When she returned to the couch, expecting somepony else to take over the game, nopony did. Instead, Steel Crescent turned the system off. All of them squeezed onto the couch alongside her.

It was a tight fit – she was wedged in between Star and Flash Fire, keenly aware of their warm bodies pressing against her on either side.

Everything was quiet for a moment; nopony said a thing … not until Scootaloo finally broke the odd silence. “So, um… Are we all going to watch a movie or something?”

Star leaned closer to her. “We … had something more interesting in mind.” Heart-stoppingly, he looked right into her eyes and brushed a bit of her mane over her ear.

Scootaloo gazed into his blue eyes, utterly transfixed by the way they were slowly drawing closer. She was dimly aware of the way Flash Fire was running a hoof slowly down the line of her back and nuzzling slightly into her mane, but that wasn’t what was pinning her in place like a lightning bolt.

He was so close now. Their noses touched – just the slightest contact. She could feel his soft, warm breath on her muzzle.

Inevitably, she gave in. She kissed him. At first, it was just a tentative peck on his lips, but when he held his hoof around the back of her head, drawing her in and deepening the kiss, she went along with it eagerly. When his lips parted slightly, she gave him her smaller tongue to play with as he wished; he caressed it with his own, and with a sensuousness that made Scootaloo’s fur stand on end.

Or was that from the way Flash Fire’s hooves gently massaged her back? What was even happening to her? She’d never thought that she could do this kind of thing with two ponies at once … not to mention the other three eagerly watching, as if waiting their turn.

When their lips separated, they didn't go far – she was still looking right into his face, he into hers.

What was going on? Had she made a horrible mistake in coming here alone with all these stallions … or was it the best decision she’d ever made? Fear and anticipation were bouncing back and forth inside her, and she couldn’t quite tell which was which. Or was that just good old fashioned arousal?

“We don’t want you to do anything that’s uncomfortable for you,” he said in a warm whisper that made it sound sensuous. Had he somehow noticed the way she was feeling? “We don’t want to hurt you, and you don’t have to do anything unless you want to do it.”

She glanced down, just for a moment. Star’s cock had come all the way out of its sheath, rising in front of him as he sat.

Scootaloo knew that if she hesitated now, she’d never do it. There were so many rational reasons why she shouldn’t go through with this, and she didn’t allow herself to start going through them all.

Instead, she slowly reached out, her hoof trembling, and she touched his cock.

It was warm, thrillingly thick, and the skin of it was surprisingly soft and smooth, masking the growing firmness she could feel deep inside. Slowly she slid her hoof across it.

She’d never had the chance to just touch one like this.

Star ran a hoof along her face. But instead of turning her muzzle up toward him for another kiss, he turned her face toward Flash Fire.

Her hoof still on Star’s cock, she looked into Flash FIre’s knowing grin. She gave into the implicit invitation and kissed him as well, beginning to stroke Star more firmly. Oh … Oh Goddess! Flash Fire’s kisses were firmer, rougher. She felt herself melting into a puddle between the two stallions. This was… This was…

The moment her lips separated from Flash Fire’s, Star pulled her back to himself, guiding her into another kiss with him.

She still couldn’t believe it – she couldn’t believe she was actually making out with these untouchable ponies … not to mention the way she was touching him.

Wrapping his hooves around the curve of her back, Star pulled her in closer, deepening the kiss. Scootaloo gladly let him take liberties with her tongue, moaning against him as her body was pulled around to straddle his lap. Both her forehooves stroked eagerly up and down the curved thickness of his cock. She couldn’t get enough of that warmth. Her tail rose high behind her as her hind legs stretched over Star’s thighs … and still, she didn't break that amazing, impossible kiss.

Flash Fire was behind her.

When had he gotten up? When had he gotten there? Scootaloo broke the kiss for a moment, glancing over her shoulder at him. He grinned back, and the heat in that look made her tail twitch. The others were all around, blatantly watching, some of them idly stroking themselves…

“Hey,” Star said. “Don’t worry about them yet.” He pulled her into an almost-kiss, his lips brushing hers as he talked. “There will be plenty of time for that later.”

Scootaloo let herself be entranced by Star’s blue eyes, the motion of her forehooves becoming greedier and more passionate, and she kissed him again.

“Good Goddess, just look at her.” Flash Fire’s voice came from behind her … but lower down than he’d been before.

She shivered. It felt almost like he was right up between her outspread hind legs. Her pussy tingled and dripped, winking open for him.

The slight gasp Flash Fire gave when he saw that was easy for Scootaloo to hear. “She’s so cute, and so perfect and smooth…” He paused, and she could imagine him licking his lips. “Sorry, Star, I have to get a taste of her!”

Flash Fire grabbed Scootaloo’s hips and pulled. She slid downward over Star’s legs, her face trailing down his chest until her rump stook up above his knees and she’d come face-to-face with the firm cock still between her hooves.

“It’s okay, Flash.” Star stroked Scootaloo’s mane a little. His cock twitched in her hooves. “I kind of like her there…”

Scootaloo stared at the big, flattened head of Star’s cock. Her mouth fell open, and her hooves kept moving … but she couldn't quite do it. She knew what he wanted, but she’d never done that before, not with anypony. Her one little ‘playtime’ with Rumble had been far too frantic and instinctual for anything like this. What if she was bad at it? Starting with a pony like Star Shooter as her very first … it was a lot of pressure.

Flash Fire’s grip around her hips tightened, stretching her ass cheeks just a bit. Without any further warning, she felt his warm muzzle against her pussy lips, felt his broad wet tongue slide over the bulb of her clit as it winked outward, felt that tongue dip slightly inside her and catch the little gush of her juices flowing.

She gasped hard. She’d never felt anything like it before. Her whole body went limp for an instant … and that left her to fall, open-mouthed, right onto Star’s cock.

Even as she tried to come to terms with the roiling pleasure she suddenly found between her hind legs, she also had to figure out what to do with the mouthful of musky-warm stallion cock she’d just acquired.

At first, she could only moan, her forehooves slowly sliding down his length as she shuddered.

He seemed to like that, answering her moan with a little one of his own. She looked up at his face, trying to gauge his reaction. The look she got in return surprised her. He looked down at her with a kind of adoring awe … it actually reminded her a bit of the way she felt about them. Could he … could he really feel that way about her?

