Asmodeus’ Book of Lust: Main Characters

by Nephilim

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Porn, Fetish, Profanity, Non-consensual, Sex, Human, Main 6, Anon, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 14999

My erotic tales with the Mane 6 and them some

Random clopfics containing human x pony action. Will only contain straight clop.
Contains: drunk sex, being caught, face-sitting, hardcore throat-fucking

Published 2020-07-01 03:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2020-08-10 23:15:11 UTC

A Quick Workout

“Come on! Wake up, wake up, wake up!” Alex could feel the bed shake, ruining his sleep. He groggily opened his eyes to see a cyan pegasus with a lustrous rainbow mane. Her magenta eyes were glimmering with happiness and joy. “Come on, wake up!” Rainbow kept jumping on the bed, until Alex finally opened his eyes. “Alright, you’re awake!”

“Goddamnit, how could I not be?” He asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice. He slowly got up and rubbed his eyes, trying to get them to focus like a projector portraying something on a screen. “What is it Rainbow? It’s only...” he flipped the alarm clock to face him, “seven in the morning.”

“I know, but there’s a brand new gym that just opened up and I want us to be the first ones to try it out!” She started flying circles around him, her wings creating a cold current to move around the room, which only made Alex pull the sheets up higher.

“Ugh, did you check when it opens?” he asked.

“Does it matter? I just want to be the first one there!” That’s his Rainbow Dash. Ever since he and Rainbow have been dating, they have been doing almost everything together, mostly just athletic stuff, but he enjoyed it. But there are limits to their relationships that Alex just wishes she could respect, like waking up at 7 fucking A.M.! However, he would do anything to make her happy, so he had to oblige.

“Fuck, fine. I’ll get up.” Rainbow Dash hugged Alex, but he wasn’t ready, and every tired, stiff muscle in his upper body was being squeezed. It was a new pain he felt from Rainbow Dash. They’ve wrestled, got into sport accidents, racing accidents; they've experienced al sorts of pain, but this was a new one for the books. “Fuck, Rainbow, my body!” She released him from her tight hold, and chuckled.

“Heheh, sorry about that,” she apologized. “I’m just glad you’re willing to go with me. Especially at this hour.” Alex looked at her like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“If I hadn’t, you’re find some other method besides jumping on my bed to wake me up.” Alex was still tired, but he smiled warmly at his mate-friend, and she did likewise. “Alright let’s get ready.” He got out of bed and hit the bathroom, to start off the day.

“Man, you are going to love it here. It’ll be way better than the workout room at your place, it’s supposed to have a sparring ring in it too, do you want to go a round or two? I wanna go a round or two!” Rainbow Dash would not stop blabbering about the new gym. Alex was pretty sure there would be no way a gym was going to be open this early. Maybe.

“How about some regular work outs and stretches before we move on to the harder stuff?” Alex said, rubbing Rainbow’s head as she floated next to him. He gazed at her appearance: her workout clothes looked so good on her. She wore a white shirt with black stripes on the sides, along with black shorts with white stripes along the sides. But, the style of the clothes didn’t really matter to Alex. All that mattered was the tightness and it’s ability to show the outline of Dash’s bubble butt. Every time she took a step, her rump would always jiggle, casing Alex to have a boner at the worst possible times. Now, when she’s exercising, those gorgeous cheeks are going to be worked out so much, plus she’s got a pretty dependable workout partner to help her with that.

“Fine, I guess we can try small.” She rolled her eyes as they neared the gym. It was an amazing edifice, but the design of the place wasn’t what they were here for. As they stepped inside, a rush of cold air from a cluster of air conditioners hit them like a small hurricane. The electrical equipment like treadmills and pacers were placed in neat rows and columns, weights were stacked neatly in their racks, there plenty of things to try out for everyone, but fortunately, there was no one else here to take any spots. Not even anyone at the front desk to check them in. There was a little sign on the table that read: GONE OUT, BE BACK AT 10AM, PLEASE COME BACK LATER OR WAIT. Rainbow Dash looked at the sign and scoffed, “Like I’m gonna wait another two hours. So what do you want to do first?” She looked to Alex, who was still gawking at the beauty of the gym.

“Huh, oh, uh, I guess we can start with stretches? Get warmed up a bit?” He suggested.

Rainbow Dash nodded her head and got into a downward dog position, raising her booty-ful booty into the air. Alex, couldn’t help but watch and get a growing erection. “Hey, do you mind, spotting me?” Dash’s voice knocked Alex out of his trance. He looked at her, staring back at him expectantly.

“Oh, shit, sure.” He grabbed her by the waist to keep her steady as she continued her stretches: bending forward, performing hoof taps, arching her back, lots of different positions that made her tushy jiggle like jello. He moved his face down to be directly in front of her delicious plot. He felt the warmth radiating from it as he got closer, barely touching it with his face. He just wanted a taste, just to know how it felt, he wanted to make her feel good.

“Alex, you good?” Rainbow asked, she looked to where Alex’s pants were, which contained his erect penis. She smiled seductively at the sudden surprise. “Geez, first you say you want to stretch, and now you want to go straight to the work out? Just pick one already.” She turned over, revealing the outline of her sweet marehood through her tight pants. “Come on, no ones watching, might as well enjoy it while you can. We’re starting the intense workout right now.” She didn’t have to tell him twice.

Alex lurched forward so that his lips and Dash’s muzzle were aligned with each other, he went in for a kiss, but felt something touch his sides. He couldn’t react fast enough to see what was going on until he was rolled over onto his back, feeling it hit the matted floor with a thud. “Ah, fuck, Rainbow, what the hell?” He rubbed his aching back and looked up at her. She had a seductive look on her face as she bit her lower lip. He felt something rubbing his crotch, and he could see Rainbow rubbing her moist pussy on his shorts. Either these things are really thin, or she’s just that wet.

“I’m going to take the lead here. You just sit back and enjoy the show.” Rainbow Dash said, as she tried to take off her shorts but they were way too tight. “Uh, a little help here?” She had a hint of embarrassment in her voice as she asked for help. Normally, she doesn’t ask for assistance because she claims she can do things on her own, but there are times where Alex’s fingers can get the job done, where Dash’s hooves failed to do so. Alex managed to get her shorts off easily and proceeded to remove his as well, letting his erection experience the cool air and breathe freely. “Mmm, I know you shouldn’t eat, before you workout, but I’m just gonna take this ‘quick snack’,” Dash said. She and Alex both chuckled at the little joke.

“Snack? asked Alex, “This is more of a full course meal, wouldn’t you say?” They chuckled again and Dash proceeded to clasp his balls in her hooves, bouncing it like it was a pouch full of bits.

“Heh, whatever.” Rainbow Dash proceeded to lick the base of his scrotum, fondling it with her tongue and sending waves of pleasure through Alex’s body. Dash worked her way up his shaft, licking and sucking the sides of his cock, letting her saliva dribble everywhere. She moved up towards his tip, licking it in a circular motion, until finally kissing it, leaving a bridge of saliva connecting from the head of Alex’s penis to Rainbow Dash’s lips.

“Wow, Dash, have you been practicing?” Alex asked, huffing and panting for air. “You’re getting really good at this. These are some crazy techniques!” Rainbow Dash looked up at her lover with lust filled eyes.

“I’ve bought some sex toys to practice on,” she replied, stroking Alex’s member with a hoof, “I’ve also been watching some porn lately to see how the pros do it, and I’m glad to see the lessons are paying off.” She proceeded to take on the entirety of his cock in her mouth, coating it with her slimy saliva. She flicked her tongue around his frenulum, causing him to spasm and trying to grasp the floor.. "Wow, that's really sensitive for guys, huh? I guess that's similar to a girl's clitoris." she continued to twirl her tongue around the corona of his tip, trying to bring out his thick semen. "Mf, I tathe thomething," she spoke with a mouth full of human cock, while literally sucking at the tip of his dick, suctioning out the pre-cum that began to pour out from his urethra.

"Holy fuck, Dash. I-" Alex was cut short by a kiss on his lips. Rainbow Dash kissed him with a mix of saliva and pre-cum. Alex couldn't let go of the kiss, one: because he didn't want to disappoint her, and two: because the suction between their lips was too strong to even pull away from. Finally, after what felt like a few minutes, Rainbow broke the kiss. She smiled smugly at Alex, who was panting now.

"How was the taste?" she asked, licking her lips clean of any pre-cum that may have slipped out when they kissed.

Alex coughed hard, trying to make sure he got as much pre-cum out of his mouth as he could. “Uh, it was *cough* definitely something new,” he replied. Rainbow just smiled at him.

“Well, I think I know something you’ll like even better.” She turned around so that her sweet, juicy plot was facing Alex, and her mouth was once again facing his dick. “Huh, you didn’t lose your boner when I kissed ya. Did you like it?” She had a malicious grin like she was trying to torture him with these dirty tricks.

