My Life on a Cassette Tape

I sat at the breakfast table, picking at my bowl of oatmeal, more consumed in my thoughts than the oatmeal was by my mouth. I looked over every piece of my recent attitude, unsure on how I should feel about it. I had been through a lot, yes, but did that excuse an inch of what I did? Maybe an inch, but if I let myself justify an inch of my actions, I'd end up taking a mile of self-justification. Where had it all started? After I drank from the cup? The fact I had done what I did to get to that position was possibly the actual start. Possibly that then?

Being ready to use Gunther's artifact on him seemed like a good starting point to start from, but then again, maybe being forced to swap into Applebloom had started something. Then again, the lynchpin of all of this was the acquisition of the artifact, but that was kicking the can as far back as blaming all my life problems on my parents doing it - it was an argument, but it wasn't a good or compelling one.

"It's supposed to be hot cereal. I got milk and Choco-Chunko Blastmallows if you want it cold." Berry commented, shoveling another pancake into her mouth. I looked at her, almost wanting to take her up on that since my parents had never wanted to buy me cereal with more than ten percent sugar per serving, but I did like the look of the still hot strawberry oatmeal. I shook my head at her with a smile and started to eat while I thought, which was a losing battle with the conversation that had been unleashed when Berry broke the awkward morning silence between her, Double, and I.

"So..." Double began, clinking a spoon around his mug of coffee, "How did you all meet?" That was the wrong question to ask in front of a mare without a filter between her thoughts and words.

"We met through a mutual connection in Periwinkle." I said before she could make damage entirely irreparable. It was easier to work with a bad lie than to work around the stupidity she'd unleash, true or not. Besides, I had given the technical truth. We really had connected; in various fun ways.

"Periwinkle's the one whose aunt gave her an Arcano-Wagon, right?" Double asked, trying to place names still. I gave him a nod. "Ok then, guess knowing the right ponies gets you places. Thanks again for being cool with Thyme and I crashing here for a short bit."

"It's no problem. The place's now Cress'; so really as long as he's cool with it, I'm not going to get my panties in a twist over it." Berry said, making me cringe on the inside. Labeling the place as mine certainly wouldn't help me much.

"So you ARE a drug lord, Cresh." Double said, waving his spoon at me in a vague gesture.

"Oh yeah, meth lab's out back beside the fields of fucks I grow." I joked with a chuckle, trying to play it off so that he'd drop it.

"I see the harvest has been less than plentiful. But still, how are you able to be the owner of the house? Unless that was a joke; the delivery was just so straight it's hard to tell."

"Trust me, there's nothing 'straight' about Berry." I said, taking another bite of oatmeal, only to get showered by the spit take I got from Double. "Don't tell me that's a revelation. You spent the evening talking with her."

"And like a dozen other ponies!"

"Yeah, and I fucked every one of them! It was like a conference of fucked ponies!" Berry smirked with a cheerful gesture of her cup of nonalcoholic cider. I noted one more time that the happiness that Berry exuded did feel far more genuine than before; far less a concealment of what she hid beneath and more an expression of what she truly felt. That made me happy, but I still didn't ask her. So long as I could help it, no pony would peg me as the one who brought such an odd confluence of events to come to pass. I was glad to hear from the recorder that I hadn't needed to alter any feelings, though in honesty I was more than willing to make it happen to make sure that Berry got this win. My sense of self satisfaction was, however, marginally eclipsed by how FUCKED Berry was making this situation.

"Y-you... heh heh heh, good one." Double smirked, shaking his mug of coffee at Berry. "You had me going there for a second, but I'm getting a read on you." Oh buddy, you haven't got the slightest read on anything. Thinking back on it, she probably had been nearly truthful with that statement. Some, or even most, of the ponies there she had fucked, others she had fucked near. Contact high as it were. Berry gave him a smirk that could've been read as an admission of guilt either way, whether saying that she had joked about it or really had fucked the ponies in that room. I certainly hope to not have to expose the truth of that to Double or Thyme while they were here.

"I'm gonna go see how Thyme's doing with... Periwinkle?" Double said, looking to us for confirmation. I looked to Berry, not sure where Thyme had actually gone, having payed more attention to my thoughts at the time.

"Raven primarily, but Periwinkle might be there too. Upstairs, second door on the right. Be sure to knock first. We girls can be a bit frisky and I don't want you getting caught in the crossfire Mr. V-Card Premium." Double didn't blush or act offended at that, but simply sighed.

"Yeah, it's a waste. I pay my twelve bits a week to get special access, and all it gets me is a condom in the mail and a catalog of all the hot singles in my area that are grateful for my sacrifice. Real good wank material, but terrible incentive to keep paying. Doesn't even get me a discount at any stores. They just call me a perv when I show them - and let's be honest, with a V Card, I'm the last pony that should be called a perv." Berry looked at me with a smirk and a cocked eyebrow.

"You two are definitely related."

"And how's that?"

"You both don't know when to stop a joke." I snorted, pushing my bowl of oatmeal away.

"Anyway," Double said before slamming back his mug of coffee, "I'm heading up stairs to check up on their progress."