“Oh Goddess, you’re so adorable right now,” he said, still looking down into her eyes.

She smiled a little – both from the heady feelings Star was giving her and the more physical feelings Flash Fire was giving her. She’d … she’d never been so happy, never felt this full and bright inside since the day she got her cutie mark.

Now it didn't matter if she wasn’t good at it. She wanted him to feel as good as she felt, and she had the means to do it, right there in her mouth.

Pulling up off of his tip, she instead began running her mouth up and down the curve of his cock, dragging her lips and tongue along the supple skin and letting herself be free with the moans Flash Fire was drawing out of her.

Star’s hoof played through her mane and helped guide her up and down. She eagerly let Star use her mouth; more than half of her was lost in the tingling, flooding pleasure coming from under her tail. Flash Fire’s tongue and lips seemed to be everywhere at once. Everything from the underside of her tail to the soft cleft between her legs seemed to be swimming in the juicy, warm embrace of his mouth. He went everywhere, leaving no sensitive spot untouched. She was dripping in a mix of what he left behind and her own juices, and she couldn’t tell one from the other.

Her forehooves hugged Star’s cock against her face like she never wanted to let it go, even as she licked and kissed the base of it near his sheath. She began to work her way back up … but Star’s guiding hoof instead asked her to go down.

But, but… what else could she…?

Trying to keep a clear head despite the way Flash Fire was suckling the bulge of her clit, she glanced downward. Oh…

How many times had she seen a nice pair of stallion balls? Unlike their cocks, stallions couldn't hide those as easily. And she’d definitely been peeking whenever she thought she could get away with it. Apple Bloom’s big brother… Rainbow Dash’s Wonderbolt friends in their tight flight suits… Even Twilight’s big brother… They’d all found their place in her half-formless, lust-drenched dreams on those hot, late-spring nights.

But she’d never been so close before, and never seen a pair she wanted so much before. Star’s were pale pink, just like most of his cock, and they bulged out so plump and full right below her face, held up by the couch cushion as if on display just for her.

“Oh fuck yes,” Star groaned as Scootaloo nuzzled her way down. He flicked his hoof through the little curl at the tip of her forelock. The base of his cock was hot against her forehead as she licked and kissed those big, firm balls.

Flash Fire’s tongue slipped in and out of her now, writhing around and awakening feelings she’d never thought possible. One of his hooves slipped up between her outspread legs and gently rubbed her tiny teats, seeming to delight in each of the two little nubs of her nipples.

She moaned again, her lips still pressed against the broad curve of one of Star’s balls.

There was a feeling growing inside her, a clawing emptiness, a hot chasm inside her. It didn't need any thought to recognize that her body was yearning for something inside her, something to complete her. Flash Fire’s tongue was nice, but she wanted to be full, to be stretched to bursting. Flash Fire wasn’t reaching deep enough! She needed more – she needed something all the way inside!

She worked her way back up Star’s shaft, no longer even thinking about how it would feel for him – though the way his breath caught was hint enough about that – all she was worried about was how incredibly turned-on she felt, how much she needed that firm, warm cock against her lips.

When she got up to the tip, she stretched her lips around it right away, letting the bulk of it slip inside. She pushed down, wanting more, wanting to feel even fuller. His tip pressed against the back of her throat uncomfortably, but she didn't have nearly as much of him inside her as she wanted, as she needed. There was nothing left for her but to swallow him deeper. Her throat pulsed around the girth of it, squeezing in a way that made her want to cough … but there was an insatiable desire in her stronger than that discomfort, and she gave it everything she had, easily passing Star’s medial ring.

“Woah, just look at her go,” Steel Crescent said. Out of the corner of her eye, Scootaloo could see that he was slowly stroking himself, nursing his own hard-on. “This filly’s a natural.”

Just as he said that, though, Scootaloo finally couldn’t hold back the cough anymore. She came up sputtering, sticky drool dribbling down on Star’s cock.

She blushed, knowing she must have completely ruined the moment and now they wouldn't want anything else to do with her.

But … no. Star looked down at her, grinning and brushing his hoof through her mane. If anything, he seemed to like the sight of her drooling on his cock.

Hesitantly, she bent back down and took the head of his cock back into her mouth. Just the head this time. She looked back up at him with her lips around his tip, hoping he wouldn't stop her.

Star bit his lip slightly. “You’re so damn cute.”

She would have smiled if her mouth wasn’t already stretched full of stallion cock.

“Ha!” Flash Fire pulled her tail up even higher and came closer, his chest pressing against the top of her rump. “If you think her face is cute, you should see this side of her. You’ve never seen such a tight little ass and perfect little pussy.”

“I’m sure you’re right,” Star said, caressing Scootaloo’s mane again as she bobbed her head up and down on him, getting him to grunt with satisfaction. “I’ll take your word on it for now.”

Flash Fire surged forward, suddenly laying his substantial weight on Scootaloo’s back. She spread her legs out slightly, instinctively helping her hold him up … and preparing herself. She felt something bump softly up against her. Something very warm and firm.

Her eyes shot open, looking up at Star anxiously.

He smiled back down at her reassuringly. “Are you ready?”

Was she? Did she really have any idea what she was doing here? For a moment, doubt struck through Scootaloo’s whole body, making her shiver and wish she was anywhere else.

But only for a moment. After that, the taste and the warmth of Star’s cock in her mouth reminded her of how much she wanted to be filled. The gentle pressure of Flash Fire’s tip against her pussy lips reminded her of just how close she was to getting that. Her pussy winked wide open, kissing wetly against Flash Fire’s tip and doing its best to swallow him in. She could tell by the way it twitched against her that he was just as ready for this as she was.

She nodded slightly, as much as she could with Star’s cock in her mouth, and hummed, “Mm-hmm.”

Flash Fire pushed forward, and his cock entered her. At first, it was a sudden surge as her pussy struggled to stretch around his size and give in to the pressure. But that flowed into a smooth, even push that slid his shaft perfectly along her inner walls.

Scootaloo shuddered and moaned around Star’s cock as Flash Fire’s slid into her. Barely halfway, but she already felt so full. It was amazing.

He pulled back slightly, sucking in a breath through his teeth. “Fuck, man… She’s so tight.”