“Ah, fuck you.” They both laughed off the insults and cruel ploys and went back to pleasuring each other. As Rainbow Dash continued to perform fellatio, Alex began sliding his tongue around her labia, brushing over her clit, and circling around towards the center of her vagina. He lapped at the juices that dripped from her cavern and onto his face, moistening him as if he was directly inside it. Rainbow Dash bobbed her head faster, while at the same moving her tongue around his tip, flicking his his urethral opening, lapping up more pre-cum as it flowed like a dripping faucet. “Shit, babe, I’m close!” Alex warned her.

“I’m close too, keep going!” Rainbow screamed, continuing to satisfy his quaking member, as Alex proceeded to plunge his fingers into her crevice. That last push caused Dash to blast out a rain of fluids from her cunt, spraying Alex and the area around him. “Fuuuuck!” Rainbow screamed in ecstasy ash her vaginal lips opened and closed like a valve, controlling the flow of juices.

He couldn’t hold it in either, he had to cum. Alex locked Dash’s head down with his legs, as he released his load down her throat. He could feel it contracting and sliding as his fluids went down her esophagus and into her stomach. He held her down in that position for a few seconds until he was finally tapped out. He and Rainbow collapsed, their bodies exhausted from their “workout”. They panted and gasped for air as they turned to each other, smiling. Rainbow swallowed her “meal” in a single gulp, and opened her mouth to show Alex that there was nothing left.

“Heheh, good girl.” He patted Rainbow’s head like a pet. She smiled warmly at him as she rested her head on his heaving chest.

“Hey, wanna go a second round?” Rainbow asked between breaths. Alex looked at her like she was insane.

“Again? Now?” He wasn’t sure he could go another round, but there was a little over an hour until the receptionist would be back and ponies would come flooding in. Plus, his erection hasn’t gone away yet. He still needs some action. “Eh, I guess, why not.”

They walked over to the weight bench and Alex laid down, while Rainbow climbed on top of him, steadying herself by grabbing onto the iron barbell. “You ready for the ride of your life?” Rainbow asked, while she positioned herself over Alex’s throbbing shaft. She didn’t even wait for an answer as she dropped down hard onto his member, letting it slid easily into her crevice due to the excretions from the last round. Her slimy saliva, mixed with the remains of sperm made a wonderful lubricant. “Haaaah! Fuck you’re big!”

She started moving her body up and down to a rhythm, feeling every inch of Alex’s shaft crawl inside her, reaching to her cervix. She released moans and groans of pleasure as she rode his cock like a wild bull. The sounds of her pussy slamming down on Alex’s drenched groin, only made the act more erotic.

Alex looked up at Rainbow, and Rainbow looked down at Alex, both of their faces were drenched in sweat, their gazes filled with lust and love at the same time. Alex pulled out of Rainbow Dash in a swift, fluid motion, making a popping sound as his penis came out oh her vagina. Before she could react, however, Rainbow’s face soon contorted into a mix of pain and pleasure as she felt something penetrate her anal cavity. Alex inserted his thick shaft into her tight ass. It was easy enough to slip in due to her vaginal secretions lubricating his cock even more than it already was.

“Fuck! Not there!” Rainbow yelled through gritted teeth. She sounded mad, but by looking at her face, Alex thought otherwise. She looked angry, but at the same time, she looked like she enjoyed having her ass get pounded.

“Well, you look like you’re enjoying this,” Alex said. He started to move again, letting his cock slide in and out of her tight asshole, making sure to reach as far as he can to give Dash the most satisfaction. Alex used one hand to reach under Dash and run his fingers along her dripping, wet, pussy. He curled his fingers around every fold and around every crevice, hearing her moan in pleasure as he stimulated both orifices.

He gripped her plump ass cheek with one hand, squeezing it like it was made of rubbery play-dough, and thrust harder, while vigorously rubbing her cunt. He could feel her warm juices spraying all over his hand, and Rainbow Dash moaned at this sudden release. “Haaah! Celestia, fuck me harder! I want to feel your cum, please babe!” she cried out in euphoria.

Alex picked her up and held her in a tight hug, with her legs up in the hold. He thrusted into her ass with a destructive force, she went crosseyed and her mind went blank. He couldn’t hold it in anymore, he could feel the semen building up in him, wanting to be released. He spurt every bit of semen he was storing into Rainbow’s ass, filling it like a cream filled donut. His legs began to quake, and they collapsed onto the floor, their bodies twitching from satisfaction and ecstasy. “Holy fuck,” Alex said, panting and gasping for air, he looked to Rainbow Dash who was doing the same. They both crawled closer together to share a salty, sweet kiss. Her moans would have caused Alex to have another erection, but he was tapped out. There was no way he could go another round after the last one.

Suddenly the front doors opened to reveal a robust pony wearing a manager’s uniform and a company lanyard with the gym’s logo and name on it. He looked at the sweaty, cum drenched couple laying on the floor and then to the wet equipment. “You know, if you wanted to, you could have just used one of the back rooms to fuck.” The manager then walked to behind the receptionist desk and started filling out paperwork. Alex just laid in the little love puddle, trying to register what the fuck just happened.

“Uh, excuse me,” Alex asked, “what do you mean, we can use the back rooms to fuck?”

“It’s just as he said, babe,” Rainbow responded for the manager, “this is a sex gym.” Alex was trying to make sure he heard that right.

“A-a sex gym?”

“Yup, I thought it’d be the perfect place for us, since we both love sex and working out.”

Alex was still trying to wrap his head around all this. How does a world like this have something so sinful as this? “So, that’s why you wanted to come so early?”

“Well, that and because I don’t want to smell other ponies’ musky bodies. I’d rather smell yours all day.” She cuddled into his chest, nearly falling asleep.

“Uh, sir,” Adam turned back to the manager, “where are your showers located?”

Making Learning Fun

The sun peeked through the blinds, it’s warmth falling on Devon’s face, causing him to turn over in order to sleep peacefully. However, that moment was short lived by a crash coming from the foot of his bed. He jumped up with a jolt and tried to focus his eyes on what caused the racket that awoke him from his slumber. As his vision cleared up, he could see a cluster of books sitting at the foot of his bed. From behind the pile, popped the head of a purple unicorn with a purple streaked mane and beautiful purple eyes. Basically just all purple. “Ah, good morning, Devon!” she chimed, smiling brightly and full of energy, whereas Devon was still drowsy and groggy. Maybe because it was seven in the fucking morning?

“Ah, what do you want, Twilight?” he asked annoyed, crawling back under the safety and comfort of the covers.

“It’s time for your daily lessons, don’t you remember?” Oh, yeah, how could he forget? Devon just recently arrived in the strange land known as Equestria where ponies are it’s main inhabitants and magic is an important part in everyone’s lives. He was found by Twilight Sparkle, a princess of the land, who decided to take him in and teach him about this world and friendship, though he was never the type to make friends or find any importance in making one.

“I remember... can’t we do it later? Like at around eight or nine-ish? Preferably in the evening?" He sighed, covering his head with more blanket, but it was immediately pulled off of him, exposing his nearly hairless body to the cold, morning air.

"No, we can't do it in the evening, every lesson is at least two hours."

"Just another five minu- FUCK!" Devon felt something like a taser shock his back, causing him to be launched into the air and fall face first onto the hard, crystal floor of the castle. "Fine, I'm up goddamnit." He picked himself up, rubbing his face to make sure there was no blood or any cuts or bruises. "You couldn't pick a better way to get me out of bed?"

Twilight looked at him with a cocky expression, "If I did, you'd never get out of bed. Now come on, we've got plenty to go over today."

Devon just stood where he was, pissed off at this damn princess. But his anger was soon replaced with shock as he saw the size of her ass as it swayed from side to side when she walked. He could feel an erection growing in his boxers. Dude, knock it off or you're gonna get something even worse that a shock to the back! He shook his head and followed Twilight into a spacious room that was set up like a classroom: books lined the walls, a blackboard was at the front of the room and a single desk sat in front of it for Devon, along with a desk next to the board for Twilight to sit at.

"Now students, if you could please, take your seats?" Twilight addressed the "class". Devon looked around to see if anyone else would be joining him in today's excruciating lesson, but there was no one else in the room. He looked to Twilight to see if she was okay. "Oh, sorry. I just wish I could teach a larger class, so I may be addressing you as multiple ponies, heheh." She blushed in embarrassment and nervously walked over to the blackboard, while Devon took his seat.

"Now then, do you remember the lesson from yesterday?"

"Uhhhh, something about accepting what our friends have to offer, I think?” Devon answered nonchalantly, but Twilight didn’t seem to like that answer.

“Not quite.” She sighed and sat at her desk, head resting on her hooves. “Devon, tell me, why won’t you take these friendship lessons seriously?”

“I just don’t see the importance of friendship. What’s so special about it that I have to sit through these boring classes?”

“So, you think this class is boring?” She raised an eyebrow, like this intrigued her. “Is there any way I can make it more interesting for you?”

“I dunno, maybe some compensation for sitting through these classes. Something to actually make me want to pay attention?”

Twilight tapped her chin with a hoof and thought hard. Suddenly, an idea came to her... a very naughty idea. “Devon, what’s something you’ve been missing since you came to this world?” Twilight asked.

