Too Big Mac

The young couple stared in awe at the fact that the head of Big Mac's not fully hard member was securely tucked into Sugar Belle's husband hole. Both had utterly forgotten their earlier troubles at the miracle they were witness to. There it was! All the stress, and pain, and hard work had finally paid off. They were having normal sex! They looked up into each other's eyes unsure of how to proceed. Sugar Belle finally gained enough presence of mind to speak. All she could say was, "It. . . It's in."

Big Mac was just as dumbfounded. "Yeah."

Sugar Belle could feel it start to harden inside her. She felt her small tight pussy start to slowly stretch as his titanic rod filled with blood. "What. . . What do we. . . Do?"

Big Mac didn't quite hear her. He was enraptured by the sensation of his wife's toasty wet love oven warming his cock, inviting him in further. All at once they both snapped out of their shock and Sugar Belle felt Big Mac's deep rumbling laugh vibrating through her pussy. "What're we doin?" He leaned down and kissed her deeply through a smile. She got the message and wrapped all four legs around him happily. She winced slightly as the movement caused her vagina to shift.

Big Mac kissed the side of her neck and whispered, "Shhhh. Don't y'all worry about nothin. Just let me handle it." She dropped her back legs and kissed her husband gently. She felt his cock throb inside of her as it hardened, and she melted into his touch. Just as with the night before he ever so slowly, ever so gently slid himself in. Sugar Belle felt her pussy stretch to its limits around her husband's love cannon. She could feel every vein as it entered her half inch by half inch at a time then would be just as slowly removed.

Soon he was up to his medial ring, and he decided that was deep enough for now. The two never stopped their kiss and Sugar Belle's mind was giddy with love and pleasure. Big Mac's dick was harder than it ever had been, and it made her pussy its form fitting love glove. He broke the kiss and began to ever so slowly pick up the pace. He slid his glistening member out until his battering ram of a head pulled against the inside of her pussy then slid it all the way back to his seam.

Sugar Belle had already been so excited by the fact she was able to take in her husband's massive cock, that she felt the orgasm already coming on. She wanted to tell her husband so, but right as she inhaled to do so, he decided just a bit more speed was acceptable and slid his dick in so hard his medial ring popped inside of her. Her back arched and her scream of ecstasy caught in her throat. Every muscle tensed and her eyes bulged from their sockets. Big Mac stopped and let his wife come down off the orgasm. He had to clench his teeth as he felt his wife's love canal clamp down and tremble against his dick, her juices bursting out from the tight seal his cock made with her pussy. It was the hardest orgasm she'd felt yet and it took several seconds for the convulsions to stop shaking her.

Finally she could breathe again and she gasped for air. She panted hard as she grabbed her husband's face and looked deep into his forest green eyes. She whispered, "Fuck me baby. Fuck me!" She wrapped her back legs around him again and began to push her hips against him. "Make me your brood mare! FUCK ME BABY!" she screamed and he gladly complied. He shoved his love juice splattered cock roughly inside her again all the way to her deepest part. She felt her cervix pressed inwards and the orgasm hit her like a train again. He didn't stop and wait this time however. No, he was an apple, and there was work to be done, and the Apple family never shirks when there's work to be done.

He began to quickly pound her tender pussy and she felt his battering ram try to break through the gates to her womb with every thrust. She gasped for breath between shrieks of animal lust that Big Mac, despite the last several nights, had never thought her capable of producing. Her love juices started forming a small puddle on the floor that soaked into both their coats. He put his considerable weight against her and wrapped his hooves under her forelegs on the top of her shoulders.

Sugar Belle's orgasm once again smashed into her as he began to fuck her intensely, driving his cock ever harder, ever faster into his mare. His mare, the mare that had given herself to him in every way. The thought filled his soul and he redoubled his intensity, slamming harder and harder against his Sugar Booger, his Wife, he clenched his teeth, his brood mare. He felt the orgasm coming on and he slammed his cock all the way to the base into her. She felt him enter her womb, and the two screamed as his cum fired out of his flesh cannon. His seed gushed into her as wave after wave rushed out of his dick. She felt her baby factory stretch with the unaccustomed burden and her teeth clenched so hard they nearly broke in her head. Finally his fire hose of a member ceased its pumping, and Big Mac had to slump down on top of his wife, panting like a sprinter. His legs were shaking as he said. "Ah love y~"

"More"

Big Mac slowly pushed himself up to look her in the eye and asked, "Whuh~"

Sugar Belle roughly grabbed his muzzle in her magic and her eyes blazed with a terrifying domineering fervor as she growled. "More." Big Mac yelped in surprise as she levitated them both to the end of the bed. The sensation of feeling his dick twisted as Sugar Belle rotated herself on it like an animal spit roasted over a fire was terribly odd. She placed her front hooves on the end of the bed and his front hooves on her hips. Her voice dropped two octaves as she growled. "I said make me your FUCKING BROOD MARE! NOW FUCK ME!"