Shoving herself down hard on Star’s cock, Scootaloo tried to distract herself for that moment, to give herself something else to be filled with while she waited for that thick, hot cock inside her to fully return, her pussy winking greedily around the shaft of it. She already felt empty without it, even hollow … desperate for him to push forward again.

He came back, deeper than before. The broad tip of his cock touched a place inside her that nothing ever had before, making her hips buck slightly from the sensation.

She instinctively arched her back to try and make it happen again as he retreated and entered her again. She’d never felt like this that one time she’d been with Rumble. It was … the throbbing pressure of it filled her whole body, filled her whole mind, in a way she’d never thought could be possible.

Flash Fire rocked his hips back and forth, rubbing the tip of his cock right over that special spot deep inside her. She felt like her body was coiling up within, a building pressure inside her. She didn’t know what it was, but with each thrust the feeling grew larger, out of her control. She rocked her hips toward Flash with each thrust, not just because she wanted to, but because her body demanded it.

And then it just happened. A hot glow like she’d never felt before bloomed out from that place inside her. It made her whole body go tense, made her eyes go blank, made her pussy grip down on Flash Fire’s cock like it would never let go. She was dimly aware that she was screaming – as much as she could with her mouth full of Star’s cock.

When her body stopped twitching and spasming she came back to herself. She found that she’d somehow swallowed the entire length of Star’s cock, her lips pressing against his sheath. It didn't hurt or choke anymore – now she just felt comfortably full, pleasantly stuffed from both ends. There was still a warm, fuzzy haze around everything she saw and felt, and she felt slightly disconnected from her body.

Slowly, her limbs still shuddering a little, she pulled herself up off of Star’s cock, then looked up at him. “What… What just happened?”

“Huh?” He blinked down at her, not understanding.

But Steel Crescent answered her: “Looks to me like you got off.”

“Got … off? Got off of what?” she asked, slurring her words a little.

All of the stallions stopped what they were doing and glanced back and forth between each other. All except for Flash Fire, who slowly began moving inside her again, drawing another moan out of her. Even that small motion threatened to send her back into paroxysms of ‘getting off’.

“He means you had an orgasm,” Moody Blues said. “You know what that is, right?”

“That’s when a stallion—” She faltered as Flash Fire gave another firm thrust into her pussy. “When a stallion’s stuff comes out.”

There was a moment of quiet, broken only by the sloppy little sounds of Flash Fire’s shaft slipping in and out between her desperately winking pussy lips and the slight slapping sound from when Flash’s thighs connected with her ass.

Star looked down at her and ran a hoof through her mane. “You really don’t know, do you?”

She looked back up at him, ignoring the little bit of cock-sucking drool trailing down her lower lip.

“Mares can have orgasms, too. There might not be anything that comes out, but it feels pretty good, doesn’t it?”

Flash Fire pushed into her again. She gasped slightly. “Uh-huh.”

“Nopony you’ve ever been with has given you an orgasm before?”

She shook her head a little. With Flash thrusting in a steady rhythm behind her, it was hard to focus on Star’s voice, let alone respond.

“Well, we’re going to fix that.”

“Flashy already did,” Moody Blues pointed out.

Steel Crescent ignored him and resumed stroking himself. “Yeah, we’re going to make you cum so hard tonight, so many times, you’ll be lucky if you remember your own name by the end of it.”

Those words – along with the sight of him stroking his huge cock – made her both eager and a little scared at the same time. But as Flash Fire gave her another thrust, almost driving her to orgasm again, she knew she wanted it, wanted it more than anything. She wanted to feel like that again – she wanted it as many times as she could get!

When she looked up at Star with that hunger in her eyes, she was a bit surprised to see a similar hunger reflected right back at her. He glanced back and forth between her face and his cock as Flash Fire’s thrusts rocked her back and forth.

Oh, of course. She’d been neglecting him a bit, hadn’t she?

She grinned at him for a moment, then darted back down to take his cock back into her mouth. It seemed easy now. The post-orgasmic haze seemed to make everything relaxed and willing to take anything … including Star’s cock all the way down again.

The moan he gave made it all worth it. She could tell that she was making him feel amazing, that she was doing something special. And that made her feel special. That special feeling spread through her from her heart all the way down to the deep place Flash Fire’s cock was touching, glowing hot like before, almost like, like—

This time, when she orgasmed, she stayed right where she was, eagerly bobbing her head up and down on Star’s cock as the tremors and misty fireworks of pleasure bounced back and forth through her body. If anything, she went at him even more desperately, slavering herself all over that beautifully hard cock of his, even as she tried to moan in utter bliss.

Star’s cock flared inside her throat, choking her off completely. “Oh! Oh fuck!” he cried out, both of his forehooves digging into her mane as he half-involuntarily held her down.

She let him do it, wanting nothing more than to be filled by him, to be used by him. In the orgasmic haze she was in, breathing hardly mattered anyway. He managed to shove himself just a bit deeper with trembling muscles, and that only made her want it more.

Just as Scootaloo’s orgasm faded away, Star let out a loud gasp. His cock pulsed and his body tensed – a thick bulge in the underside of his shaft rushed over Scootaloo’s tongue and into her throat.

Star’s thick cum splashed into her throat. She felt the warm explosion deep in her gullet, the sudden surge of pressure and the pang of a need to breathe too long ignored.

Scootaloo coughed, sputtering up a little bit of his cum. It was too much! She pulled her head up, fighting against Star’s trembling hooves. Another gush of cum spewed into her throat, not as deep this time, but just as choking. Finally, she managed to pull his cock all the way out, his huge flare coming free from her lips with a pop … just in time for the next stream of cum to come shooting out, straight onto her tongue.

She’d never tasted that salty, musky flavor before, but at the moment, she was much more concerned with just managing to suck in a clear breath. A barrage of thick wet splatters hit her face as she gasped and heaved … but even through all of that, all she wanted was for Star to feel good. Her forehooves stroked him, encouraging even more spurts of sticky cum to land on her face.

Finally, Star had no more to give. His cock went limp in Scootaloo’s hooves, and she finally managed to catch her breath. Slowly, her body stopped shaking.

Flash Fire had stopped moving, though he was still inside her. “Are you okay?” he asked, a slight tinge of awe in his voice.

She glanced back at him, still breathing heavily, cum dripping off her face. She reached back toward his chest with a front hoof, though she couldn’t quite reach. “Don’t…” She took a deep breath. “Don’t stop.”