“I’ve been missing a lot of things: some good entertainment, good drinks, meat, sex–“

“Well, what if... I let you have sex with me? At the end of every lesson as a treat, to make you study more on friendship!” Her face began to turn red out of shame and embarrassment. I can’t believe I’m bringing myself so low for this. “What do you say?”

“You put up a hefty bargain, princess. Alright, though I never expected to have sex with an equine creature before, back home such a thing would be considered taboo, but here...”

“Yeah, yeah, so it’s a deal,” Twilight said, looking rather annoyed now. “Now, let’s get back to–“ but she couldn’t get back to the lesson, as she felt Devon’s meaty hand on her head, running his fingers through her smooth, silky hair.

“Not so fast.” Twilight’s face dropped and turned to face Devon. He had a malicious grin on his face that made Twilight cower in fear. “I want a free sample before I fully go with the proposition.”

“Wait, what? Now? But, I thought I said after– AH!” Devon didn’t bother to listen to what she had to say. He picked her up from the ground, her tiny body felt so light in his hands. He gently placed her on her desk and moved his hand towards Twilight’s crotch. “”No, wait, not now! AAHH!” Devon ran his fingers around Twilight’s smooth pussy lips which, to his surprise, were already wet.

“You know, you say you don’t want to, but your body says otherwise.” Devon licked the juices that coated his finger like glazed candy. “Mmm, are all ponies as sweet as this, or just you?” he teased, now inserting two fingers into her love canal, which was now gushing fluids every time Devon moved his fingers around.

I can’t believe I agreed to this! Twilight thought, trying her best not to give in to the pleasure. I have to break free otherwise I’ll– she didn’t want to think about what would happen if Devon continued. Twilight began to stir up some sort of spell with her horn, but she couldn’t concentrate. The feeling of her insides being stirred broke her concentration to cast any sort of spell.

“Oh, we’re you trying to cast some sort of spell to make me stop? Sorry, but I’ll stop when I want to stop!” He thrusted his fingers deeper into her orifice, feeling it tighten around them. Twilight’s moans only made him want to fuck her even more, and causing his erection to slowly grow in his boxers. “Now it’s time for the main course!” Devon removed his boxers to allow his fully erect member to breath freely. He positioned his member to align with Twilight’s pink cunt and thrust it in without any hesitation.

“GAAH!” Twilight yelped in pain, but it soon became devoured by pleasure as she moaned from Devon’s cock forcing its way through her tight pussy. “Please, at least be gentle. It’s my first time.” Devon flashed her a devious smile and immediately began to pound hard into her pink flower. “F-fuck! Not. So. Rough! Aah!”

Every thrust became more and more aggressive as Devon helped himself to this royal bitch. He decided to finally put an end to the torment, otherwise Twilight wouldn’t let him have a chance to do this again. He pulled her off of the table and aligned her muzzle with his cock and shoved it in, causing Twilight to choke on the thick shaft. She made gags and grunts as she engulfed his dick down to the very base. “Almost done, princess. Just gotta take my load, and you’re done for the day.” Devon said, thrusting his cock in and out of her slimy mouth, choking her every time it was shoved back down her throat. Her eyes began to water, causing any makeup on her face to smear her once beautiful face and turn it into a fucked up canvas. “Fuck, here it come!” Devon couldn’t hold it in anymore, he released every single drop of semen down Twilights throat, her eyes bulging from he sudden surprise.

Finally, Devon released Twilight’s head from his grasp and she slid her mouth off of his slobbered shaft. He marveled at his work: the Princess of Friendship looked horrible; her face was smeared with makeup, her hair was sticking in end and frazzled, tears rolled down her face, and her expression looked like her mind was broken, or she somehow passed out with her eyes open. “Alright, princess, I’ll accept your terms. Sex everyday in order for me to actually want to learn magic. I’ll make sure to study hard and earn my reward.” Devon walked out of the room and towards the kitchen.

How could I drag myself to this position? Now I have to do this every day for the sake of teaching him friendship lessons. Twilight curled into a ball on the floor and lid there, hoping the next day would come, and that this nightmare would end.

Author's Note

Short and quick chapter, not really used to writing violent non-con stories. Tips and pointers would be nice for the future. Thanks!

Plowed and Fertilized

Author's Note

I finally got another chapter out after a few weeks of hiatus and writer’s block. This one includes a certain orange farm pony.

Plowed and Fertilized

The summer sun was was unforgiving, and since there were fresh apples to be picked this month, it made life on Sweet Apple Acres even more unbearable. However, for a certain somepony, the sweltering heat and a little hard work have never put her in a foul mood. In fact, it was relaxing for her. Her little helper on the other hand...

“Come on Sammy-boy,” Applejack, the strong, hardworking farm-pony called for her assistant, a five-foot, six-inch tall male human. “Ya gotta work harder if ya wanna keep up with me. Even mah little sister can work harder than you!”

Sam somehow found his way into this land of magic and strange residents after taking a dip in a special secret lake he found in the middle of summer. Unlike the orange farm girl, Sam was unfit, weak, and not that experienced with manual labor.

“I told you, AJ,” he called back, “I’m not that good with this kind of labor, why don’t you just let me work on peeling apples, or making cider, or something?” Anything besides this excruciating job would be satisfying.

Applejack turned back to look at Sam, who was currently trying not to pass out while holding a basket full of apples. “I’d like somepony to work the other stations, but Big Mac and Applebloom are out at a fair, and Granny’s... well... Granny. So you’re the only one to help me out, Sammy.”

Sam just released a defeated sigh. “Fine, can we at least stop for a drink? We’ve been working for almost an hour, and we still have acres of apples to collect.”

AJ thought about it for a moment and decided it was a smart idea to take a break before the weak little human passed out from working in the sun for an hour.

They made their way to the house where Sam was able to collapse in a chair and actually catch a breath of cold, fresh air. Applejack proceeded to pour two cold mugs of apple cider, one of which Sam guzzled in mere seconds.

“Wow, you were mighty thirsty, huh?” Applejack asked, eyeing the human closely.

“Oh, you have no idea,” he responded. “You're used to working in the field since you were young. But I’ve never learned the torments of hard labor until now. I’ve always been an easygoing guy, always partying, drinking, hanging out with friends, and just having fun.”

AJ just smiled warmly at Sam. “You like ta drink, huh?” An idea popped into her head. “How about a drinkin’ contest?”

This seemed to really get Sam’s curiosity, because he shot straight up at attention. “I’m listening?”

Applejack walked over to the pantry and shifted some boxes and bottles around until she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a massive, three-liter bottle of Tipsy Bartender Cider. Sam’s eyes grew wide at the enormous size of the bottle. He looked at the contents of the bottle and found out it’s Alcohol By Volume percentage is 80%!

“Applejack,” he said with quivering lips. “Are you okay we should be drinking something this strong?” He was used to drinking until he passed out, but this looked like it could knock him out in four shots.

“Aw, what’s the matter? Too much alcohol for ya?” she said teasingly. Now if there was one thing Sam hated more than anything, it was being taunted, especially if it was over something competitive.

“Shut up!” He grabbed the bottle with both hands, gripping it tight so that it didn’t slip due to its weight, and filled two mugs with the strong drink.

The smell was bitter like vinegar and pungent to the nose. The color was a golden brown like the leaves of autumn. Sam dipped a finger into the smooth, watery liquid and tasted it. Despite its smell, it was somewhat sweet; not like candy, but like freshly cut apples.

Sam took his cup and Applejack took hers. “One, two, three!” They both yelled in unison and began to chug down their drinks. Applejack was the first to finish. She grasped the bottle and began to pour her second round. Damian followed suit and proceeded to do the same. It went back and forth like this until Sam was beginning to take the lead by the fourth cup.

Applejack’s eyes began to flutter as she tried to keep herself awake and conscious, while Sam was just struggling to take an entire mug of alcohol down his throat without throwing up.

Suddenly there was a large thud. Sam looked over to see Applejack collapsed on the floor, her mug rolling around on the table with alcohol dripping out of it and onto the wooden floor.

“AJ?” She didn’t respond. She was breathing, but she didn't respond. “AJ, are you okay?” Sam began to worry that she may have gone into some kind of alcohol-induced coma or she may have hit her head somewhere. Shit, shit, shit!

He frantically got up from his chair, but all of the alcohol that he drank suddenly kicked in like a huge tidal wave and his vision began to blur. He grasped the table and tried to steady himself as his vision was slightly adjusting and refocusing. His head felt like it was splitting apart and his chest was heavy. Dammit, I knew this wasn't a good idea.

Sam got down and rolled Applejack onto her back, revealing her face: her eyes were closed, but her chest was rising and falling. Her breaths were deep, meaning she was definitely fine. Most of her orange face was replaced with red due to the warm feeling of the booze. Thank God, she's alive. He looked outside to see the sun beginning to set on the horizon. This little pony is gonna need some rest if she's gonna wake up at all.