"Bet you five bits they aren't finished." Berry said before he could leave. Double turned his head towards her slowly, looking at her like she had a third tit.

"And why's that? They've had an hour and Thyme usually only takes about twenty minutes."

"Beyond the fact I'd love to know how you know that with your V Card in one piece," Berry said as she stretched a tad, her boobs rising pleasantly before flopping back down happily in what was designed to be a nonchalant movement that stank of intention, "Because there are either two or three mares up there who are each talkative in their own way and they all have one mirror to share and each have phones. If they haven't taken twenty pictures in that mirror by now..." Berry pondered this for a second, "If they haven't taken twenty pictures in that mirror, I'll text you a picture of me topless." Double was certainly intrigued, an effect, no doubt, of the display Berry had just made. She had been setting herself up for this, and we both knew it, and maybe even Double knew it.

"And what happens if they've taken fewer?" Double asked, crossing his arms over his chest, taken in the trap. Latching on hook, line, and sinker.

"You have to send me a pic of your mare's tits - be sure to include her wonderful smiling face. I want to remember whose tits I'll schliking myself to." Double drew back form this.

"I ain't sending you a picture of my soon to be bride, that's asking a bit much." Double rebutted, not sounding angry, but more surprised than anything.

"Fine, I'll settle for a dick pic." Berry said, waving him off. "You can give me that if you lose, right? Me seeing it won't be cheating on her since if I stick in up my snatch my phone wouldn't have voodoo powers over your schlong." Double sputtered for a bit. He had fallen to the classic Berry stratagem: push the envelope a good distance further than you wanted to hit to draw it back to where you want it in an area that was only slightly less sexual. I assumed that was a classic stratagem based on how easy she went into it.

"You want me to take a schlong pic for you if I lose? Usually that would be what guys are asking to do or just doing either way." Berry shrugged in response.

"I'm cataloging them. Plus I like playing dick roulette."

"Dick... roulette." Double said slowly, the concept working through his slowly working brain. "What... what exactly does that entail?" Berry smirked, leaning forward, showing a bit of cleavage to my cousin.

"I grab my phone," She said in a sultry tone, placing said phone on the counter with a sly smirk, "and then I open the album of dicks I got pictures of, and then I flick through the entire roll for a bit and then whichever I land on I scream the name of as I stare at it while I pump a dildo into my dripping wet pussy."

"T-TMI?" Double said weakly, not sure what to do as he wanted to look at the mare's cleavage, but also wanted to leave.

"Not enough info, I'd say." Berry said, straightening her posture as she moved her hands to fondle herself for a second. Double definitely wanted to stay to see how this would play out, but his mint condition V Card wasn't that way without reason - self control befitting a guard pony was one of the reasons I expected.

"I'll heading upstairs now." He said simply, turning about and moving away towards the stairs. I smirked, watching him go, his loss was to be my gain.

"Berry." I said teasingly as Double went upstairs, causing the mare to turn about, batting her eyelashes innocently. "Look what you've done, teasing my cousin like that." I said pointing my hands to my tented pants.

"I'm so sowwy!" Berry said, bending at the waist to inspect the tenting with a pout. "What should I do to help you, Mister? Would a kiss work?"

"Yeah, a kiss would work, but it's a special kind of kiss." I said, dropping my pants right there in the kitchen. "You see, what you do is take out your tits, wrap em around it, run em up and down it while squishing them together around it and occasionally kissing the head with your lips. When it shoots it's white stuff over you it's saying it accepts your apology." Berry smirked at me before moving to her knees and removing her shirt, revealing her lack of bra - not a huge surprise all things considered.

Hefting her breasts, she positioned herself to let them flank my rigid dick and began to press down and shift them back and forth, occasionally popping the head in her mouth. The sensations I was getting from down below were shouting at me, asking why I hadn't done this sooner - my eyes tended to agree with that sentiment. As for Berry, she was obviously skilled in this technique - either that or her large tits helped her to have a natural ability to do it in such a way that I was hard pressed whether I enjoyed this more or sex.

Sex, it was definitely sex.

As she continued to push my limits, occasionally swirling her tongue around my lower head, I heard footsteps at the stairs. A few weeks ago, being told I would be getting treated to some excellent paizuri technique in the same mare's house while I was being threatened with imminent discovery that I should've seen coming from the start, I would've asked which porn company wanted a totally unimpressive looking model so I could sign up faster.

Summoning all my acquired stealth sex skills from years of watching porn, instead of stopping what I was doing, I ushered Berry over while opening a mostly empty cupboard inside the island in the middle of the kitchen. How Berry never used it, I didn't know, but she was using it now as she took the initiative and popped the middle shelf out of the way and got into position while pulling my pants up from around my feet, redoing the buttons and belt, letting the shaft stick out proudly to continue receiving attention. My life was a porn flick, it was just that simple. My life was on a cassette tape, and that cassette was full of the sounds of fucking and the sobbing of broken hearts. It was a mess, but it was my mess.