He gently touched her hoof with his own. His eyes dilated a bit at the sight of her like that, at the husky sound of her abused throat … but he did as she asked. He tightened his grip around her flanks and pushed hard inside her, taking her to the utmost.

That drove a little squeal out of her, even as it pushed her face back down against Star’s soft, spent cock and still-bulging balls. She smeared her messy face against those perfect smooth balls and just let herself float away in the absolute bliss of finally having her unspeakable eustreous-driven fantasies fulfilled.

Flash Fire’s thrusts grew more frantic and less controlled, holding them deeper and longer. His tip began to flare out, sealing itself perfectly against the entrance of her young womb. He grunted heavily, gripping her even tighter around the middle. “I…” He pounded himself into Scootaloo again. “I’m gonna—” Before Flash could finish his sentence, the first surge of his cum surged forcefully against Scootaloo’s womb. He gave a long, drawn out moan of relief as he trembled from the feeling.

The pressure built there, deep inside her, even deeper than his cock could reach, flowing into her. Every time his cock pulsed, it churned inside her a bit more. Scootaloo moaned against Star’s warm thigh, the sound escaping her mouth all on its own. She felt so close to getting off again, but it just wasn’t … quite … there. She needed him thrusting powerfully into her again. This throbbing and streaming felt amazing, but it wasn’t what her body needed.

Soon, Flash Fire’s pulses grew weaker. He still breathed just as heavily, his chest heaving against her back, still gripped her flanks tightly between his forelegs, but the hammering throbs from his cock died down to a last few twitches and then went still.

As both of them slowly caught their breath, his cock softened inside her, no longer stretching her so tightly inside. She moaned at the loss of that sensation.

When he pulled out of her, the warmth of his cum flowed out of her right along with his softened flare. When his hugely spread tip plopped out of her, she looked back at him. A little splash of white stained the couch behind her.

Scootaloo caught herself licking her lips, wistfully watching it drip. What was wrong with her? It was just cum, right? She should have thought that it was gross. Yet, she couldn’t deny the tingling need deep inside her body. It quietly cried out inside her, ‘What a waste – I could have had more!’

A shiver ran through her. That voice – that need – inside her was strong. She’d never felt anything like it. And now that she knew exactly where she could find more, she couldn’t feel anything but that need. It was like she could still feel that orgasm inside her, waiting to come out, needing only the trigger to be pulled just right.

She looked around herself. Star looked down at her with a bemused, loving smile, Flash Fire panted and crashed down on a recliner to recover.

But there were three other stallions watching her. Steel Crescent looked at her and licked his lips. Static Impulse grinned and stroked his cock as dark grey as his coat. Moody Blues, though, took action. He got up from the chair he was in and slowly strode toward her, his eyes never leaving hers, his cock bobbing hard under his belly.

“My turn,” he said. “Come here, pretty little filly.”

Scootaloo felt her legs go weak at the sight. ‘Yes,’ her body cried out to her, ‘that’s what I need!’

Despite being the smallest and skinniest of the stallions, that cock under his faded blue belly looked every bit the match for Flash Fire’s … maybe even a bit bigger. She came up to him, her body running on automatic, just wanting to be closer, closer, closer until he was inside her. But he had other ideas besides just letting her wiggle her way underneath him. He took hold of her and nudged her to the side, onto the coffee table. She willingly went along with it, letting him roll her over onto her back – anything that would get her closer to that next intoxicating dose of full-grown stallion cock.

He came right up between her spread legs as if he’d expected her to do exactly that. He loomed over her, looking down at the long curve of her belly, the dainty little nubs of her teats, the desperately winking lips of her pussy.

But he didn't mount her as she’d expected him to. Instead he lowered his head down as if wanting to get the closest possible look at her teats and pussy.

She moaned slightly. Please oh please – she just needed a cock inside her!

He kissed one tiny nipple. It made her whole body twitch, made her suck in a gasp of breath. What was he doing? Only foals did that! But as the tingle of it spread through her whole belly, she squirmed against the table. Oh yes, that was nice.

Moody Blues switched to her other nipple, making her squirm and arch her back against the low table all over again. Meanwhile, Steel Crescent and Static Impulse came up around the other side of the coffee table, near her head.

What Moody Blues had been doing with her nipples was nothing compared to what happened when he went a bit lower, though. To think of him licking her there, even though she was still dripping! Even the first slight touch of his tongue against her pussy lips lit her whole body up, making her legs twitch and her clit wink out into his mouth. And that only invited him to take the sensitive little nub completely into his mouth, sending a rainbow explosion of pleasure that rocked her whole body.

“What—” She moaned and gasped for breath at the same time. “What’s he doing?”

Static Impulse chuckled. “Patience, we’ll get to the part you want soon.”

Steel Crescent was much more helpful, though. “Yeah, he just likes to get a taste of it before he goes in. You don’t mind, right?

“Mm-hm,” she moaned. That and a slight nod of her head was all she could manage. Moody Blues’s flicking, licking tongue sent waves of tingling fire all up and down her whole body, making her fur stand on end and her eyes go blank.

Her eyes didn't go quite blank enough not to notice the two cocks that sprung up in front of her when Steel Crescent and Static Impulse both reared up on their hind legs, though.

Their towering cocks filled her vision, one for each eye, one lighter grey, the other darker grey. As Moody Blues’ tongue probed into her pussy, scattering her thoughts, she knew what the other two wanted. Before today, she might have balked at doing something so lewd, so obscene. Not now, though. Now her body cried out for more of the hot, stiff flesh displayed in front of her. She craned her neck back, opening her mouth wide and sticking out her tongue, inviting them to enjoy her mouth as much as they liked.

Both of them were so eager for it that they shoved their cocks forward at the same time. Scootaloo’s tongue slid down the valley between the two cocks as they pressed together. They jerked as if they were about to pull away, but she licked both of them profusely, slathering her tongue over all the supple-stiff cock she could reach, nuzzling their shafts together, all but begging them to stay.

It was enough – they did. Scootaloo could fill her face with cock to her heart’s content.

Down between her legs, Moody Blues gave her pussy the same treatment, leaving no part of her ignored. Every part of her from her tail to her teats seemed enveloped by his warm, wet tongue as it caressed her every curve and nook.