Sam carried the unconscious pony to his bedroom. Due to his size, Sam's bed is sturdier and bigger than everyone else's - even Big Mac's. He laid her down on the soft bed and pulled the blanket over her to keep her warm as the sun's warmth faded away and the cool winds of the night made their way into the house.

It was at this moment that Sam actually took the time to look Applejack over. She was beautiful. Not only was she kind and strong and hardworking, but she was perhaps the most beautiful pony Sam had ever seen in this world. Rarity, the town fashionista, was of course the most beautiful to everyone else, but to Sam, for some reason, she didn't compare to AJ's beauty.

He ran his fingers through her hay colored hair. It felt coarse and rough due to the many hours of working in the fields under the intense heat of the sun. He then ran his hand down her face. It was actually soft and spongy, not hard and chiseled like he would have expected from a hardworking pony like her. It was almost as if she put on moisturizer every day to look presentable to someone. A thought ran through Sam's mind.

The cold air made its way into the room and through Sam's body, causing him to shiver. He looked over at Applejack who was sleeping soundly and peacefully... and warmly. Maybe I should.... He immediately shook the thought from his mind. I can't do that. It's my bed, but Big Mac and Applebloom will be back soon. I just-

"Ya gonna get in or what?" Applejack asked hoarsely. Sam looked back in surprise at the pony who looked so weak and fragile compared to her strong nature. "What ya starin' at?"

"Geez, Applejack, you almost gave me a heart attack," Sam said, chuckling with happiness at Applejack's quick recovery. "I'm glad you're okay."

Applejack smiled weakly at the worried human. "Thanks. You wanna join me?" She lifted the blanket to reveal an open spot where Sam could lay. He blushed as he thought of sleeping with Applejack.

"W-what about your brother?" he asked nervously. If Big Mac saw him in bed with his little sister... he didn't want to think about it.

"S'alright," she said. Her eyes were hypnotizing, Sam couldn't help but lean closer to her. Suddenly, he felt a kiss on his lips. He was taken by surprise, but he didn't try to fight back, he just let it happen. Sam embraced the farm pony in a hug, not letting her go, even as they broke their kiss just to take a breath.

Sam climbed into the bed and laid on top of Applejack, letting his massive size cover in a shadow her as they continued to exchange their love and passion. He felt Applejack's hoof run down his arm and down his hip until it came in contact with his already erect penis.

"Now I prefer apples," Applejack began, "but I don't mind tastin' you a bit."

Sam moved until his back was on the bed and Applejack was on top of him. She moved down until her muzzle was at level with Sam's throbbing erection. She didn't need help removing his pants as they were already pretty loose. The warm rod of meat slapped her face. She giggled in her drunken state, rubbing her face against the hard shaft. She licked its side, sending a warm feeling up Sam's body. He gasped in pleasure as AJ continued to move her tongue around his shaft. Her tongue traveled up and down; from the glans to the base, occasionally teasing Sam's frenulum causing him to twitch and grasp the covers from the sudden shock.

He couldn't take this teasing anymore, he needed to feel her. Sam grabbed the back of Applejack's head with both hands and forced her down to the base of his dick, causing her to choke and gag as she tried to breath, but couldn't. Sam saw the distress in her eyes and pulled her off of his now slobbered dick. She coughed and spat everywhere, staining the sheets in her spit. Her eyes were watering and her face was red from near suffocation.

"Shit, are you okay?" Sam asked worriedly. "I didn't mean to, I just wanted to fell you and-" but he didn't get to finish his apology as the farm pony went back to sucking on his cock, taking it to the hilt and back up. Sam let the pleasure overcome him. He gripped the sheets as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded through his brain, filling him with endorphin chemicals.

Applejack released Sam's dick from her wet, warm chamber and let the slick, wet rod stand on its own. She smiled at her work, taking in the beautiful scene. "I think your plow's ready, pardner," she said. She laid back and spread her rear hooves to reveal her dripping, winking, pink plot. It was like a gate, opening and shutting, inviting him in to please her. "I want you to plow my field."

Sam didn't hesitate. He grabbed his slick erection and gently inserted it into Applejack's awaiting orifice. The little pony stifled a moan as it slipped in easily. He began to rock back and forth, holding onto AJ's hooves for balance. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure through both of them, the warm wet feeling of AJ's vagina, and the penetrating sensation of Sam's erection.

"Come on big boy! Show. Me. What. You. Got!" Applejack spoke between thrusts. Their groins made a wet slap every time they made contact with each other. Every erotic sound from Applejack's moans to the lewd sounds of their wet bodies made Sam thrust harder and faster.

He was getting close, he could feel his cock growing from the built up pressure of semen collecting in his epididymis. "Ah can feel it,"AJ stated. "Ya just got bigger all of a sudden. Well go ahead, plant your seed in me. I want to grow some nice, healthy apples!" As Applejack said this, she leaned up to kiss Sam as he continued to thrust with all his might, trying to force out all of his pent up cum.

Finally, it happened. A blast of semen exploded from the tip of Sam's dick and through AJ's cervical canal and into her open uterus. The rush of warm, white liquid pouring into her was like heaven on earth. She proceeded to kiss her lover as her vaginal walls squeezed tightly around his dick, letting the geyser of cum spurt small globs until every last drop was drained.

They both collapsed on the bed as the euphoria and pleasure suddenly left their bodies. They both gasped for breath, their chests heaving and lowering with every breath. They looked at each other with passion and love in their eyes. "So," Sam began, "did you mean what you said? About wanting to grow some healthy apples? Or was that the alcohol talking?"

Applejack smiled at the human and kissed him on the lips. "Wadda ya think big guy?" she asked. They both gazed into each other's eyes until the door swung open, startling them. They pulled the blanket up to cover their shameful bodies. Big Macintosh and Applebloom were standing in the doorway staring at Sam and Applejack’s naked, sweaty bodies.

“Hey, big sis,” Applebloom said, “what’re y’all doin’?”

“Uh, we’re just wrestlin’ Applebloom. That’s why we’re so sweaty. Heheh, yeah.” Aapplejack tried her best to lie, after all, she is the Element of Honesty, one of the six Elements of Harmony that have saved Equestria countless times.

“Oh, can I join?” Applejack’s baby sister asked.

AJ’s eyes grew wide with concern. “M-maybe when you’re older and stronger sweetie.” Her eyes then moved over to her older brother who was staring at her and Sam with shock. As Applebloom trotted off to her bedroom, Big Mac slowly closed the door, but not before giving Sam a blazing look of hatred.

“Should’ve known this wasn’t going to end well,” Sam said, looking at Applejack with worry. She looked back at him, but with a smile.

“Doncha worry, if mah brother tries anything with ya, he’s gonna have ta go through me first.”

Sam was a little reassured by this and kissed AJ on the forehead. “We’ll see what happens in the morning. G’night.”

“Love ya, Sammy-boy.” They closed their eyes and waited for tomorrow’s sun to rise for another work filled day. And the wrath of Big Mac.

A Generous Offer

“Anon, dear, could you get that purple box on the right shelf for me?” Rarity, the Ponyville fashionista demanded. Anon reached for a purple box but Rarity stopped him. “No, no, no! The purple one, not the indigo!” Anon looked at the prissy pony with confusion.

“They’re all purple,” he claimed. “How the heck am I supposed to know which one’s purple and which one’s a different color?” Anon didn’t take art, but he knew there different shades of every color, but he would never have guessed someone could organize things based on their shade of color.

Rarity gasped at his assumption. “All purple? Have you no taste in style?” she exclaimed. “There’s purple, violet, indigo, lavender, all sorts of purples! My mane is violet, remember this color: VIOLET!” She got up in Anon’s face, but he didn’t seem intimidated, just a little freaked out.

“Alright, geez.” Anon grabbed the correct box and set it on Rarity’s workbench.

“There, was that so hard?” she asked sweetly.

“Whatever." Anon didn't know why he agreed to help Rarity out with this if he knew how stingy she was. The bigger question that lingered in his mind was how did he get here in the first place. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep one night and waking up in this crazy, magical world. Recently, he's made friends with a group of ponies who just so happened to be the heroes of this world.

Anon sat on the couch as Rarity continued to sow some fabric together for a brand new dress. He looked over at Rarity and noticed something he probably shouldn't have.

While she had her back to Anon, Rarity's tail swished from side to side revealing a winking plot. It opened and closed like eyelids but its center was juicy and pink like a tulip. Now, Anon did find most of the inhabitants of this land to be rather hot, but Rarity always caught his eye' and not just by her flamboyant outfits, but also by her kindness and her generosity. Her personality is what really caught his attention.

As he continued to stare at her winking vagina, he felt a tightness in his pants. He didn't have to look down to know what was going on. He grabbed a couch pillow to cover this obscene object. Rarity turned around to see Anon looking off somewhere else and a pillow over his crotch. She smiled lustfully.

"Anon, sweetheart," she called. Anon perked up along with his package, "would you like a drink for helping me out so much?" she offered kindly.

