Author's Note

Kinks: Pent up griffon, getting what she wanted, cute fluffy sex, offscreen competitive sexing, what has she unleashed.

008 - And Then They~

“Okay Dweeb, we’re getting you some clothes.” Gilda announced. “Flutters, Snow, you two are in charge. If the ones we met yesterday show up, Dash you can go ahead and fuck. Gabs… if you’re feeling it, cool, if not entertain the giraffe.”

“Yes ma’am.” Gabs snapped a salute from the couch.

“We’ll play parents.” Flutters giggled, as she browsed the Chat.

“Why not.” Snow shrugged as he tossed some strawberries into the blender.

“I’m an adult too, ya know.” Dash complained.

“And when you start acting like one, I’ll be sure to treat you like one,” CC noted out loud. “Okay, fine, fiiiine,” he relented as Gilda started pulling on one of his wings. “I’ll grab my wallet.”

“Good.” Gilda nodded. “Gabs, plans for if our new acquaintances show up?”

“I’m watching Naruto, I don’t have any sexy plans.” Gabs shook her head and looked back to the TV.

“Fair.” Gilda shrugged.

“I’m sure chat can come up with something if you feel the need,” CC noted out loud. “Okay, keys, wallet, got everything. Let’s go before you pull out my primaries.”

“Please.” Gilda snorted as she shut the door behind them.

“Dash. Smoothie?” Snow asked, as he started the blender.

“Sure.” Dash said from her spot, slouching on one of the comfy chairs.

Fluttershy blushed.

“What is it?” Gabs asked, noting the yellow pegasi’s reddening face.

“Just… Chat… Teasing me.” The yellow mare pouted a little.

“What, wanting Snow’s massive D?” Dash snickered as she tapped at her phone.

“I am not massive, at least not compared to CC.” Snow stated as he handed a glasses of pinkish smoothie to Dash.

“You’re still endowed though.” Gabs pointed out.

“Well… I guess?” Snow flushed. “At what point did I become comfortable with talking about my penis?”

“Who knows, it kinda just happens.” Dash shrugged, smirking as she looked back to her phone.

“I bet you have a very nice penis.” Flutters said softly.

“Eh-hem… Thanks.” Snow flushed and plopped down next to Gabs, crossing his legs.

“Soooo…. We do have company coming.” Dash announced.

“Angel give you a booty call?” Flutters asked, blinking at the blue mare.

“Maaaaybe.” Dash smirked. “She may be on her way here.”

“Of course she is.” Flutters rolled her eyes. “Make sure to stay hydrated between rounds. Unless one of you is a, one and done.”

“Pffft, me? Please.” Dash snorted.

“And yet you’re dead to the world whenever CC makes you cum.” Gabs pointed out.

“Fuck you.” Dash scowled.

There was a knock at the front door.

“I think she would prefer that.” Gabs waved towards the door.

“...Do we even know my waist size?” CC pointed out, staring at the wall of pants. “I don’t carry a tape measure on me.”

“We can check the tag on your shorts, dork.” Gilda chuckled. She tugged at his waistband a bit. “Ah, these are… size thirteen.”

“And they don’t quite fit, so we should...try a twelve, I guess,” the stallion nodded, picking a few appropriate pants out of the cubbyholes they were stored in. “Maybe a few shirts to work out in.”

“Probably just a pack of tank tops, or t-shirts.” Gilda nodded. “Hell, we might find some kind of nerdy shirt for you to go around in.” She nudged him with an elbow.

“Stranger things have happ-” The stallion cut himself off as he glanced over at the t-shirts. “Wait, is that…” He carried a few pants over to the table as he looked at something. “Hah. Well I guess this works.”

He held up a bright blue shirt, emblazoned with some sort of symbol that Gilda didn’t know much about. But he seemed happy to have it. Thus...it was probably some sort of nerdy shirt.

“There you go.” Gilda gestured. “Wanna find another one before we find some pants to try on?”