The burning pressure inside her grew all over again, especially when Moody Blues paid attention to her desperately winking clit. But even though she tried to satisfy herself with the cocks in her face, taking each of them deep into her throat in turn, the feeling of his tongue on her pussy just wasn’t enough. She needed to feel the warmth inside, the pressure, the strain of her little pussy trying to stretch around a huge cock.

When Steel Crescent pulled out of her mouth to give Static Impulse another turn, Scootaloo moaned loudly. “Please!” she cried out to anypony who would listen. “I need it inside me!”

Thankfully, Moody Blues was more than willing to do just what she said. His tongue left her for a moment, and he chuckled slightly, but she felt the two thuds through the table as he placed his front hooves on either side of her.

Scootaloo wrapped her forelegs around the two cocks in front of her, nuzzling her face between them as she licked and moaned in anticipation. Now that she knew how good it could be, every moment of waiting was unbearable.

Lucky for her, she didn't have to wait long. The firm, hot pressure of Moody Blues’ tip pushed against her entrance, and her body welcomed him greedily, even if her still-sloppy pussy struggled to open and let him in.

He was tender with her, giving slow thrusts in and out, gently moving a tiny bit deeper with each one. Of course he must have been doing it for her benefit, but to her it just felt like teasing. She wanted to be full again, to be stretched, to feel the heat of his cock spreading through her whole body.

And Moody Blues wasn’t giving that to her, not yet. She opened her mouth to protest, to tell him to give her everything he had, but as soon as her mouth was open, Steel Crescent’s cock filled it. Her cries were muffled around the tip of his spit-slick cock. She was so desperate to be filled somehow that rather than protesting more, she gulped down as much as she could of Steel Crescent’s length.

Moody Blues’ progress may have been slow, but at least he kept going. It took a precious, tension-riddled minute, but he eventually gave Scootaloo every bit of his length.

Moaning deeply, she exchanged Steel Crescent’s cock with Static Impulse’s, swallowing him down just as deeply. She needed it, oh how she needed it! She ignored the drippy mess her face was becoming – all that mattered was being filled.

Once their two bodies had gotten fully acquainted with one another, Moody Blues finally stopped holding back. He gave Scootaloo a firm thrust, and another. Before long, her whole body went tense. With one more thrust, that tension exploded.

Scootaloo let Static Impulse’s cock slip out of her mouth as she arched her back against the coffee table and spasmed. She let out a wordless wail of pleasure, loud enough to echo off the walls. That trigger inside her had finally been pulled, and now she could finally burst.

And throughout all the shaking and contortions her body went through, all the desperate squeezing of her pussy around his girth, Moody Blues never stopped moving. His firm, even thrusts heightened and extended her orgasm, bringing her to new levels she’d never felt before. The pulsing of her inner walls molded itself around his rhythm, as did the waves of pleasure washing through her head.

Even as her orgasm ended, Moody Blues kept up the same pace. Slowly, Scootaloo was able to catch her breath. When her eyes finally came back into focus, there were four cocks in front of her, not just two, though only the original two were still hard. Star Shooter and Flash Fire had joined the other two stallions around the small table, forming a half-circle crowd around her head and adding their limply hanging cocks to her feast.

It was quite a lot for one filly to handle, but love-drunk as she was, Scootaloo was game. She gathered them all closer with her hooves and busied herself licking and sucking indiscriminately. Absolutely anything could have been put in front of her mouth just then, and it would have been licked, would have been suckled. When she couldn’t keep up with just her mouth, she stroked the stallions around her with her hooves. She wanted more of it – all of it – and she just couldn’t get enough.

She was still in a post-orgasmic haze, drifting along on erotic momentum as Moody Blues pleased himself with her pussy, and she was determined to make all of them feel every bit as good as she felt.

Although she tried to give each of them equal attention, they didn't have equal reactions. Static Impulse stayed just as hard as he’d been. Star’s cock slowly revived, growing larger, stiffer, and more fun to lick. Flash Fire couldn’t recover so easily – she got him to grow a little, but he always went back down by the time she got back to him. Steel Crescent, though… She saw his flare blooming wide at the end of his cock, and she knew exactly what that meant.

Temporarily abandoning the others, Scootaloo opened her mouth wide for Steel Crescent.

He must have understood the invitation, because his flared tip was immediately planted against Scootaloo’s lips. No matter how wide she tried to open her mouth, his hot cock flesh firmly pressed against her lips all the way around, unable to push through.

No – that wasn’t the way she operated. She hadn’t gotten any of the things she’d had to struggle for in life by giving up when things were difficult. With a muffled cry of strain, she forced herself onto him, timing it just right so that she’d be assisted by one of Moody Blues’s firm thrusts.

Pop.

Steel Crescent’s tip was in! Scootaloo’s eyes drifted closed as she felt the enormous flare fill her mouth, squeezing just to fit. She tilted her head back, relaxing her throat in a way that had quickly become second nature to her.

And Steel Crescent took advantage of that invitation as well. He plunged his flaring cock deep into her throat, deeper than any of the other stallions had yet done. It probably would have made her choke if it wasn’t for the fuzzy haze of relaxing pleasure that had been flowing through her whole body. Even so, it was uncomfortable. Her throat spasmed around the huge intrusion.

With one trembling hoof, Scootaloo touched her neck. Yes – she wasn’t imagining it. There was a bulge in the front of her neck.

Steel Crescent moaned when she touched it.

One of Moody Blues’ thrusts passed … two… And then the idea came to Scootaloo. She would have smiled like a cat in cream if her mouth wasn’t stretched tightly around the base of Steel Crescent’s cock.

With one hoof, she stroked her own neck up and down, earning even more moans from him. With her other, she reached out past her head and gently touched his balls, coaxing him into emptying inside of her.

It didn't take much coaxing. He must have been so close to the edge already.

Scootaloo was already swallowing when the first thick stream of cum poured into her throat. She eagerly gulped it down, just barely in time for the next. She could feel each one coming – a kicking pulse in the base of Steel Crescent’s cock she felt with her tongue. His cum pooled warm and thick in her belly, and still she swallowed more of it, taking everything he had to give.

And finally there was no more. Steel Crescent pulled his softening cock and mercifully soft flare out of Scootaloo’s mouth, letting her gasp and pant for air as he stumbled backward. Of course… He must have been exhausted after giving her a load like that.