"Uh, sure, thanks." Anon wondered if Rarity knew what was going on underneath his crotch pillow. If she knew, he'd end up with a right hoof to the face. Or in this case his precious children. Luckily it started to go down, so maybe she won't know.

Rarity set down her materials and tools and made her way to the kitchen where she looked through the fridge for something Anon could drink. "I have orange juice, water, and some tea," Rarity called out from the kitchen.

"I guess I'll take some juice?"

There was no door to the kitchen, so it was wide open and Anon could see everything that was going on. Rarity brought the bottle of orange juice to the counter and began to pour a glass. While she was doing that, she stood in Anon's line of sight with her rump facing him. Her tail swished from side to side, revealing her winking plot. Once again, Anon's member began to grow, forcing him to cover it with the pillow. He looked away but the image of Rarity's soft, marshmallow-colored butt was seared into his brain. There was no way he could get it down now.

"Anon, dear, are you okay?" Rarity asked with concern. Anon looked back to see Rarity approaching him with the fresh glass of cold, sweet orange juice. "You look rather tense. Go ahead and have your drink; it should clear you up." Rarity set the glass on the wooden table in front of him. "And why do you have that pillow on your lap?"

Anon's eyes grew wide as he looked down at the pillow covering his still hard erection. "Uh, I just needed to use it for stretching," he answered awkwardly.

Rarity gave him a puzzled look. "Stretching, how, exactly?" She squinted her eyes at him as if trying to read him for some sort of secret or truth.

"Uh, sometimes I just like to hug something tight as my muscles stretch in my back and arms. Or just push against it while its on my lap to stretch out my arms. You know, stuff like that."

"Or to hide something?" Rarity added. She looked at Anon with hearts in her eyes. She fluttered her eyelids seductively as she bit her lower lip and smiled.

Anon's face fell in shame and fear. "W-what?" he asked, his voice quivering. "Hide what? What do I have to hide?" He spoke quickly, which only peaked Rarity's curiosity even more.

"You know," Rarity began, "Twilight told me about some psychology, although I'm not all that into it, she did say that those who talk fast have something to hide." She placed a hoof on Anon's leg and leaned in closer until her face was only inches away from his. "So what are you hiding?" she whispered.

Before Anon had a chance to respond or retort, he saw Rarity's horn glow with magic and felt the pillow being removed from his grasp. He blushed with embarrassment as his secret was exposed. Under the pillow was a bulge that was very visible under his jeans. Either they were too tight, or his dick was too big.

Anon braced for a punch to the face or to his precious stones. But nothing happened. He opened his eyes to see Rarity marveling at his bluge.

"Oh my," Rarity said with awe. "I'm surprised you could even hide this... monster! Let alone keep it sealed away in your pants!"

Anon was... confused. "Wait, so I'm not getting a hoof to the face?" he inquired.

Rarity looked at him, confused. "Now why in Equestria would I do that?" She smiled at him, but Anon didn't feel reassured about the situation. He still felt like something bad was going to happen any moment. "You know, Anon," Rarity spoke, breaking the frightened human out of his thoughts. "I've seen the way you've been looking at everypony else, but I want to know... what are your thoughts about me?"

Anon's face turned a brighter shade of red, like a grapefruit. She already knows about your erection, may as well tell her how you feel about her. "Well, I actually like you out of anyone else in this town." He began to blush as he spoke, and he noticed a red tinge growing on Rarity's white face. "It's not just because of your beauty, but also your personality. You're kind, you give generously, even when other's don't ask, your creativity knows no bounds. You're a very special pony Rare."

Rarity was left speechless. Her mouth was agape, but no words came out. Anon thought he might have overdone it a little, but suddenly Rarity pounced on him. She planted a wet, sloppy kiss on his lips. He didn't try to break free. He wanted this. He needed this. They broke their kiss to catch a breath. As they did, they looked into each other's eyes, both pairs were filled with love and passion.

"I want you Anon," Rarity said, breathing heavily. "Hurry up and give it to me!" Anon didn't even get to reach for his pants as he felt his button and zipper being undone by Rarity's magic. She pulled his pants and boxers off to reveal the steaming, warm, fleshy but hard erection that stood at attention. "Oh my! It's bigger than I expected."

Rarity flipped around so that Anon's throbbing shaft was rubbing up against her face, and her winking, pink pussy was right in front of Anon's flustered face. Both entrances gave of a radiance of warm air. Anon could feel Rarity's warm, moist breath around his cock as her vagina expelled the same warm, wet current. It gave off a sweet smell, unlike what he expected. It was like walking into a candle shop and smelling all of the exotic scents at once.

Rarity, without hesitation, began to work her tongue along the thick meaty walls of Anon's shaft. The slick, elastic muscle twirled and wrapped around the rigid erection like a serpent on a branch. Every movement, every lick sent signals of pleasure through Anon's body, tensing up every muscle, making his penis flex and spasm from the sensation.

She suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked back at Anon who was just watching her with amazement. "Come now, sweetheart, I can't do all the work, now can I?" Rarity shook her plump ass in front of Anon's face. "You know what to do."

Anon grabbed both cheeks with his hands, releasing a pleasing yelp from Rarity. He caressed the globular objects before him, causing Rarity to release a small moan. The texture was soft and squishy like a marshmallow. In between the two globes was the pink, juicy, wet center. His prize.

Anon didn't waste any time. He dove right into Rarity's awaiting plot and began to lap at the juices that were pouring out. Its taste was marvelous. It was like licking honey right out a tap. The liquid was slightly thick so it flowed out like syrup and onto Anon's tongue as he lapped it up. Rarity began to moan and twitch as Anon continued to please her delicate flower.

If Anon was working this hard, Rarity had to as well. She stopped licking his rod and proceeded to engulf it in one swallow. She gagged and choked as she took it all the way to the hilt, only to resurface three seconds later coughing up spit and leaving a trail of saliva from her lips to Anon’s penis.

“Wow Rarity, where did you learn to do that?” Anon asked.

“Oh dear, I have my own private times whenever I want to ‘relieve stress’ after working,” Rarity replied with a smirk. “Did you really think I’d just sit around all the time whenever I finish a project? Though, I’ve never managed to do it all the way. I still want to remain pure for the right stallion. Or I this case, the right man.” She went back to pleasuring his cock, licking and deepthroating the entirety of his shaft.

Anon gripped her ass tighter as more waves of pleasure flowed through him. He licked around and inside her cunt, forcing his tongue to go deeper and deeper inside. He could feel the walls of her vagina as his tongue ventured further: the ridges, the bumps, the sweeter nectar that dwelled inside, he couldn’t get enough of its taste.

As Anon continued to lick around Rarity’s love canal, he used one hand to search around the outside of her pussy until it came in contact with a small bump. He pinched it gently, causing Rarity to choke mid-blowjob.

She quickly lifted her mouth off of the now slobbered cock, spit dribbling from her mouth and onto Anon’s lap.

“My word!” Rarity exclaimed. “That was amazing! I’ve never had that happen to me before.”

“Why stop now?” Anon asked. He proceeded to rub Rarity’s swollen clit with two fingers and penetrate her open orifice with his tongue, letting Rarity feel a rush of ecstasy flowing through her.

“Sweet Celestia! I think I’m going to—!” Rarity didn’t get to complete her warning before she sprayed her sticky, sweet juices all over Anon’s face. “AAAHHH!” She screamed in pure ecstasy as she finally achieved orgasm. She painted and gasped for air, trying to recover from what just happened. “That was... amazing,” she said between breaths.

She looked down at Anon’s slick, drenched member and sighed. “Forgive me darling, but I wasn’t able to make you feel the same thing.” She looked back up at Anon who was smiling down at her.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he retorted. The large human grabbed the tiny unicorn by the waist and flipped her around until her pussy was positioned directly over his lubricated dick.

Rarity gave Anon a frightened look. “I-it’s my first time, with an actual penis,” she informed him. “Please be gentle.” Anon nodded, and slowly but gently lowered Rarity down so that his erection was able to slide into her tight cunt. A little trickle of blood seeped out as Anon penetrated her hymen, and Rarity let out a little moan from the twinge of pain.

Anon moved the unicorn up and down, letting her tight pussy wrap around every inch of his cock, and making sure he traveled to the deepest parts of her love canal. Every thrust caused their wet crotches to slap against each other, making lewd sounds, turning both of them on even more.

“Please, Anon, allow me.” Rarity moved Anon’s hands away from her waist and began to take control. She laid a hoof over his shoulder for balance as she proceeded to grind on the hard shaft. She moved in circles, up and down, side to side, and every which way, coaxing out some of Anon’s cum bit by bit.

He could feel it–the pressure building up in his penis. It grew wider as he tried to prevent his load from being released and being injected through her cervix and I to her reproductive system.

“Fuck, Rarity, I’m about to blow it here!” he yelled.

“Wait! Not inside! Please not inside!” Rairity begged.

Anon did as he was told and popped his cock out of her dripping wet pussy and released every drop of cum onto Rarity’s precious white coat. Some managed to reach her face as they landed around her hair and her eyes. The sticky expulsion streamed down her face, giving her the opportunity to lick up the residue.