“I’ve got a few pant- wait. No.” The stallion looked at another pile of shirts and picked another one up. This one was grey, but with a similar symbol to the other one, done up in rainbow-esque decals on the front. “Two. Two shirts? One I could believe, but two?”

“Hey, at least you found something.” Gilda smiled. “Now, unless you want to keep looking, fitting rooms.”

“Over there,” the stallion gestured with one hand. They began making their way over, and before he stepped into the dressing room area proper, he coughed slightly, looking at the hen.

“Um, I don’t think they’d appreciate it if you went back there with me,” he mused.

“I’ll wait out here, maybe check in to see how they’re doing.” Gilda shrugged.

CC sighed in relief as he went back to the changing area, ready to try on his new clothes.

“Now let’s see how they’re doing…” Gilda mused aloud.

Dash was shoved into the wall as Angel smashed her lips into Dash’s.

“Hey! Hey! Take it upstairs!” Flutters pointed an angry finger at the stairs and the pair quickly made a dash towards them.

“Huh, everything seems fine.” Gilda shrugged. Then the feed shuddered for a moment, before showing one of the guest rooms as an option. Clicking it revealed Dash, who was tossed onto the bed, and she was quickly straddled by the canine form of Angel.

And then things got lewd. Well, lewder, seeing as how they appeared to have had their clothes vanish since the last time Gilda had seen Dash.

Gilda blinked. “I’m not surprised.” She blushed, looked around, then walked into the fitting rooms. Her stallion was the only thing there. She knocked on the door. “CC? Open up.”

The stallion stood up so that he was looking over the top of the door. “Uh...G?” He blushed a little. “I’ve...kind of only got one of the pairs of pants on.”

“Good, open up.” She ordered in a way he knew very well by this point. The stallion gulped, standing back from the door, before unlatching it and letting her have access to the room. She closed and locked the door behind her, only to immediately press him into the mirror on the wall. Her beak mashed into his lips as she tugged her shirt up and started unlatching her bra.

“F-fuck, G,” CC panted as he got a break when she pulled her shirt off. “What’s...gotten into you? Normally you’re not this-”

“Dash is fucking that bitch and I’m jealous.” She panted, undoing her pants button as she nipped at his neck.

“Ohgeeze,” CC huffed, holding the hen closer. “So, what were you planning on do-”

She pushed her tits into his chest as her pants dropped. Then she started to tug his down. “Sweetie, I wanted to be good. But I need this…”

“O...okay, how about…” CC managed to maneuver them so that they were near the small bench, before sitting down on it, hard. He pulled his pants off himself, letting his boxers be the only thing between Gilda and his length. “I’m sure we’re going to get all the complaints, but as long as you don’t break the bench…”

She tugged at his boxers, letting his length out. Her hot, already fluttering, lips pressed into his tip and she unintentionally dragged her damp lips down his shaft. “D-dammit.”

“If, you need it, that badly,” CC huffed, “Then just...I won’t hold it against you if we just fuck for once. You’re all the foreplay I need.”

She grabbed his shaft. “For once, fuck foreplay.” She panted as she made him part her lips. She gave a breathy pant as she slowly lowered herself down his length.

The two set a steady pace of her raising and lowering her hips up and down his length, and CC bucking occasionally to meet her gyrating hips. Then, he did something she didn’t expect.

In the middle of her bucking her hips back down, CC grabbed onto her ass with both hands, stood up, and forced her to lock her legs around his waist as he bounced her on his dick while he was standing up, supporting her with his hands.

She chirped. Then squawked. Her talons pressed into the walls and she did everything in her power to not gouge talon marks into the walls. Her tunnel squeezed at him as she let him take over.

“Gonna...fuck foals into you...here,” CC muttered. “It’s...what you want, right?” His thrusting hadn’t stopped, if anything, he’d started going harder with gravity’s help to bring her up and down so quickly.

“N-not on b-birth c-control.” She gasped out, burying her face into his shoulder. “Fuck a bun into this oven. Pump me full of that foal batter. Fuck- gimme a kid!” He felt her squeeze him even harder as her juices started rolling down his shaft.