Before she could even think about which cock to take into her mouth next, Moody Blues grunted. His flare swelled rapidly inside her. She could feel it stretching open the entrance to her womb. The sight of the way she’d treated Steel Crescent must have really gotten to him… He braced himself with a visible effort of will and yanked his cock out of her.

Scootaloo mewled piteously as her pussy was abruptly left empty. No! She’d wanted this, wanted it inside!

Too late – Moody Blues let out another groan, and, rubbing his cock with one hoof, he let loose. Heavy splatters of hot cum jetted out onto her belly fur, some of them flinging far enough to land on her neck, others dripping right down on her teats. Moody Blues drenched her in cum. It slid off of her belly in runnels, and still more came. She felt like she was bathing in it, and it still wasn’t enough. It wasn't getting where she needed it most – deep inside her.

When Moody Blues had finished, she was actually given a moment’s respite … and a towel. Flash Fire had given up on reviving himself enough to enjoy her mouth and he’d come back from the suite’s bathroom with a fuzzy white towel.

Scootaloo took it gratefully … and even though she still felt a bit dizzy from all the orgasms she’d had tonight, she availed herself of the towel thankfully, cleaning up her face first, then wiping down her belly.

When she looked up, she saw that the night wasn’t over yet – there were still three hard cocks in front of her: Star Shooter’s, Static Impulse’s, and … Moody Blues’? How … how was he still hard? He’d just unloaded himself on her belly!

She looked up at him. “H-how?”

“I, um…” He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. “That was really hot what you did with Steel, and.... I kind of wanted to, um…”

Star gave him a playful punch on the withers. “You greedy dog!.”

Scootaloo licked her lips. “I could do that again, but…” She glanced over at Static Impulse and Star.

The three stallions glanced back and forth between each other for a few moments. Then Static Impulse’s eyes lit up with an idea. “Hey, Star, remember that one mare in Manehattan?”

It took him a moment, but then Star’s eyes lit up with the same idea. “Oh yeah – ‘Room for three?’ Front or back?”

Static Impulse grinned. “Oh, you know me. I’m a backdoor kind of guy. Just give me a minute to lube things up first, then she’s all yours.”

“Hey!” Scootaloo glared up at them with as much ire as her lust-addled brain could muster. “You wanna clue me in to this grand plan of yours?”

“Oh, right,” Star said. “Well, um… There’s three of us still ready to go, and you’ve got three holes, so…?”

“Three?” Scootaloo blinked. “But…” Then her mind caught up with the idea. “Oh…”

“We’d totally understand if you didn't want to do something like—”

“Yes!” The word surprised even Scootaloo as it shot out of her mouth. Before tonight, she never would have even considered letting a stallion use her ‘third hole’. But now… Her eyes were full of the three cocks in front of her. That was all she wanted, all she needed. And having all three at once had become an inexplicably enticing idea.

Scootaloo blinked. Seemingly in the time of her blink, all three stallions were in position. Moody Blues held his cock up in front of her face, Static Impulse laid his against her pussy lips, and Star hung back behind, waiting for his turn.

Moody Blues was the first – Scootaloo tilted her head and took him in her mouth. Just a little bit at first, just a start.

Static Impulse’s cock was still slick from her mouth, and unlike Moody Blues’s insertion earlier, he wasn’t afraid to take advantage of how slippery her pussy lips had gotten. He plunged his cock into her, sending the tip of it rippling over her inner walls. Scootaloo moaned appreciatively and let Moody Blues’s cock slip deeper into her throat.

While the other stallions had stretched her and filled her inside, Static Impulse glided smoothly along. His cock was longer and more slender than the others, its touch lighter and more teasing as it slid up and down her inner walls. Scootaloo’s feathers ruffled against the surface of the table and she shuddered. This felt surprisingly good. It didn't drive her straight toward orgasm like the thicker cocks had. In a way, it was more like when Moody Blues had licked her, but deeper and more satisfying.

All too soon, though, it was over. Static Impulse pulled out of her pussy as easily as he’d slid himself in. With Star’s help, he grabbed her hind hooves and twisted her to the side a bit.

Taken by surprise, all Scootaloo could do was to go along with it. She let herself be turned onto her side, yet she never let Moody Blues’s cock slip out of her mouth even for a moment. She just let her throat twist around him … and she even began stroking the slight bulge in her neck, just to please him more. The bulge wasn’t as pronounced this time – he wasn’t flaring yet – but he still seemed to like it just as much as Steel Crescent had. He let out a long, low moan as he felt Scootaloo’s efforts.

Meanwhile, Static Impulse and Star Shooter had gotten themselves in just the right spots. Scootaloo felt two warm, firm touches down between her hind legs. Her pussy winked and kissed the one; her asshole puckered shyly against the other. She wished she could turn her head and look at the two stallions, but she couldn't, not with her mouth so full.

“So … you first or me?” Static Impulse said quietly – not quietly enough to prevent Scootaloo from hearing it.

Star stroked her flanks, tracing over her cutie mark and the curve of her ass. “You first,” he said. “I’m pretty sure she’s never done this before, so be careful.”

And Static Impulse was careful. He was as gentle as he could be, given the circumstances. Despite how slick his cock had gotten after Scootaloo’s mouth and her pussy, her asshole still put up a substantial amount of resistance. Despite how much Scootaloo wanted it, how much she wanted their cocks inside her – all the cocks, in any way possible – she couldn’t help being a little nervous, and that made her clench under her tail.

Static Impulse had to press firmly in order to make any headway. Her eyes opened wide, staring unfocused at Moody Blues’s balls as her asshole began to stretch open.

She’d been afraid it would hurt. It didn't. It was a bit … uncomfortable, but before she knew it, she felt Static Impulse’s shaft beginning to glide into her. It felt so much bigger there! If she hadn’t already seen it, felt it inside her pussy, she could have sworn his cock was the thickest out of all of them.

It was so much to take in, so overwhelming. She might have called for him to stop if it weren’t for her mouth being stuffed absolutely full of Moody Blues’s cock … and for the feeling of Star’s cock beginning to spread open her pussy lips.

Just as Static Impulse squeezed himself all the way in, Star Shooter began his own plunge. Scootaloo whimpered to herself as she felt her idol’s cock slip in between her pussy lips and enter her. Not a whimper of pain – a whimper of pleasure and need. This was it. Even after all she’d already done tonight, this was something special. This was her and Star – the Star Shooter – becoming as intimate as two ponies could possibly be.

