Too Big Mac

Sugar Belle woke groggily in the early afternoon. Her throat was slightly sore, both from thirst at the sweaty ordeal of last night, and from moaning so loudly. She felt the tingle from her nether regions, and her husband's large powerful forelegs around her, and it hit her. They just had sex! Well sort of, but still! They'd caused each other to have orgasms, that was certainly something right?

Her moment of triumph was interrupted by the heavy stench of their love making hitting her nostrils, and she gagged at the overpowering smell. She quickly disconnected from her husband and exited the hut. She leaned over the railing and deeply inhaled the salty sea air. She got her breath back and took a minute to look out over the vast expanse. This place, this wonderful place. It truly was a beautiful sight. She watched the tide gently ripple against the deck.

She felt a large pair of forelegs wrap around her, and a large muzzle press a kiss into her cheek. "Mornin beautiful." She grinned as her stallion held her, and the two swayed gently. Her moment was once again interrupted by the heavy smell of coitus.

She gently disconnected from her husband and waved a hoof in front of her nose to clear the air. "Umm Lumpkin? Not to spoil a moment, but you should really take a shower." Big Mac grinned ear to ear and started to chuckle to himself. Sugar Belle stepped forward and tilted her head inquisitively. "What?" she asked, not understanding the joke. Big Mac said nothing, only pointing to the large splotches of dried jism on her face, stomach, and legs. She looked and her face lit up as red as her husband's. "CHEESE AND CRACKERS! We've got to bathe!" she said, trying to push past him back into the hut before anypony could see them. Big Mac however, simply lifted her off of her hooves with his powerful forelegs.

"Mac! You can't expect me to be seen like this!" she whined, darting her head around to make sure nopony was there.

"Eenope." he said trying to hide a smile.

"Then what are you, EEK!" Sugar Belle began, but was interrupted as she was tossed bodily over the railing and into the clear ocean below.

She surfaced just in time to hear his loud, "YEEEHAAAW!" as he cannonballed into the water. She pouted as he surfaced, but he just grinned at her. She couldn't stay mad at him, so she splashed the cool clear ocean water into his face. The two splashed, and laughed, and made a pair of absolute foals of themselves. They eventually sprawled out on the beach and let the hot tropical sun dry them as they whispered sweet nothings to each other.

They kissed gently on the beach, the rest of the world around them forgotten. Sugar Belle scrambled onto her husband, and the two kissed deeply, overwhelmed with love. Both felt a sudden pressure and quickly looked down to see Big Mac's burgeoning erection pressing against her lips. The young couple looked at each other embarrassed. They couldn't do it on the beach. . . Could they? Well this was a resort for honeymoons. . . And there was nopony on this part of the beach. . . But what if somepony came up and saw!

Sugar Belle glanced at the sea padding gently against the beach and Big Mac got the message. They galloped out into the water and reassumed the posture from last night. They kissed deeply and Sugar Belle squeezed Big Mac's cock with her thighs. Neither would believe it if you told them, but the public element of their deed excited them both.

The ocean slowed their motion, but that was no issue for Sugar Belle. Her back still arched as her husband's seam dragged across her folds and flicked her clit. Even in the water the giant earth pony could still feel his wife's juices against his member as he thrusted. She squeezed him tighter and tighter with her thighs and her mind went blank. She moaned loudly, no longer caring if anypony heard. She loved her husband, she loved his giant cock, and she didn't care who knew it.

Finally she felt the pressure mount, and she backed up against him harder and harder. Here it came, that sensation again. She gasped for breath and rode his dick as fast as she could move in the water. She snapped backwards as the climax hit her, and twitched violently as her juices mixed with the ocean water around them. She started to slump down coming off of the orgasm, but she went rigid again as her husband's grip on her thighs didn't loosen. He wasn't done, and he wasn't stopping.

Sugar Belle felt her overstimulated clit screaming as he continued to thrust his fifth leg between her thighs. She wanted to squirm away but couldn't find the muscle coordination to do so. She was helpless as her massive stallion used her for his pleasure. He dug his hooves into her and she felt his hot breath on her neck while he rammed her from behind. She felt the ocean water splash up her back every time his hips met her soft ass, and she loved every second of it.