“One? Fuck...that noise, I’m gonna give you a whole clutch,” CC promised, thrusting hard enough to bump into the end of her tunnel before visibly restraining himself. “You’ll be walking funny for days,” he promised. His length twitched at the thought. “And we’ll show off how you grow day by day with my kids...over and over again~”

“Please. Please!” She begged, still trying to keep her voice down. Whispering her needs into his ear. “Gimme. I need that!”

CC used one hand to bring Gilda’s head down to meet his in a kiss as he finally let loose inside his hen. Mostly to keep his grunting from cumming down, but also to keep her screams quiet when she eventually came as well. He wouldn’t be satisfied with one load, either...he was going to give her at least one more while they were here.

“What do you think is taking Gilda and CC so long?” Snow asked as Gabs sat and watched the TV, as he simultaneously tried to ignore the very lewd noises coming from upstairs.

“Knowing them- Nah- Knowing Gilda. Something’s gonna get her hot and bothered, so she’s probably banging in the dressing room.” Gabs glanced over at him.

“Really? I’d think they’d have more self control than that.” Snow frowned.

Gilda squawked as she was bent over. Her talons were against the wall, and she was dripping her lust onto the floor as CC ruthlessly pounded her.

“Them? Self control?” Gabs blinked then burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Flutters asked as she came back downstairs. “They’re taking a break by the way.”

“Good.” Snow sighed in relief.

“CC and Gilda are probably banging.” Gabs said to the butter mare as she sat down.

“Yeah, probably.” Flutters nodded.

The lady at check out was blinking at them, as if she either knew what they’d done, or she recognized them. Both were an option.

Gilda was a little uncomfortable and her legs were a little sore, but beyond that, she was fine.

“Is there a problem?” CC asked, tilting his head slightly in confusion.

The mare shook herself. “No. Nothing. Just deja vu.” She said as she started ringing them up.

“Gilda? CC?” CC blinked. He knew that voice.

“Miss Harvest?” Gilda asked. “Didn’t CC run into you not long ago?”

“Yeah.” The kirin smiled. “You’re both looking well.”

“I managed to get him in shape.” Gilda patted his stomach. “Well, help. Hey, are we allowed to call you by your first name now?” She smirked at the mare.

“Oh please don’t.” Harvest groaned, face-palming with a blush on her cheeks.

“What, afraid that Fertile Harvest sounds too much like a pornstar name?” Gilda snickered.

“Not gonna lie, it kinda does,” CC admitted. “But hey, nobody’s telling you to do porn.”

“Right. Yeah.” Harvest coughed lightly into a fist. “That would be… something. Not that I… No, no that would be inappropriate.”

“It’s not that bad actually.” Gilda said.

“As I’ve seen.” Harvest said with a smile.

All three froze for a moment. There was silence for a few seconds.

“I thought I recognized you.” The mare at the checkout counter said aloud. “Sorry! Ignore me! I’ll just… keep ringing you up…”

“Well, as long as you don’t expect a performance on demand,” CC quipped. “We don’t do that. Just tell me what I owe you for the clothes.”

“Fifty-three, sixty.” The mare said, trying to maintain composure.

“And I’m going to go continue my shopping before I embarrass myself any further.” Harvest said with a wave at the pair.

“See ya, Teach.” Gilda waved and turned back towards her boyfriend.

“Well, that was fun,” the stallion mused, having already swiped his card. The reader flashed a few times before the transaction was paid for, and he smiled at the mare before starting to take the bags of clothes up in his arms.

“And let’s go see how much of a mess the house is.” Gilda chuckled. “Shit…” She leaned against her stallion. “My legs are still a tiny bit wobbly.”

“Lean on me until we get to the car,” CC suggested. Then he leaned in and whispered to her the other half of his sentence. “You won’t need them when we get home anyways. I’m gonna fuck you until your brain breaks.”

“Mind if I rub myself off in the car?” She whispered back.

CC waited until they’d hobbled out of the store to reply. “Not really, no, it’ll keep you wet for when I throw you onto the bed and fuck you through it.”