And as he slowly pushed his cock farther inside, Scootaloo found herself stretched as she’d never felt before. For all that her two holes were separate, they shared the same space inside her body – a space now filled by, and straining to contain, two fabulous stallion cocks.

With a satisfied grunt, Star hilted himself inside her. “Sweet Celestia, she’s tight.”

Static Impulse huffed and gave an extra thrust into her tail hole. “Ha – if you think that’s tight…”

Either the stallions became too absorbed in what they were doing to continue their conversation, or Scootaloo became too lost in the pleasure clouding her mind to pay any attention to it … she wasn’t sure which.

Her whole world narrowed down to these three cocks – two of them moved in and out in an alternating rhythm, and the third – Moody Blues’ – plunged over and over again into her throat. Every movement from any of the three set off another wave of disorienting, pleasure-laden fog in her brain. It made her dizzy with ecstasy. She wouldn't have been able to stand if they set her on her hooves. Luckily, she didn't have to. All she needed to do was moan in pleasure around Moody Blues’s cock as all three of them took her, had their way with her.

She’d never felt so full before, never imagined that she could. Every part of her was melting into a puddle of erotic bliss.

And the way they moved inside her! It felt like their two cocks, one in her pussy and one in her ass, were caressing her insides between the two of them, rubbing her from both sides in a dance that made her see stars. Or maybe that was just lack of air from how little she could breathe in through her nose as Moody Blues used her throat? She could almost believe that if the three of them pushed a little deeper, they’d all meet in the middle.

Through it all, she was dimly aware of the other two stallions sitting and watching. Steel Crescent was idly stroking his half-limp cock, while Flash Fire simply allowed his to drape over one thigh. It was their eyes, though, that got to her. Something about the way they looked at her, they way they seemed to know her, inside and out … it somehow brought the experience to an entirely new level. Did she … enjoy being watched? She’d never thought that she might, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her.

Of course, that wasn’t the only thing running through her.

The sheer overwhelming force of all three cocks inside her sent waves of pleasure channeling through every single nerve in her body. She felt the now-familiar pressure building up inside her again … but this time it was different. This time it was far more slow and intense than before. If her previous orgasms had been dams ready to burst, she felt like there was an entire ocean inside her now, with the surf battering against her in time with the stallions’ thrusts, getting closer and closer to breaking free in a torrential rush. Even if her throat hadn’t been stuffed full of cock, she wouldn't have been able to breathe. Her body lost track of something even that basic as it rushed toward that inevitable euphoria.

But she wasn’t the only one getting close. All three stallions were already flaring, which only intensified the sensation of being absolutely filled to the brim. She could clearly feel Moody Blues’ cock through the bulge in her neck now … and more than that, she could feel the rhythmic pulses deep inside her every time Static Impulse’s and Star’s flares passed over each other on their way in and out. It made her whole belly thrum like a primitive drumbeat urging her onward, onward, onward toward the orgasmic precipice.

Static Impulse was the first. He pressed in deep, deeper than he ever had before. New sensations lit up inside Scootaloo’s body, nerves that had never before been touched; her asshole stretched tight around the girth of his base. She felt that tight ring pulse outward, accommodating the bulge that traveled down the underside of Static Impulse’s cock.

A warmth immediately followed. Thick, sticky warmth deep inside her that grew and swelled with every burst of cum that his cock poured into her. That sensation – combined with Star’s ever more frantic thrusting – was all it took to drive her over the edge.

Her body froze in place, every muscle spasming against every other one, leaving her completely immobile, completely tense. The unbearable pleasure burned through her like the eruption of a volcano, singing everything it touched with bliss. All she could do was to scream her passion around Moody Blues’s cock, begging her own body for mercy … while simultaneously begging for more – wishing it would end ... while also wishing it would never stop.

The feeling of her voice around his shaft must have been what set Moody Blues off. As her throat convulsed with muffled squeals, he let out a loud sigh of his own, his body shuddering as his cock unloaded a second time. This time, it wasn’t as massive as the load he’d spilled on her belly, but it still coated the inside of her throat and forced her to swallow instead of moaning.

The two stallions filling her somehow stretched her own orgasm far beyond its natural limit. As long as they were pumping her full, her body remained stiff, trembling through an orgasm that felt like it would never end. Her pussy squirted and squirted against Star’s crotch, spasming around his cock and trying to milk that precious third cumshot out of him. Something primitive deep inside her knew that he was the one who really mattered – it was his cock knocking at the door to her womb, ready to release what her body had truly wanted all along.

Star fought against it. Even though he didn't stop his thrusting, Scootaloo could feel the strain in him: the utter stiffness of his cock, the way his hooves gripped at her leg. He sucked in deep breaths through clenched teeth. “I’m… I can’t…!”

Flash Fire slapped him on the ass. “Go for it, bro. Pump her full!”

With a strangled gasp, Star gave in. He slammed his cock all the way in, stretching Scootaloo to her utmost, pressing the tip of his cock directly against her womb, locking himself in that perfect spot with his broad flare.

Scootaloo’s orgasm began all over again when she felt that first hot surge directly into the empty place inside her. There! Now that was the hunger inside her that needed to be filled! She cried out again, Moody Blues’ cum splattering up around her lips as she did, but she couldn’t control even that much anymore. All that mattered was the surge after surge of thick, gooey cum that completed her, made her whole, warmed her from the core of her body to the very tips of her hooves.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Scootaloo’s body went limp. She still shook with the aftershocks of that orgasm, but at least she could breathe. The stallions, dribbling out the last precious drops of their own orgasms, slowly began to pull out of her. But her newfound ability to breathe again was too little too late. Her vision went fuzzy around the edges, and she felt dizzier than ever. The last thing she felt was Star’s strong hooves wrapping around her, gently lifting her. Their concerned, muffled voices muddled into the background.

* * *

The concerned faces of five different stallions were the first thing Scootaloo saw when she came to. “I was…” She blinked. “Huh?” She was lying on something soft … the couch. But how had she gotten there?

“You kind of passed out for a bit, there,” Steel Crescent said.

Flash Fire gave Moody Blues a surreptitious kick. “See, I told you she didn't need a doctor.”