She resumed her end of the dance, thrusting against him as hard as she could, feeling his cock get harder and harder. She felt him getting close and she was nearing the end again as well. She ground her lips as hard as she could against him and felt every vein in her husband's giant member stand out as it rubbed her lips and clit.

She didn't want his juices to be wasted though, so she lifted the tip of his dick just over the water line with her magic. "Come on big boy. Let it out for me. I wanna see you spray it out all over the beach," she screamed as she squeezed him as tight as she could. He was deafened by a reflexatory refrain of, "I love you! I LOVE YOU! III LOOOVE YOUUUU!" as they both orgasmed simultaneously.

Big Mac sprayed a white geyser that floated on the surface of the ocean. Sugar Belle didn't stop her motion, wanting to squeeze out every drop of her husband's love. Gush after gush flowed out of his cock and she couldn't get enough of it. Finally the two slumped down into the water exhausted from the ordeal. They let the cool clean ocean water cradle them, and Big Macintosh took his wife in his massive forelegs. They kissed gently, feeling very satisfied with each other.

After a moment Big Macintosh coughed and had trouble clearing his throat. "Umm Sugar -cough- Pie? How's about a -choke- drink?" She tried to swallow, but found her mouth and throat coated with dried saliva. The young couple walked hoof in hoof to one of the resort restaurants and they downed glass after glass of water to replenish their lost fluids.

Sugar Belle let her head rest against her husband's massive shoulder muscle, and Big Mac rested his head on hers. It had been a very good trip already. They sat and ate and chatted until Sugar Belle let out a small noise of appreciation at a particularly sweet morsel. The small noise she made was processed by Big Mac's brain as a pleasure moan, and suddenly something hit the table from underneath.

Big Mac's red face turned pink and Sugar Belle whispered, "Really? Already?" She looked to see that yes indeed, her husband's fifth leg was pressed against the table and twitching. Even though she'd just had it she couldn't help staring like a hungry dog at his long stallion meat. She felt herself moisten, and suddenly wished they weren't in a crowded restaurant. She covered his awkward state by levitating several menus around him and they stealthily slipped out of the restaurant.

The walk helped him to relax, to her slight disappointment, and they decided to try some of the other resort amenities. Every time they tried however, one or the other, or both, would get uncomfortably aroused and they would have to shuffle off awkwardly. They joined a pick up game of volleyball with one of the other couples, but Sugar Belle couldn't focus on the game, she focused rather on her husband's rippling muscles, glistening in the afternoon sun. They tried to dance to the delightful tribal music, but Big Mac had to snatch a straw hat off of a pony's head to cover himself when he saw his wife's swaying flanks. She would have denied it had she been asked, but Big Mac would swear she was shaking her plot more than when she normally danced.

At dinner they couldn't think of anything else. They couldn't even focus on their meals, rather staring at each other, each wanting to pounce on the other right there at the table. Finally they both got fed up and said, "We need to go. NOW!" and galloped off towards their hut. Big Mac bucked in the door and they found Throbbing Heart already waiting for them.

"Well! I see somepony's excited for therapy," she said nodding towards his still unretracted penis flopping lazily as he moved. The mood instantly evaporated. Both were still intimidated by the ordeal ahead of them. She waved them in and they shut the door behind them. Sugar Belle noticed the smell of sex had dissipated and the stained bedding had been replaced. She felt mildly guilty at the idea of somepony having to clean up after them. She would be happier when they could make love in the comfort and privacy of their own home. "So shall we begin?" Throbbing Heart asked coyly in her perpetually seductive voice.

"Now jus hole on one second there ma'am," Big Mac called out. Both unicorns tilted their heads at the unexpected delay. "Last night y'all spoke without usin yer lips. How'd y'all do that?" he asked in a tone not of anger, but of genuine curiosity. It had bothered him all day but he had been too horny to remember until now.

The sex therapist giggled and both heard her enchanting chuckle in their minds rather than with their ears. She spoke, again not using her mouth, "Well if you recall you DID give me access to your minds. In this case for telepathic communication." She pulled out the tower of paperwork and the young couple cringed in fear at the memory of the ordeal. "AH! Here we are." She levitated a single page over to them. "Both of you signed right there allowing me to use telepathy."