“O-ho-ho Baby…” Gilda groaned. “Can’t wait.”

“Got damn…” Angel laid on the couch in only her underwear. “Why do you have such a talented tongue?”

“I dunno?” Dash just shrugged. “I normally bang dudes.”

“This is true.” Flutters agreed.

“Well fuck me then…” Angel flopped an arm over her eyes.

“She already did.” Gabs pointed out.

“And I will be back, I am going to… do things, because… stuff.” Snow said awkwardly walking towards the stairs.

“Oh no!” Flutters got up. “You okay?”

“Just overstimulated.” Snow said with a sigh as he plodded up the stairs.

Flutters gave a glance at the other girls. Dash and Angel both gave her a thumbs up. Gabs grinned. Flutters took a breath and followed the stallion.

Snow’d shut the guest room door. She bit her lip and knocked softly. “Snow? Can I come in?”

“Fluttershy?” He actually yelped. “U-ummm… Well…”

“Can… can I help you?” Flutters offered.

“S… Sure.” Came the tentative response.

Flutters opened the door and saw Snow sitting on the bed. He had a pillow over his lap as his pants were around his ankles.

“Hi.” Flutters said, shutting the door behind her.

“H-Hi.” Snow blushed.

Flutters walked over and sat next to him. “U-ummm… A bit… excited?”

“More than a bit.” He nodded, blushing even more.

“Can… I… ummm…” Flutters took a breath. “Snow. I’m going to be blunt and assertive.” She took another breath. “I like you. I like you and I want to help get you off because you’re probably very pent up from being around all these mares all day.”

“Yeah… umm.. Little bit…” He nodded. “And… I like you too.”

“G-good.” Flutters nodded. “Th-that’s good…”

“S-so… ummm, how do you…” Snow audibly gulped.

Flutters decided to take the lead, slowly taking hold of the pillow and tugging it off his lap. Immediately his cock sprang up and bumped into her hand.

“Sorry!” He jumped.

Flutters giggled. “It’s okay.” She smiled at him. “It’s very okay.” She lightly brushed her fingertips over his shaft, causing him to shudder. “What would you like?” She asked softly.

“D-do whatever you want?” He replied, gulping a little.

Flutters took a breath and tugged her shirt up and off, dropping it onto the bed. “W-want to see them?”

Snow nodded dumbly as the mare wrapped her hand around his shaft, and started to lightly stroke him. She reached her free hand back and unclasped her bra. She briefly let him go, giggling as he twitched. She dropped the bra to the bed and lightly pushed him back onto the bed.

He blushed as she stood up and dropped her pants and panties. She crawled up onto the bed and straddled him, his cock pressing into her ass cheeks. “Wanna feel them?” Flutters giggled, cupping her breasts.

He nodded and she took his hands. She slowly guided his hands up until he cupped her. She gave a soft sigh as he started to gently squeeze and fondle her. She pressed back into his cock and ground her ass against it. He groaned at the contact. She bit her lip as she rubbed her damp lips over his shaft.

He squeezed harder, causing her to gasp and rub herself against him faster. She whined, pressing herself against his shaft and rubbing over his length. With a soft moan she leaned in and kissed him.

She squealed as he squeezed her hard. She felt his cock twitch and spasm. She could feel him shaking as he started to cum. The very thought sent her over the edge as well. Her hips pressed against his as they climaxed together.

They came down slowly. Simply content to hold each other and enjoy their mutual afterglow.

For the moment, this room was taken.

“Welp. Flutters is finally getting some.” Gabs commented.

“Bout time.” Dash snorted.

“That would be so cute, but it’d be rude to film their first time.” Gabs nodded, glancing over at the pegasi.

“And I think I’m recovered enough.” Angel said, getting up and stretching. “I’m gonna grab my clothes and head out. Dash, call me.”

“Definitely.” Dash nodded. “See ya.”

Angel gathered her stuff as Dash lounged and Gabs kept watching TV. It was as she was leaving that Gilda and CC burst into the house.