Scootaloo shook her head a little. Bad idea. It made the room spin around her. “H-how long was I…?”

“Only a few minutes,” Star said, kneeling down next to her so he could look into her eyes. “That was pretty intense, huh?”

“Yeah.” A slow grin spread across her face as she remembered what happened. She could still feel their warmth seeping into her deep inside. That … seemed important for some reason, but she couldn't quite put her hoof on it. Felt really nice, though, as she rubbed her own flank.

“And she was breathing the whole time,” Flash Fire pointed out. “I made sure to check.”

“Right, right.” Star nodded. “I guess we should have taken it a little easier on you, huh?”

Scootaloo just took a deep, contented breath. She had nothing to worry about. She was safe and happy. She could take this moment to simply enjoy the wet warmth spreading deep inside her… Wait! She gasped, her eyes shooting open wide.

Recoiling a little, Star gasped as well. “What’s wrong?”

“You… You came inside me! I felt it! I’m going to get pregnant!” She started to hyperventilate, her eyes darting frantically around the room. “I can’t! I’m too young to have foals of my own!”

“Relax, relax,” Star said, patting her withers.

“Relax? How am I supposed to relax? I’m— I’m not ready to be a mother! I can’t, I can’t…”

Flash Fire shoved his hoof against her mouth. Only then did she feel how wet and slimy her mouth still was from those many blowjobs. When her eyes shot up to look at him, he smiled down at her. “You’re not going to get pregnant. While you were out, I cast a quick spell on you. It’s a pretty basic one, but really effective. Don’t worry – you won’t be getting any foals from us.”

Scootaloo took a deep, reassuring breath. “You’re sure it works?”

Flash Fire nodded. “It does. Every time. You might feel kind of tingly and cramped on the inside for the next few days, but you won’t be expecting any foals anytime soon.”

Impulsively, Scootaloo reached out and hugged Star’s neck closely against herself. The tension drained out of her all at once … unlike the cum, which she could feel soaking into her tail very slowly.

When she finally let go of Star, she happened to look up at the clock. Already well past midnight. Closer to morning than nighttime. Horse apples! How was she going to get home now?

Well, there was the obvious answer – she wouldn’t, not until tomorrow. That depended on these stallions’ continued hospitality, though. “Um… Do you guys think it would be okay if I crashed here on the couch tonight?” she asked hesitantly.

“On the couch?” Star raised an eyebrow at her. “Seriously? After everything we just did together, you think we’d make you sleep on the couch?”

She sank down into the cushions. She should have known better. These stallions were stars. They’d already given her far more than she could have asked for.

“No,” Star said. “You can share my bed, little lady.” He smiled at her. “That is, if you want to.”

She found herself too weak to get up off of the couch on her own at first … but thankfully, there were five strong stallions around her who were more than eager to help. Her strength slowly returned as they helped her through a hot shower together, helped her dry off, and helped her to some absurdly expensive snacks from the hotel minibar. She passed the rest of the night in a deep, deep sleep, cuddled tightly against Star’s chest. She knew her time with him was nearly up, that they would have to leave Canterlot in the morning … but she made the most of every moment.

* * *

It was nearly noon when Scootaloo finally returned to Ponyville, and – of course – she found Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom waiting for her just outside the train station, even though nopony else was around.

“Wow, you must’ve had a good ol’ time,” Apple Bloom said, smirking at the way Scootaloo’s mane was still mussed up. “Spent the night and everything, huh?”

Sweetie Belle was more pragmatic: “What did you get signed for us, what did you get signed?” Her eyes gleamed with her greed.

“Oh, well, uh…” Scootaloo took care to look embarrassed, just like she’d rehearsed on the train ride to Ponyville. “I didn't bring anything to get signed, so…”

Sweetie Belle’s heart visibly broke. “Nothing?”

“...So I had them sign this.” Scootaloo reared up, showing her belly to her two friends.

Both of them looked closer, their eyes wide as they stared at the five scrawled signatures on Scootaloo’s skin. Sweetie Belle’s mouth fell open silently, but Apple Bloom made better use of hers: “Ya had ‘em sign your teats? Are you plumb crazy?”

Scootaloo gave a well-practiced shrug. “That’s the only spot big enough that isn’t covered in fur.”

Sweetie Belle sighed. “Aw, I wish I’d gone. Your, um, teats are nice and all, but I can’t hang them up in my room, now can I? And the signatures will go away the next time you take a bath. They couldn't at least give you a poster or something? Even an old pizza box!”

Apple Bloom rolled her eyes. “Can’t ya just be happy that Scootaloo had a good time? Come on, Scoots, tell us all about it!”

“Oh,” Scootaloo said oh-so-casually. “Oh yeah, there was one other thing I got signed for each of you…”

Both sets of eyes were immediately riveted on Scootaloo as she fished out something hidden in her mane. She took out a couple of pieces of paper, no bigger than greeting cards. She’d planned on magnanimously doling them out to her two friends, but both envelopes were snatched out of her hooves before she could even take a breath.

“Yes!” Sweetie Belle cried out as soon as she looked at hers. “Signed by all five!” But she kept on reading then, reading what else was on the paper.

Scootaloo grinned, already knowing what the notes said. Both of her friends’ eyes widened more and more as the read the short letters.

Apple Bloom was the first to gasp. “This… This can’t be right. There ain’t no way…”

“Oh, it’s right,” Scootaloo assured them.

Sweetie Belle’s jaw dropped as she finished reading hers. “But… But this says that all three of us are invited to any show, backstage and after-hours!”

Both of them stared at her. Apple Bloom blinked repeatedly, glancing down at the note then back at Scootaloo. “What the hay did ya do with those ponies, Scoots?”

Scootaloo shrugged, keeping her secrets. “We just had a really good time, you know, and they said that if my friends were as much fun as I was, they wanted to meet all three of us sometime.”

Apple Bloom just stood and stared. Sweetie Belle began a quiet but high-pitched squealing as she all but bounced in excitement.

“And not only that,” Scootaloo said, “They said that they might bring their tour to Ponyville sometime, since we’re such a growing town now, with a castle and a friendship school and everything.” She grinned. “But… they also have a show next week in Baltimare, so if we can find a way to sneak off…”

Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom glanced at each other. They exchanged curt nods. “Cutie Mark Crusaders secret road trip!” all three shouted in unison.

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