Sugar Belle shook her hooves. "Well why? We're right here. Why don't you just talk to us?"

Throbbing Heart chuckled slightly. She spoke again, this time actually using her mouth. "Well it's a bit difficult getting somepony to listen over the sound of loud moaning."

Sugar Belle heard herself scream "Spray it out all over the beach!" loudly in her head, and her face lit up.

Throbbing Heart continued, "But this way is less distracting. Especially if I need to tell somepony something without the other noticing until it happens. There are such things as pleasant surprises in love making." She winked. "Now you two were champing at the bit all afternoon. How'd you like to get started?"

Both looked at her in surprise. They both thought without saying, "How did you?" and both were cut off by Throbbing Heart's telepathic voice chuckling. "It's not a huge resort. I saw you throughout the day. I felt so bad that the two of you were so pent up. So let's learn a little trick to ~"

"Stop!" the young couple shouted as one. Sugar Belle pleaded. "You don't need to use telepathy when we're just talking." She looked away. "It's weird."

Throbbing Heart looked slightly sheepish. "Oh! Sorry sorry! Terrible old habit. Now no more delays." She lifted both ponies onto the bed. "Today we will learn to use our mouths." The two blushed, but sidled up to each other and began to kiss gently. Soon they got into it and Sugar Belle began to moan gently at the motions of her husband's tongue in her mouth. Big Macintosh heard the sex therapist's voice in his head say, "Now start a trail of kisses down her neck and to her lovely lady bits." She wanted to see what he could do on his own before she took over.

The husband came through in fine style, gently kissing his wife's long slender neck down her stomach to her small perky breasts. He stared longingly at his wife's drenched pussy. He'd never looked this closely before, but he had to admit, his wife did have a lovely marehood. He could feel the heat radiating off of it on his muzzle. Sugar Belle blushed red as an apple at having her husband staring so close, but she was dripping with desire. Every nerve ached for his touch, and she began to breathe heavily in expectation.

The golden ring around his irises appeared and he looked up into her face, winking an eye before moving back up to her nipples. He kissed both of her breasts and his large tongue reached out of his mouth. He ever so delicately connected the very tip of his tongue to the end of her small hard nipple and she felt a shock of pleasure at the contact. He slowly circled her nipples with his tongue and reached up a hoof to massage her other breast while he licked. Sugar Belle squirmed under his ministrations to the point where Throbbing Heart simply had to take over to keep her still.

He moved to the other nipple, and after wetting it, began to move it ever so delicately between his teeth. Sugar Belle's back arched at the sensation, and her breath came hot and heavy. She heard the therapist's voice say, "Oh we're just getting started." She moved Big Macintosh back down to her leaking pussy, but he didn't immediately begin. He sat there looking at her and she began to grow restless. "Oh come now young lady, don't be rude. Your husband is about to do you a very special favor. Ask him nicely," she heard the sex therapist say in her head.

Under normal circumstances she would've inquired as to why this embarrassing display was entirely necessary, but in her fuzzy headed, sexually excited state she couldn't resist. She was champing at the bit for her husband's tongue. "Please baby! Please make me feel good with your mouth," she heard herself say. Sugar Belle was mortified about how lewd she was becoming, but she enjoyed every moment of it. Her request was granted, and she burst out with loud moan after loud moan as Big Mac dragged his giant tongue back and forth across her clitoris.

She reached forward and grabbed her husband's head with her hooves and she ground her hips forward against his muzzle. The husband ran his tongue up and down her dripping lips. He stuck his tongue deep into her pussy and curled it upwards to lap at her g spot. Sugar Belle screamed in ecstacy every time she felt the tip of his tongue flick against her inner ridge. He began to tongue fuck her overstimulated pussy, sliding his wide tongue in and out of her, moving her lips aside with his powerful tongue.