“Mm, saltier than I’d thought it’d be,” she said as she licked her lips, trying to catch as much semen as she could.

She flipped around until she faced Anon. His face was completely covered in sweat, and he was panting, trying to catch his breath.

“I love you Rarity.” He kissed the unicorn on the lips, and thankfully there wasn’t any cum on them.

“I love you too, Anon.” She sank into his warm chest, feeling his heartbeat slow down and rest at a comfortable speed. She nuzzled his chest as sleep overtook her. She yawned as she closed her and fell asleep, using the human as her bed.

Anon looked down at the beautiful unicorn laying on his chest. She looked so cute when she slept. His eyes traveled to the cup of orange juice that was left sitting on the coffee table in front of him. Shit, I didn't get my drink. All well. He rested a hand on Rarity’s head, stroking her violet mane.

Suddenly the door swing open and a familiar voice echoed through the boutique. “Big sister? I’m back from my meeting!”

Shit!

Baking Cream-Pies

Author's Note

A long awaited Pinkie Pie chapter.
Includes face sitting fetish. Requested by Knight 24. https://www.fimfiction.net/user/320437/Knight+24

Baking Cream-Pies

"Thank you! Come again!" Pinkie Pie yelled out to her last customer of the day as they left Sugar Cube Corner.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and walked over to the front door, flipping the "Come in we're open!" sign to the "Sorry we're closed" side.

"Alright everypony, that's the last sale of the day!" Pinkie called out to everyone working in the bakery. The couple, Mr. and Mrs. Cake and the local human, Zack came out from the kitchen lathered in flour, icing, sprinkles, and all sorts of baking ingredients.

"That's the last one?" Zack asked with exasperation. He wasn't used to doing labor like this. Back home he just laid around watching TV, playing video games, and going out to parties. But a few weeks ago he was somehow transported to this crazy, magical world due to a summoning spell gone wrong. Now he's living with Pinkie Pie, the hyperactive, plump, overexcited baker/ party planner pony. And it made him feel funny just by being around her.

"Yes indeedy!" she replied happily.

"Well Pinkie, you and Zack here can go ahead and deal with cleaning and baking tomorrows batch," said Mr. Cake. "We hope the twins didn't deal drive the foal sitter crazy, so we'd better be heading out now." He and Mrs. Cake hung up their dirty aprons and left the bakery. Leaving Pinkie Pie and Zack standing in the dining area, while Pinkie waved goodbye even after the couple left.

"Alright!" Pinkie's shout caught Zack by surprise, he nearly fell over. "Wadaya say we get to baking that new batch?" she asked. Her eyes were shining like glitter and her smile was so big it was abnormal. If there was one thing Pinkie loved more than anything, it was baking. Plus party planning, but baking for right now.

"Uh, sure," Zack replied. He was finally going to spend some alone time with Pinkie Pie. His heart began to race and sweat began to form on his face. He felt hot as if he just stepped into a boiler room. Just thinking about Pinkie gave him feel weird, but spending quality time with this pretty, pink pony? It was asking for too much! He just wanted to embrace her in a passionate hug, their eyes would meet as they filled with love. He wanted to tell her his true feelings, maybe, if she wanted, they could--

"Um, Zack? Are you okay?" Pinkie Pie asked with a hint of concern. Zack snapped back to reality, looking at the pony. His cheeks began to turn red out of embarrassment.

"Sorry. Yeah, I'm good. Let's get to baking." At those words, Pinkie's over the top smile came back.

"Yipee!" she squealed as she hopped over to the kitchen, her pink, poofy hair nearly touching the ceiling. Zack followed after her, still feeling tingly.

Pinkie Pie reached under a table and brought up a massive cook book. It was decorated with food and snacks of every kind. Just the detailed pictures on the cover could make anyone's mouth water.

"Now, everypony looooved the chocolate lasagna, we couldn't even keep up with the orders!" Pinkie said as she flipped through the cook book. "So I thought, we should bake a huuuge batch for tomorrow. Waddaya think?" She looked to Zack for an answer, but he looked spaced out. "Zack!"

He snapped back into reality again. He looked at Pinkie Pie who was looking worried. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Do you need to sit down?"

Zack shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off any unnecessary thoughts. "No, no. I'm fine. Just thinking about that chocolate lasagna." He smiled awkwardly at Pinkie Pie, who just smiled back.

"I know right? Oh, by the way, a little secret between you and me...?" She looked around to make sure no one was around peeking in on their conversation. She leaned in towards Zack, making his face redden like a rose. "I maaay have eaten about three batches of the lasagnas."

Zack chuckled at this secret. "It's not really much of a secret Pinkie," he said. "I'm sure other ponies know you eat your own creations."

Pinkie Pie laughed a bit. She had a cute little giggle with some snorting mixed in that made her all the cuter. "You're funny, Zack. I like you."

Zack's eyes grew wide. He never thought he'd hear those words in his entire life time, let alone directly from Pinkie. His heart was pounding in his chest and beads of sweat formed on his face. He didn't know how to respond. Should he respond? "T-t-thanks," he finally managed to stutter out.

Pinkie placed a fore-hoof on Zack's chest. She could feel the thumping of his heart through his rib cage and thick pectorals. She leaned forward, using Zack for balance as her face suddenly got really close to his. Her eyelids fluttered and they had a strange sparkle to them. She licked her lips as if she were ready to taste something.

Zack opened his mouth to speak but it was immediately plugged up by Pinkie's lips. She slowly kissed him, letting him feel her and take in this feeling. Zack could feel his legs turning into mush from the overwhelming feeling. He placed one hand on the counter to steady himself and the other hand to hold onto Pinkie's small but plump body.

Now that he had his hands around her, he could finally feel her. She not only looked plump, she also felt it; she felt like a memory foam mattress, every time he lifted his fingers from her body, it always returned to its same shape. Her pink coat was soft to the touch like running a hand through cotton candy.

Her mouth had a strange taste to it. It was almost like every cake, cupcake, candy, and soda was mixed together to form a strong, sweet taste that seemed to overwhelm Zack’s tastebuds.

They slowly broke the kiss, leaving a bridge of saliva connecting their bottom lips to each other. They looked at each other passionately. While Pinkie Pie smiled, Zack was still surprised.

“W-what just—“ he began to speak, but he couldn’t get out what he wanted before Pinkie shushed him by placing her hoof over his mouth.

“It’s like I told you, silly,” Pinkie said, “I like you. You’re a real funny guy and I like that about you. You love to help out even when no pony asks, and you always know what to do whenever there’s a problem. I love you Zacky.” Her face suddenly changed from passionate to seductive. “And I know you like to look at my pink, fluffy marshmallows.”

Zack’s eyes grew wide. He didn’t know how to respond to that. He was about to panic until Pinkie planted another kiss on his lips, shutting him up before he could say anything.

This kiss was more firm and more wet than the last one. He could feel Pinkie’s unnaturally long tongue slither around in his mouth like an eel, connecting with his tongue and wrapping around it.

As they broke their second kiss, Pinkie closed the cook book and laid it off to the side. She pushed Zack backwards where he safely landed on a bag of flour. She creeped up towards him like a predator creeping up on their prey.

She slid her tongue along Zack’s shorts, over the bulge that laid under it. She gripped the top of his shorts and boxers and pulled them down, revealing a throbbing, pulsating erection.

Pinkie marveled at its size and girth. She could feel the warmth radiating off of it as she inches closer to it. She looked up at Zack and smiled.

"I’ve got a special recipe I wanna try,” she said seductively.

“A-and what’s that?” Zack stuttered. He wasn’t sure where Pinkie was going with this.

Pinkie reached under a table and pulled out an old piece of paper. On it were instructions for cooking. On the very top, in big, bold letters was the name of the recipe:

Cream-Pies

“Let’s see here,” Pinkie Pie began, “Ingredients: one egg, filling, whipped cream, and chocolate syrup. Step one: make sure the piping bag for the filling is nice and wet.”

She proceeded to lick the tip of Zack’s penis with her tongue, sending shivers and shocks of pleasure through his body. She licked around the frenulum of the penis head making Zack spasm with pleasure. Without hesitating, Pinkie proceeded to take the entire length of Zack's cock into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Surprisingly, she didn't choke or gag. She held her position for a few seconds while constricting the shaft with her unnatural tongue.

She finally lifted her head up, leaving a messy trail of spit. The entirety of Zack's dick was lathered and coated in the wet, sticky substance. He marveled at the work Pinkie had done to it.

"How did you learn to do that?" Zack asked in amazement.

Pinkie wiped the spit off of her mouth with a hoof before she spoke. "I've worked with eclairs from time to time. I'd just pretend it's a stallion's long, hard thingy and just go to town on it until the cream pops out and coats my fluffy pink fur."

Zack imagined Pinkie stroking and sucking a gangbang of eclairs, each one releasing its white creme filling all over the pink pony's face, body, and hair. She would lay down, munching away at the drained pastries after she was finished using them for her sexual desires. The only thing he hoped for was that Pinkie didn't accidentally bite his dick off in whatever she had planned.