Looking to the entrance to the kitchen, I watched in excitement, more so of the southern region kind, at the expected entrant. Instead of my cousin, I watched as Periwinkle walked in, stretching her back, her t shirt doing a nice job of showing off her midriff when she raised her arms.

"So..." Peri began, smacking her lips as she looked lazily about the kitchen, "where's Berry?" The mare in question knocked twice from her hiding spot. Periwinkle stopped at that one, moving around to witness the depravity. Looking between me and her, she sighed. "Mind if I join?" It wasn't so much her sultrily inserting herself into the situation and more asking if I wanted to take the last donut. I did, in fact, want the donut.

"Sure, go on ahead." I said with a goofy smile, already well pleased with the scenario, not sure why I'd ever want to stop being scandalous when I had to switch from being scandalous with one mare for being scandalous with two. "I think the cupboard's got space. What you thinking, Berry?"

"Yeah, Twilight got me ridiculous cabinetry. I barely fill out half of it, and that means both of the things you're thinking of."

"You tried fucking your furniture?" Periwinkle asked with a smirk that told you that she knew she was being facetious.

"All three things you are thinking of then." Berry replied nonchalantly after a moment of consideration. It seemed you had to get up exceedingly early in the morning to catch her off guard - possibly never going to sleep at all would help. Peri didn't dignify Berry with a response as she sidled her way inside the oddly spacious cupboard and then realized she needed to take off her shirt. Adjusting herself, she removed her shirt and then her bra, before turning her attentions to the dick in the room.

"You wanna sandwich it? Give four boobs a job instead of two?" Periwinkle asked Berry as she adjusted herself to the cramped scenario.

"Sure, though it is going to be a tight procedure."

"Was it not going to be?"

"It might've not been, but then this fat ass showed up. Oh, and then you popped in." I stifled a snicker at that one. The two mares arranged themselves properly, and began to give me a heaping helping double paizuri... was that what it was called? I honestly didn't care at the moment 'cuz my dick was getting fucked by four boobs.

"Ha! They only took thirteen photos! Still more than I expected, but unless my math skills have betrayed me that's less than twenty!" Double proclaimed as he entered the kitchen. Oh yeah, porno, almost forgot. "Where's Berry?" He asked, looking around for the mare. Please don't knock, please don't knock, please don't knock, byCelestia'sSunandLuna'sMoonandStars DO NOT KNOCK!

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Fuck you Berry.

As if sensing my panic like a shark detecting blood in the water, Berry had done the unthinkable. She had actually called us all out in front of my cousin. She wasn't just sinking the ship to spite the captain, she was sinking the entire armada to spite the Rear Admiral.

Needless to say, the knock peaked Double's interest, and I was in a bad position, especially since Periwinkle and Berry were exchanging heated words in hushed tones beneath the cabinet - hushed tones I bet he could hear slightly. I desperately wanted to misdirect him, but I never had succeeded in knowing how to throw my voice, one of the few vocal skills I hadn't gotten down despite great effort and practice - not that being able to throw your voice made much difference on radio shows.

"They're uh... she's uh..." I flubbed the entire delivery, even as Double moved around to look at the scene before him. It was at that moment that Berry decided to maneuver her arms to both hoist and press her boobs together while gaining a free hand to fish out and fondle my balls, all while swirling her tongue around the head of my already excited dick. It then hit me, the realization that is, that they hadn't stopped the tit-fuck while arguing. It also then hit me that Berry had just pushed me over the edge. The third thing that hit me was, despite my wishes by that point, not a frying pan, but the knowledge that I was going to cum in front of my cousin.

My cousin who was about to be married. The cousin who was still a technical virgin. The cousin who likely had only ever seen a dick in porn and biology text books. That cousin was about to see not only my junk, but my junk sandwiched between two pairs of fine tits, and beyond even that, he was going to witness it in action.

Go big or go home I guess.

Suddenly the sensations rushed in all at once as Berry's technique broke me from my thoughts that all struck like a lightning bolt of clarity. Muscles contracted, chemicals flowed, and boy howdy, I wasn't sure if it was the paizuri or the scandalous nature or both, but the feeling hit like a BISON. I grabbed the counter as I came HARD, straight all over their tits and faces. The orgasm kept going, longer, it seemed at the moment, than any other I had ever had had.

Coming down from the high, I looked at my mares, and noticed them covered quite nicely in my cum. I had given them the mega load. I slowly looked over to Double who was processing this. I slid my dick out of the situation and motioned for him to take a picture with the phone he already had out and on the camera app, though he had expected only one of the mares before him to show him their titflesh. Berry and Peri took the hint and posed in such a way to lock lips while letting their spunk coated boobs take center stage. Double tapped his phone once... twice... three times? Berry and Peri began to clean each other off in the most unnecessarily sensual way. He took that as a sign to switch to video. He'd enjoy this for days to come without a doubt.

I took the moment to clean off my dick with a paper towel, taking the moment to also swear near to never again clean my junk off with paper towels. Tissues or mares... or Gunther after a punishment.

"So..." Double began, looking at his phone as the two mares got dressed, "drug lord is out I suppose." That was a good thing, but I hated to think what he- "Pimp?" There we go.