Big Mac was in that wonderfully awful state of being genuinely terrified, but extremely aroused. His dick needed no urging as it surged back to life inside of her, eliciting an audible stretching sound as it did so. He squeezed her hips and drove his industrial press of a cock balls deep into her. Sugar Belle screamed as the unexpected force caused her to gush with love juices again. Her knees buckled and Big Mac had to support her with his front legs as he thrust her roughly from behind.

Sugar Belle regained her senses and backed herself against him as hard as she could while he destroyed her pretty pink pussy. Her juice and his left over cum were sent squirting out with every thrust, and the sound of her ass slapping against his hips was deafening. For reasons he wouldn't have been able to explain had you asked him he reached his mouth forward and grabbed her mane by the loose ponytail she always wore it in and yanked it back towards himself as he thrust. Sugar Belle's eyes rolled back in her head and another gush of love juice splashed on the floor. He roughly tugged her mane with his teeth as he bounced his mare off of his cock with every thrust. She could do nothing but hang there and scream and moan and be pounded by her husband's massive cock that she'd been craving all day. He instinctively slapped her petite ass with his hoof and she gasped at the sensation. Her pussy quivered at the shock and her juices flooded out of her. She liked it rough and her husband knew exactly how to give it to her the way she craved.

He felt himself getting close again and released her mane so he could focus. He dug his large hooves into her hips and he thrust as fast as he could. His hard farmer's muscles aiding him greatly as he slammed balls deep with every thrust, so hard that it sent a shock wave all throughout her body with every thrust. She felt him getting close and she screamed, "That's it baby! Fill me up! FILL! ME! UUUUP!" He reached down and grabbed her back legs lifting her up into the air. All of her weight rested on the top of her womb balanced neatly on the top of his dick as he slammed as hard as he possibly could against her. She couldn't even scream at this point and her mind went blank as she felt his cum gush into her again. She loved this sensation, she Lived for this feeling. She was her Big Mac's brood mare, and she existed to milk his gigantic dick. He plopped her down on the bed gasping for breath.

Before he could get his breath back however she once again levitated them onto the bed, and Big Mac once again groaned at the sensation of Sugar Belle sitting and spinning on his dick. She placed him on his back with her on top. She shuffled forward and held his face with both hooves. "I. Want. MORE!" She growled then slammed her hips down on his dick. She leaned back and impaled herself on his love pole, using the springiness of the bed to aid her in bouncing on his dick. She threw her sweat soaked mane back out of her face as she rode his dick like a jockey. No more was she the tool for her husband's pleasure. Now he was her pleasure object, and she was going to fuck him until he broke. She sprayed gush after gush of love juice onto his hips and stomach as she impaled herself again and again on top of him.

Big Mac had been happy for the break, but was beginning to feel lazy just laying there making his wife do all the work. He drove his legs down against the bed, and grabbed her hips with his hooves yanking down hard. His balls slapped against her asshole with the force of the thrust and every muscle tensed again with the force of the climax. He began to slam her from underneath, pleased to see he could go much faster in this position. He pulled her down to where she was laying on his chest and slammed into her as fast as he could. Her moans came out in a shaking warble like a voice of somepony going over a rocky road in a carriage. She lost the ability to distinguish between when she was cumming and when she wasn't. Her mind was adrift on a tossing sea of lust, and thrusting, and cumming, and screaming, and thrusting, and thrusting, and thrusting. Nothing else existed in the world for her besides her screaming pussy, and her husband's giant cock that slammed all the way up into her stomach.

He felt the climax approaching again, and he wrapped his forelegs around her again, holding her tightly to his sweat matted chest. He traded speed for power and thrust as hard as he possibly could, slamming his brood mare until she could do nothing but lay there in a cum soaked stupor. He filled her for a third time and he kept slamming into her, making sure to squeeze out every last drop of cum into her eager womb. Finally the orgasm subsided and his hold on her relaxed. He gasped for breath as he asked. "Hay darlin, y'all wanna take a bre~" He stopped himself when he heard his wife's gentle snoring. He looked and saw that the snarling demon that demanded he breed her, was gently sleeping on his chest.

He chuckled softly to himself, and kissed her cheek softly. He didn't even bother unplugging himself from her, just drifting off to sleep with his wife. His little Sugar Booger.