"Now let's see here." Pinkie grabbed the instructions and read it out loud. "Now that the funnel's been wet, make sure it has enough filling by making sure it's leaking out some." She looked over at the stiff, standing shaft and saw a white liquid trickling out from the tip. "Yup! Next, make sure your baking tray is wet and covered in some sort of slippery substance. Maybe add some syrup and whipped cream to help with cleaning." She looked back at Zack who was waiting expectantly for what was supposed to happen next.

Pinkie grabbed a bottle of chocolate syrup and whipped cream and began spraying both of them all over her exposed vagina.

Pinkie suddenly jumped into the air and managed to position herself directly over Zack's face. Though she couldn't see it, Zack was absolutely terrified as he came to realize what was about to happen. Pinkie fell, smothering Zack between her plump, enormous ass cheeks. His mouth was completely covered by her wet pussy, but his nose was miraculously free. Unfortunately it was directed towards her closed anus. Chocolate and whipped cream streamed down the sides of his face, making a mess on the floor underneath him. He struggled to get Pinkie off of him, but she was so heavy that she didn't seem to budge.

"Come on Zack, you need to get the baking tray nice and wet!" Pinkie shifted her hips around, grinding her cunt on Zack's face.

Either he could suffocate to death by not breathing through his nose, or he could just go with it and please Pinkie before she crushed his head.

He extended his tongue and began to lick around PInkie's juicy vagina. Just like Pinkie Pie's mouth, her pussy tasted sweet. It was like licking the caramel dripping from a candy apple. Or maybe that was just from the toppings.

Zack had to breath, and there was no other airway he could use besides his nose. He took a big breath through his nostrils expecting to smell the pungent smell of Pinkie's ass. But instead, there was a sweet scent flowing into his nose. From where Pinkie's anus was, it smelled like a doughnut but Zack didn't know what kind. It was as if every bit of Pinkie Pie smelled like something sweet, from her head to her ass.

Zack went straight back to licking Pinkie Pie's plot, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Pinkie moaned as Zack continued to work his tongue around her delicate, sweet flower. He raised both hands and planted them on her thick, voluptuous cheeks. He gripped them tightly as he flicked his tongue on her bulbous clitoris. Pinkie squealed from the sudden shock from her clit.

Soon she lifted herself up from Zack's face, leaving it coated in a mixture of saliva, vaginal juices, and a little bit of chocolate and cream. Pinkie grabbed the list and ran through the final steps on the list. "Now place the piping bag into the warm baking sheet and continue to grind and squeeze until the filling has been emptied and has filled the baking tray to the max."

Without hesitating, Pinkie Pie climbed on top of Zack, making sure her perfectly round butt was facing him as she positioned her gaping love canal over Zack's full and ready piping bag. She slowly lowered herself down, letting the tip of the penis penetrate her orifice. Blood trickled out and Pinkie twinged with pain, but she didn't stop. She moved all the way down until her crotch made contact with the base of Zack's groin.

"There, now you sit back and enjoy the view while I do the rest of the baking," Pinkie said. She moved her hips up and down, letting Zack's hard shaft move through the slick but tight walls of her love canal. Zack could feel the tip of his penis hit something every time Pinkie moved back down, it was most likely her cervix.

With every rise and fall of her hips, Pinkie would moan louder and louder, her ass would slap down on his lap, creating an erotic sound that made Zack to want to release earlier than he should, but he has to hold out to satisfy the party pony's energetic nature. Eventually Pinkie switched to grinding on his cock, moving her hip around in circles, from left to right, front to back trying to get Zack's cum out any was she can.

He was getting close. He could feel the pressure building up inside his dick. The sperm cells made their way though his shaft and neared the exit. He knew where Pinkie wanted it, she didn't have to say anything. He grabbed the pink pony's bubble butt and held her down as he expelled every last drop of semen through her cervix and into her uterus. Pinkie squealed and moaned from the rush of warm liquid filling her body.

She collapsed on top of Zack, her back on his chest. They panted and their chest's heaved. They looked into each other's eyes with love and passion. They kissed for a few seconds, until they finally broke it.

Zack looked around them and gawked at the mess they made. Bottles, bowls, ingredients, and decorations were strewn everywhere. He looked down at Pinkie who's expression suddenly turned serious and grim.

"Shit, we need to clean this up!" Zack yelled. He looked at the clock which read 10:00 pm. It was almost midnight and they haven't straightened the place up, nor have they made tomorrow's fresh batch.

"Looks like this day just turned from sweet to sour. Heheh..." Pinkie Pie said nervously.

Not So Innocent

The spring heat beat down on Michael as he planted a fresh row of pink petunias. Fluttershy's garden was looking amazing and beautiful with a vast assortment of flowers. From red roses to copper-orange poppies. Purple violets to green carnations. The earth was rich and wet; it perfect for planting such beautiful works of nature. Just as he was about to plant another petunia with its siblings, a calm, angelic voice called out to him.

"Michael?" The voice was faint, but Michael learned to always listen close and hard since Fluttershy was never very loud. He looked behind him to see the cute yellow pegasus flutter over with a glass of freshly squeezed lemonade. "I thought you might be thirsty, so I brought you a drink." She handed the glass over to Michael, which he drank in less than five seconds. He's been working in the garden for almost an hour and he was parched.

"Thanks a lot Fluttershy," he said as placed the glass back into Fluttershy's hooves. "The garden's looking really good today. Beautiful weather, enough sunlight, and just the right amount of rain to keep these little beauties fresh and bright."

Fluttershy blushed at Michael's adoration for nature. Recently, she's become to grow fond of him. He was strong, reliable, and loved nature just as much as her. The first time this human came to Fluttershy's cottage, he didn't fear the hordes of animals that approached him. In fact, he even started making friends with them. The scared little bunnies got one whiff of him and immediately ran up to him. The birds that watched from the sky roosted on his head and shoulders. The ferocious bears were about to attack, but Michael was able to calm them down and they even let him scratch behind their ears. It was like he was some sort of animal whisperer.

Although, the only creature Michael has yet to pet or tame, was Fluttershy. She didn't know it yet, but the human had feelings for this yellow pegasus. He was really good at hiding his emotions by working with the animals or taking walks out in nature. Some day he will express his love for her.

"Oh,my. It looks amazing," Fluttershy said in her soft voice. Michael looked over at Fluttershy and smiled at her. Fluttershy let out a little peep and covered her blushing face with her long mane. She darted her eyes around, trying to avoid his gaze. "Um, if you want, you can come inside and take a break? You've been working so hard and so long, maybe you should rest."

"Don't worry, Flutters," Michael said, I'm feeling just fine. You can go ahead and go back inside, I'll take care of the garden for you. But, I will have to take this thing off." Michael proceeded to take off his sweat and dirt stained white shirt and put it aside in the grass. Fluttershy marveled at the glistening sweat that seemed to form a glossy layer across his body. His muscles were large, but not bulging. His pectorals seemed to be chiseled into blocks. The abs on his abdomen looked like thick buttons. The muscles on his arms clenched and tightened with every movement he made. Fluttershy blushed a deeper shade of red which Michael didn't take notice of.

"S-sure. I'll leave you to it." Fluttershy slowly made her way back into the cottage and shut the front door quietly.

She walked over to the window that looked out into the front yard where Michael was and climbed into Michael's big, fluffy bed. Oh, sweet Celestia! His body is amazing! A stallion can't even compare to strong, hard muscles like those. Fluttershy breathed through her nose and caught a whiff of Michael's musky smell from his bed. She unconsciously moved her hoof down her body until it reached a warm, soft spot around her crotch. Fluttershy realized what she was doing when she let out her first moan. She immediately stopped what she was doing and blushed in embarrassment, but then realized no one was in the room with her. She proceeded to touch her sensitive spot again, letting out another soft moan. She rubbed it gently, feeling the inner lips move around with each swirl of her hoof. Every movement she made with her hoof brought out another moan from her mouth. Soon she was imagining the big strong human having his way with her. His hard member slid long the petals of Fluttershy's flower, giving her more stimulation to her aching nethers. His name escaped her lips and she smiled. "Micheal, please, be gentle with me. I want to be yours but -- oh for Celestia's sake, rut me like the slutty mare I am!"

Suddenly the front door swung open and Michael walked in covered in sweat and rich earth, the scent spreading throughout the cottage. He stared at Fluttershy, who stared back in shame. Fluttershy let out a little peep as she grabbed a pillow to cover her face in shame, forgetting about the wet mess that was on the bed sheets.

"W-what's going on?" Michael asked bewildered. "I mean, I know what's going on, but why on my bed?"

Fluttershy moved the pillow away from her face an looked down at her groin. A sticky, wet puddle was forming on Michael's bed sheets. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to let him know how she felt. He's already seen her masturbating, may as well.

