My Life on a Cassette Tape

Berry Punch sighed as she rode in the cab, taking the last turn to the street her friend's store sat on. It was like every other street in this town, which made her all the more glad she was just here for the weekend. Sure, Ponyville was pretty calm most of the time, but this place was a bore! When Periwinkle had called her and asked to get her a shirt, she felt her blood start to pump. Finally! Some action to take the edge off! All that died a few minutes later in the cab when traffic ground to a halt after a buffalo had started a fight with one of the residents. It hadn't lasted too long, Berry barely had enough time to quietly bring herself to orgasm with a dildo she had in her purse for just such emergencies, fulfilling her daily quota of exhibitionism.

When the cab, really just a glorified covered cart, arrived at her destination, she went to the back door as Periwinkle had instructed, and knocked with the pattern they had discussed. Berry Punch waited for what seemed like forever, and almost thought to go over her quota before the door opened.

"Finally, I was... beginning.... to-" She slowed her speech to a halt. Before her was Spring Periwinkle, but not as she had ever seen her... except for that one time that they never spoke of. College was fun when she wasn't in the lecture hall. Periwinkle was disheveled, her hair completely wild, her breasts - no her whole body - was out on display, covered in a mixture of spit, sweat, and cum. This looked like Berry's kind of party, and she had brought the booze too. She always brought the booze.

"Berry, I got a friend you should meet." The usually pure Periwinkle exhaled, apparently exhausted, but not giving in. Friend? Singular? This might not be a booze type party after all.

Wait, hadn't she wanted a new shirt? Was this why? Why not say so? Berry Punch entered and saw a young stallion messing with some sort of microphone. He put down his toy and looked at her. 'Took him long enough' she smirked, before blinking a few times. Where had that come from? He was barely legal if that, and she was... already sopping wet? She slid her hand beneath the elastic band of her yoga pants, touched her pussy, and brought it up for inspection. Yup, definitely sopping wet. She looked back to him, saw her prize, and smirked.

Seeing the concern on her face as she first entered, I quickly flipped the record button back on and whispered into the mic, "She then knew why. Looking below at his exposed dick, she saw a dick that only a true stallion would have, and she wanted it. She knew why her friend had opened the door in the state she had, and she wanted in."

My classes in speed talking had been worth the price of admission, for no sooner had I turned the record button off, she looked at me from behind her glistening fingers. If I had thought my first conquest was predatory looking, I was in for so much more. This mare dropped her purse on the ground as she walked in, seamlessly removing her yoga pants while walking - revealing her definite lack of panties - in a feat I couldn't explain if I tried, followed by her sports bra. Her full nude glory revealed, she walked up to me, grabbed my chin, and smiled a smile that sent shivers down my spine. The first mare had sent shivers down me, sure, but those were of arousal and pleasure, this mare was sending shivers of fear down me.

"You wanna do me, hot shot?" She asked in a sultry tone that caught me off guard. She seemed ready to kill and fuck me at the same time. I hoped she was going for the latter.

I gulped and nodded as best I could with her hand holding my chin. If I had thought her smile intimidating before, it was far worse now, as her lips parted to show her teeth as they bit down on her lip in what should've been a sexy way, but fell short of that mark with all the 'I'm going to bite your head off' vibes she was putting off at the moment.

"Then we're doing it my way. Periwinkle," She began, turning to look at the first mare I had been with, teaching me her name - a fact that caused me to feel slightly ashamed, "close up the blinds on the show floor, I want to have some fun." Periwinkle nodded and, grabbing the same apron as before, threw it on - and nothing else, to my ever growing, though conflicted, arousal - left the backroom, and set to her task. The new mare turned her ferociously sexual gaze back on me. "We're going to fuck, all three of us. And we're going to fuck where any overly nosy pony will get to see! You got that?" I nodded, fear too powerful of a force in me to have any modicum of sense raise an objection. "Let's go." She shoved me out of my chair. "And take off the rest of your clothes for Celestia's sake! Who wears pants like that to a threesome?" I looked at my cargo pants, only unzipped, still buttoned, my belt unmoved, only with a dick poking out. I quickly took my pants and boxers off and tossed my windbreaker and t-shirt for good measure, not wanting to give her any reason to get physical with any part of me besides the parts I wanted.

Moving to the front area, I found the windows covered by the most rickety set of window blinds I had seen in a while. She wasn't wrong when she said any overly nosy pony would see, a moderately nosy pony might see! Periwinkle was standing by the counter, leaning against it in the nude, her apron tossed over the cash register flippantly. I was anxious to see how this would go, and to my delight, and marginal horror, I wasn't left waiting.

"Peri, I want you to turn around and spread your legs," the new mare ordered in a voice heavy with lust, "I'm going to eat your ass, and this hotshot is going to put it in mine." I was concerned how much control she was exerting, not sure if she might go beyond what was... legal. I desperately wanted to back out, but I knew that all this... this wasn't going to be around for long. I needed to take advantage. It was likely I'd never see these two ponies again, after all, and whatever this feisty mare had planned would be good, no doubt.

Lining up behind my part of the conga line, I lined my dick up for entry. Ahead of me, I could already hear Periwinkle moaning in pleasure.