“Shit.” Angel rolled out of the way of the pair.

“Sorry!” Gilda said, looking very flushed. “We, just… We’ll be upstairs.”

“Yeah, we have...things to put away,” CC agreed. He and Gilda all but leapt up the stairs, the bags he was carrying swaying dangerously with each step.

Huh. Hadn’t they gone out to buy clothes? A lot of Gilda’s seemed to be on the floor up to the bedrooms.

Gilda virtually leapt onto the bed as CC slammed the door behind them. “Take me. Fuck me. Fuck me now, Dweeb!”

CC had stripped out of his clothes in the time it took Gilda to get in position, easily landing in position and sliding his hard cock into her needy hole. “Mmmph. Gonna have to keep screwing you every day to get you used to being stretched for when the kids come,” he pointed out.

“Oh, CC… Keep talking.” She groaned, wrapping her legs around his hips and squeezing him against her. He leaned down, using one hand to brace himself against the bed while the other molested one of her breasts.

“I, am going to fuck you until your mind warps,” he promised. “My beautiful, strong, sexy catbird. I am going to make you feel so loved that you will feel empty when I’m not cramming another load in your cunt.” Even as he talked to her, he was pistoning his hips back and forth, giving her as much cock as she could handle with every thrust.

“W-with all that l-love.” She managed to get out. “Sh-should’ve been born a changeling.” She giggled, moaning loudly, shamelessly, as her breasts bounced with every thrust.

“They’ll be jealous of how much is poured out in this house,” CC promised, now using both hands to brace himself as his thrusting picked up a notch in intensity. “You are going to wake up and go to bed each morning well fucked.”

Her hips wildly bucked into his, humping into him with no concern as to matching his thrusts. “Gonna cum. Gonna Cum!” She chirped.

“Then do it, my sexy bird,” CC cooed, using one hand to cup one of her cheeks momentarily, before going back to screwing her. Wait, was he...he was. He was going to fuck her through her orgas-

She shrieked like an eagle as his hips were sprayed with catbird cum. He could feel her walls spasming and twitching around his cock.

And CC kept going, his thrusting only stimulating an already over-stimulated bird even more. He either had been drained a bit from their earlier sessions, or was trying to make good on his promise to break her.

“Cum in me!” She cried out. “Again! More! I need it!”

“Oh, I will, but first…” CC put his hands under Gilda and heaved-

And now he was sitting back, Gilda in his lap as he humped up into her as she leaned on him for support. “First, I’m going to fuck you senseless,” he promised. “And once I know you’ll never forget this day, I’ll give you load after load~”

Her hips twitched and spasmed and his cock was clenched in a vice as more cum splattered against his hips. Her mouth opened, she gave out chirps and groans as she gave panting, gasps of breath.

CC used one hand to bring her head in for a kiss as he just kept humping, his cock only twitching a little as he kept using Gilda’s cunt as a fleshlight. Eventually he broke away from her beak and smiled at her. “Just let me know when you’ve had enough,” he teased. “I’ll be sure to not stop~”

Her talons grabbed his wings and squeezed as she pressed her gushing pussy into the base of his shaft. His flare pressed into her last barrier.

“Such a needy bird,” CC grunted out. “Who’s a good breeding bitch?” he teased, using one hand to grip Gilda’s ass and squeeze. He was pretty close to dumping a third load in her, but he wanted her to say it first.

“Ahhh- Me!” She cried out.

“What’s your name?” CC thrust up, making the hen bounce. Just...nearly…

“B-breeding B-bitch!” She shrieked, then bit down onto his shoulder. CC gasped, even as his cock flooded her womb with his third load of the day. He gripped the hen tight, holding her against him as he came like a firehose.

Gilda collapsed against him, her body finally giving out. She gave soft, tired mewls.

CC held still for a minute or so, his cock eventually petering out as he finished filling her.

Then he started gently bucking back and forth again.

Was...was he not done?

“I made you a promise,” he said into her ear. “And I intend to keep it.”

It was going to be a long night.