She felt the orgasm coming and as if on cue Big Mac began to suck on her swollen love button. She went rigid and her breath caught in her throat as the climax hit her. Big Mac's face was drenched in the deluge of his wife's love juices. For the first time he broke the P.K.C. spell, and had to shuffle back and cough after his wife accidently water boarded him. Big Mac stared in awe at his wife, her legs splayed open, her pretty pink pussy still twitching, her face almost as red as his. She babbled softly to herself as she panted like a sprinter. His massive cock throbbed at the display. He wanted her, and he wanted her bad.

After Sugar Belle regained her senses she was once again sat down on the floor in front of her husband on the end of the bed. She had grown more familiar with her husband's massive cock over the last two days, but it was still a daunting sight. Sitting there on the floor, looking up at its girth, precum dripping from the tip, she still had no clue how she was ever going to fit this colossus inside of her. Which was exactly the issue that Throbbing Heart was puzzling over in her mind as her client stared like a hungry dog at her husband's cock.

Consummate professional that she was, she decided to just get started. The golden ring appeared around Sugar Belle's irises and she began to drag her tongue against the underside of his dick. She ran her tongue up and down it's considerable length, then in small circles around his urethra. She moistened the head of his cock with her tongue and gently sucked on as much of it would fit in her mouth. She began to stroke him with her magic just like the night before, and ran her tongue down his shaft to his sack. She began to run her tongue all around his balls, and pulled at them gently with small sucks.

Big Macintosh had to clench his teeth at the sensation. Every hair stood on end as his wife's talented tongue traced every vein on his member. She sucked as she moved up and down it's length pulling at the skin of the shaft. Her magic never stopped its stroking motion and the combination of the two was more than Big Mac could handle. Sugar Belle heard the therapist's voice say, "Hold your breath!" The tone of which she said this concerned her slightly. Big Mac's irises resumed the golden ring, and he grabbed his wife's head with his hooves. He pushed his dick against her mouth right as the orgasm hit, and Sugar Belle's mouth was pumped full with gush after gush of thick hot semen. She let out a noise of surprise at the sudden rush of fluid, but found the sensation oddly pleasant. It felt right to have her husband filling her up and she swallowed mouthful after overfull mouthful of his cum. She noticed her horn hadn't stopped jerking him off and the orgasm didn't stop for several seconds. Finally she couldn't swallow any more and she pulled her head away from her husband's spouting cock. She gasped for air as she swallowed the last mouthful, and the last few spurts stuck to her mane and face.

The two slumped forward limply and panted heavily. One at having his balls drained, the other at having her stomach filled suddenly. Big Mac once again stared at the pony he barely recognized as the sweet little mare he had just married. Who was this lustful pony sitting on the floor in front of him, doused in his cum? Whoever she was Big Mac wanted her bad and his cock showed it. It once again stood straight out at Sugar Belle, twitching slightly, begging for her touch again. She made like she was going to resume her ministrations, but was lifted bodily into the air by the sex therapist. She gave a small whine, why was she being taken away from her beloved's massive member?

"Oh stop your whining. It's yours for the rest of your life. It's just time for the next position," the sex therapist said outloud. She levitated the couple into the sixty nine position with Sugar Belle on top. The wife felt the slightest bit bashful about her reaction, but set to work slobbering all over her husband's knob. Big Mac got the message and dove right in. He reached his tongue in as far as it would go and he felt his wife's moan through his dick. The two mouth fucked each other as hard as they could and neither could get enough of it.

They loved the sensation of feeling each other's moans as they sucked and licked and nibbled and moaned and moaned. Throbbing Heart knew her work was done for the night and she silently excused herself from the room. The young couple mouth fucked each other and both screamed as they came, both spraying a large gush of fluid into each other's face. Sugar Belle slumped limply off of her husband and both passed out as they lay, utterly satiated.

Throbbing Heart could still hear their passion almost all the way back to the resort. She passed a room service stallion on her way back who felt something moist under his hoof. He looked down and saw a trail of fluid by the light of the full moon. He followed the trail to the beautiful mare he had just passed, who was standing there leaking. His mouth dropped open and she chuckled to herself. She could see him begin to harden, and she tilted her head to the side in token he should follow. He immediately abandoned the champagne he had been bringing to one of the huts and followed her into the forest of palm trees.