"Y-yes, oh yes, Berry Punch! Oh! I don't know why I ever turned you away! OH!" Berry Punch then? I squared up, and shove my dick into Berry's ass, sending her forward more into Periwinkle's with a groan of pleasure. I lingered for a moment, relishing the sensation, before drawing back and slamming back down, accelerating my pace as I went, the wet slap of her ass against my crotch echoing in the small store while Periwinkle continued her exclamations, which despite her evident pleasure, were rather subdued in the volume department. Perhaps she was only going along with Berry's idea for the moment, but really didn't like the exhibitionist side of the girl that currently was gobbling up her ass.

Despite only having just cum in Periwinkle's mouth and cunt, I was still able to go - thanks to some soft words spoken into my mic earlier. Berry screamed into Periwinkle's ass, who in turned also let out a muffled scream into her arm as their pleasure hit only seconds before I delivered a load into Berry. I began to pull out when Berry pushed further up against my dick, stopping me from leaving her hole.

"Peri... Peri, dear, eat my ass out now... eat his cum... it's fresh." She gasped, her ecstasy still making her weak. Peri fell to the floor, her breasts slapping against the tile in the most sensual wet slap I had ever heard as she crawled over, positioned herself correctly, and pushed me away from Berry, cleaning my dick off first before cleaning out Berry. I stood there, feeling quite triumphant, but I wasn't quite satisfied, the raging hormones in me having found a far more pleasurable and novel outlet beyond the midnight fap sessions they were accustomed to. Even as Periwinkle cleaned and ate out Berry's cum filled ass, I moved around to the other side and slapped Berry across the face with my still hard length.

"Order's up, got your lunch right here." I said with a smirk, lining it up with her mouth as she lifted her head to look.

"Oh... dick... with a side of ass and spit... my favo-" I cut her off with a well placed dick in the mouth. If Periwinkle's efforts were amazing, Berry's were miraculous! This mare was obviously the more experienced of the two, and tended me with such great care even as she was being tended to out back. I could only imagine how good she was when she wasn't distracted. Maybe I would have to check on that later?

With expert grace, she bobbed her head back and forth - stopping me from my initially intended series of thrusts into her face - her tongue swirling around my dick, occasionally poking out to my balls with brief, but ever tantalizing, visits. Her care might've made me blow early, if not for having just finished in her ass mere moments earlier. Just as I was about to cum, she pulled away from Periwinkle's tongue, sat herself down hard, pulled my dick from her mouth, and let my jizz fall across her face and boobs, which, now that I wasn't entirely terrified of her, I noticed were larger than Peri's. I had no idea what breast sizes meant - A, B, C, Q, 1080p, I had no clue - but Berry was larger than any other pony I had seen, and was even competition for porn stars. The last bits of cum came out, and then she smeared my dick all over her face, wiping off her spit and my spunk from it onto her already messy features.

"Delicious, hot shot, simply delicious." She said in her husky, eager voice. "Now, hop up on the counter, bad boy." I didn't resist, happy to follow her raunchy advise. "Lie back and let us continue doing all the work." I complied, letting my back touch the cold glass of the counter where Periwinkle had first shown Double and me her tits.

Berry suddenly straddled me, sending my dick into her pussy before I could even object, not that I would, I could always tell the recording they hadn't got pregnant. Berry bounced atop me while Periwinkle moved over to my side and lifted my head into her breasts, guiding a nipple into my mouth. In that time I spent with those mare's, I lived like a king, suckling not only on Peri's teat, but life's teat.

We continued like this for a good while, each time in a new area, with a new arrangement. We did it in every section, and I even did my best to fuck Berry with the laser sword, though it really didn't work. So I instead did it with a dildo she had brought... for some reason. Another thing to ask, I supposed.

What had been agreed to be our final round, we did in the back of house. It was just Berry and I while Peri went about cleaning the front of house, not bothering to put anything on as she did, apparently cured of her aversion of exhibitionism from all the practice she got today. There was a lot that needed cleaning, and a few squirts of air freshener weren’t going to cover the many squirts each mare had made in turn, much less my musk.

For our last fling, Berry wanted to do it doggy-style, something we actually hadn't gone to outside in the main area. Fucking her, even though I had done it multiple times before, as I grabbed a glorious asscheek in each hand was still as awesome as every time before, and her unrestrained moans and calls seemed to agree.

"Yes, make me your bitch, oh yes! Oh yes oh yes oh yes!" She screamed so loud I was a little bit concerned she might be heard - only a little bit though. As I continued to plunge into her, her dirty talk egging me on, I plunged deep in her pussy as it quivered around my length, sending bolts of pleasure through my entire system. Honestly, this sensation of not only pleasure, but a mare that loved dirty talk of the deprecating kind, pushed me to places beyond where I'd usually go with anypony, fucking them or not - or at least so I tell myself despite this day having been my first encounter of the sort.

"You are my bitch! You are my slave cunt! Yes! Feel your master's DICK!" I screamed, my voice not quite as loud as her's, but she didn't seem to mind, even as one of my thrusts sent her into the table. Even as my tape player clattered to the floor. And even as the record button got bumped just enough to start catching things.

"Yes, I'm your SLAVE-BITCH CUNT! I can't get enough of your dick! Fuck me, oh, MASTER FUCK YOUR SLAVE CUNT! MASTER!MASTER! MASTER!!!" She screamed, and I loved it. We both climaxed, and neither of us noticed as we slumped, my body falling over hers, as I slapped the tape recorder, resetting the record button.

The mic was never powerful, I had to speak right up against it if I wanted to whisper and still be heard, and though Berry was a good distance away, it would've had to be broken to not hear her wails. The same wails that echoed in our ears as we rested post climax. The same echoes I wouldn't stop hearing for a long while.