"It's because I love you!" Fluttershy blurted out. Her voice was a lot louder than it usually is. They both stared at each other for a brief moment before Fluttershy continued. "I love how you naturally interact with the animals, how you love nature, and how you take good care of everyone and everything around you." He face soon fell when she thought about the last few minutes. "Then I saw you with your shirt off and when I saw your strong body, it just drove me crazy! I want to be held by you, but I also want you to take me and make me scream into orgasmic bliss!"

Michael just stood where he was, flabbergasted. He didn't know what to say. He had a feeling Fluttershy was into him, but not like this. He walked over to his bed and sat next to the ashamed pegasus. He placed his rough, callus hands around her face and lifted her head up so that her eyes were looking into his. He smiled warmly. "You have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that," he whispered. "Well, not that last part, but that's what I like about you. Whenever you're innocent and kind, you're so cute. But when you get assertive and naughty..." his tightened his grip on Fluttershy's face. His eyes having a lustful look to them, "you're sexy."

Without hesitation, Fluttershy leapt onto Michael, nearly toppling him over despite his size. The cute pegasus planted her wet lips onto the human's and let her lust take over her innocent nature. She could taste the earthy flavor that surrounded his lips from his time in the garden. She could feel a strong hand weaving through her mane and running down her back. His fingers slid down her back one by one along her spine, sending shocks and strange sensations through her body. She gasped a little bit from this feeling, but continued to let her lover take her. Without realizing it, their tongues began to tie around each other. These slippery, tentacle-like muscles slithered and writhed in their mouths. This form of affection was something neither of the two lovers were familiar with, but they soon became accustomed to this technique.

Fluttershy was the one to finally break the kiss. A trail of saliva connected their lips like a bridge. She got up and flew over to the door. She locked it to make sure no creature or pony would intrude and see what was happening in this calm, little cottage. She then strutted over to Michael's nightstand, placing her fore-hooves on top of it and shaking her gorgeous, plump rump in front of the human.

Michael could feel a sore tightness in his pants. He yearned to dominate this pony from the very beginning. He got up from the bed, and with a malicious grin, he spanked her butt, making it jiggle like a platter of jello. Fluttershy let out a yelp of pain. Just when Michael thought he had gone too far, Fluttershy looked back at him with a lustful grin.

"What's wrong?" she asked in a teasing voice. "Aren't you going to dominate this poor, innocent mare?" Michael gladly obliges and proceeds to spank her again and again, causing her to yelp and moan with pain and pleasure, until her butt looked like two ripened tomatoes.

The tension in his pants grew and the pain was almost unbearable. Michael stripped off his pants and underwear to finally let his throbbing erection breath freely. Fluttershy looked back and gasped at the size of the thing. Her shocked face was soon replaced by happiness. She hopped onto the bed and spread her hind-legs, revealing her moist, pink crevice.

Michael didn't waste any time. He knelt down and began licking away at the juices that leaked out from the pink flower. The sweet nectar that poured out tasted sweet like honey despite it having a watery texture. His tongue slithered its way around the canal, pushing its way through her entrance and traveling through its depths. Fluttershy moaned and twitched at the feeling of having something swirl inside her. Michael inserted both his index and middle fingers into her occupied box and thrust them in and out, causing the lustful pegasus to scream without any restraint.

Fluttershy pulled her hind-legs around the back of the human's head and pulled him forward, so that his face was in line with hers. She leaned up and kissed her lover on the lips, tasting her own secretions in the process. She moaned as her body's flavors entered her mouth and stimulated her pallet and taste buds. She wanted this feeling to continue, but she also wanted to experience much more.

Fluttershy pushed Michael over on the bed until he landed flat on his back. She climbed on top of massive human. With her tiny size Fluttershy was only able to cover his chest, even with her massive, plump cheeks. She turns around until her mouth is resting next to Michael's parched, dry cock and her dripping, juicy hole was positioned over Michael's face.

"I want you to 69 me," Fluttershy said with a bit of assertion in her voice.

Michael looked past the pegasus's yellow butt and looked at her in confusion. "Wait, what?"

She began to blush a bit and her voice regained its calm and quiet tone. "It's been a fantasy of mine to be able to 69 with my partner." Her face immediately regained its serious features. "Now do it or I'll kick you out of my home while you're still naked and hard!"

Michael has never seen the soft-spoken, innocent pony be this assertive, but he liked it. He gleefully did as she commanded and began to lick away at her oozing flower. Drops of sweet nectar dripping onto his face and cascading down like rain on a window. He could feel Fluttershy's warm breath on his throbbing shaft. It was waiting to be inserted into her warm, wet orifice. He could feel the texture of the pony's tongue running along the base of his member. She worked her way up in a spiral pattern at a painstakingly slow speed and placed her lips at the tip, moving down and - surprisingly - taking the entirety of Michael's cock in her mouth and to the back of her throat. Michael gasped in shock and pleasure, forcing him to stop lapping away at the contents of Fluttershy's drenched pussy. He couldn't believe Fluttershy was capable of performing such a task. The mare kept her position for three seconds before pulling her head up and releasing her hold on his dick with a resonating pop.

Michael just stared in awe at the pegaus. He couldn't believe such a little pony could manage such a feat. Fluttershy looked back at Michael with a proud, messy smile.

"Fluttershy, how did you do that?" Michael asked.

"Did you like it? I haven't practiced, so it was a first time thing for me. But I have seen ponies do it in... um, magazines." She blushed a deep shade of red. No one would have expected this pony to get her hooves on an adult magazine. Michael wondered where she could have kept it.

"I think this is good enough," Fluttershy said. She lifted herself up, moving her dripping plot away from Michael's face and leaving him in a messy puddle of cunt juices. Fluttershy moved her slippery wet pussy over Michael's slippery wet penis. She slowly moved her body down, making sure to align herself. She makes first contact as the tip of Michael's dick touched the entrance to her vaginal cavity. She moaned as she forced herself down and as she did so, a little bit of blood started to trickle down the shaft of the penis, signifying the breaking of the hymen. Finally, Fluttershy managed to get the entire throbbing genital inside of her, reaching all he way to her cervix but not breaking through, making both lovers virgins no more.

“How about you let me take care of this,” she said. “You’ve done enough work already.” She proceeded to move her hips up and down, trying to get a rhythm going. She moans from the pleasure of having her cervix being touched by the tip of Michael’s massive erection. Her face contorted and her assertive, serious face was replaced by one of lust and ecstasy. Michael gave the horny pony a hard spanking on her right flank, gripping the globe nice and tight. “Oh my, you’re a naught human, aren’t you?” she asked with a seductive tone.

“Oh you’re one to talk, Slutty Shy,” he responded. They both laughed as they continued to slam their genitals together. They planted a kiss in the midst of their love making as they both neared completion.

Suddenly Fluttershy stopped her movements and moved around on the bed. Michael looked over to see Fluttershy with her hooves on the bedpost and her rump in the air, waving it around and signaling the strong man to dominate her.

“Come on, big boy,” she said, “ride this pony.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed his dick and shoved it back inside the assertive pony’s dripping orifice. She screamed as Michael forced his way into her and proceeded to ram each thrust like a battering ram.

The sounds of sex filled the room. The two lover’s bodies connecting with each other, the moans and screams the two of them make, the sound of the bed creaking from beneath them. They couldn’t stop. They didn’t want to stop. They wanted to keep going like this forever, making each other feel good until they dropped dead.

They could feel the sensation of climax building up inside them. Michael’s cock began to grow and spasm while Fluttershy’s walls Began to tighten around the shaft, trying to coax out as much semen as she could. Without warning, he grabbed the tiny pony and pulled her in, forcing the tip of his penis to break through her cervix, making her scream from the sudden sensation of ecstasy. He released his seed inside of his lover, painting her insides with his white spunk and letting it flow into her uterus and into her ovaries.

As the last bit of cum drained from his balls, Michael and Fluttershy collapsed on the bed in a sweaty, musky mess. The stench of semen and sex covered lovers filled the room. The weakened pegasus crawls over to her lover’s side and lies with him. They look at each other with passionate smiles. They planted their lips together for another kiss, but this time there was no lust, only love. Fluttershy broke the kiss quickly this time and looked down at the semen that was oozing out of her crevice.

“Oh dear,” she said with wide eyes. “I think I might be pregnant.”

Michael only chuckled and responded with “So? At least the kid will have a pretty amazing mom. One so kind and gentle. And also kind of a badass.”

Flutter hay giggled and blushed. She kissed Michael’s nose and snuggled her face into his chest as he held her. “I love you Michael,” Fluttershy whispered, or maybe that was in her normal speaking voice. It didn’t matter, it sounded kind and peaceful.

“I love you too Fluttershy.”

“Michael?”

“Hm?”

“How about after our nap we go hit the showers and was this smell off? And maybe we can play a little game of ‘Ride ‘em Cowboy?’ With you being the cowboy of course.”

Michael chuckled. “Sure. Whatever you want.”

Author's Note

Finally got the last of the Mane 6, thus concluding Asmodeus’ Book of Lust: Main Characters.

Thanks to Harold4 for giving me this idea. https://www.fimfiction.net/user/328759/Harold4