Pinkie Pie: Never A Dull Moment
One Good Surprise Deserves Another
You sigh as you stare at the ceiling of your living room. It's your day off from work and you have jack shit to do. You're bored, and it's not just your average boredom. You're so bored you think getting skull-fucked would be appealing!
You sigh again, then look outside. The rain is not helping you whatsoever. With a sputtering noise, you take your phone out to look at the time, then roll your eyes and groan. Your girlfriend, Pinkie Pie, won't be back from work for at least five more hours!
The very thought of Pinkie is enough to make your heart skip a beat and keep your boredom at bay. She's the absolute ideal girlfriend! She's kind, loving, passionate. She loves to cuddle, has a great sense of humor... and her dirty talk is unparalleled. She could turn on a street light from a mile away with it! You should know, you've seen it firsthand.
Pinkie's incredibly hot, too! Long, poofy hair that you can run a hand through. She's slightly pudgy, which is an optimal body type for cuddling. She's got breasts and thighs that would make a certain Colonel break out into a sweat, and her moaning during sex would put porn stars to shame!
Sex with Pinkie is always amazing! The looks she gives you before, during, and after just show you how much she loves turning you on and getting you off. Tasting her tongue as she holds you closely, feeling the heat on her body...
Great. Now you're not only bored, you're horny too!
"Fuck." You shake your head slowly. There's got to be something you can do to kill time! What would Pinkie do?
You chuckle. Pinkie would do everything in her power to make you smile. She always thinks of others before herself...
Your eyes widen as an idea pops into your head. Pinkie's done so much for you over the course of your relationship with her... it's about time you did something for her. Maybe... if you paid her a visit where she works? That'd be a nice surprise!
You nod your head. You bet she'd love to see you there! With a huge grin, you get into your car and head out.
You reach your destination, then get out of your car while holding an umbrella as the rain falls. You nearly bark a laugh as you get a good look at the building.
The front of the building has a pink and grey checkerboard pattern with large squares. The face of a jovial cartoon pig looks down, smiling at everyone who passes through Wensleydale's Pizza Emporium and Family Funhaus.
You still can't believe Pinkie got a job at this place, but she absolutely loves it there, and that's what matters.
As you walk inside, the scent of cheap pizza fills your nostrils and the sounds of arcade machines, children screaming, and a cover of your run-of-the-mill Top Twenty Hit fills your ears. You close your umbrella, then look around.
Dozens of arcade games sit near a machine that converts dollars into tokens. Children run around, screaming, laughing, and playing as their parents watch with mild interest. Next to that is a massive ball pit with bright multi-colored and windowed tubes high enough to reach the ceiling, where children crawl around and likely get static electricity buildup. You shudder, remembering one such unfortunate incident from your childhood. Ever since that day, you never trusted plastic slides again...
In the center area is a stage, where a quintet of animatronics reside. Wensleydale does vocals and has a banjo, a cow is on drums, a rooster on bass, a sheep is playing a keytar, and a dog plays rhythm guitar. Before the stage are several tables where many people sit and watch the shows that are put on.
On the opposite side is a prize corner, a salad bar, a soda fountain and a place to order pizzas. In front of you is a gate where a male teenager holding a stamp sighs heavily. "So... you're Pinkie's boyfriend, huh?"
You blink in surprise. "Yes... how'd you know?"
"Because she won't stop showing pictures of the both of you!" The stamp person sighs. "Can you get her to stop?"
You snort. "I would if I could, but you know how she is."
The stamp person sighs again. "Yeah. I do." He stamps your hand. "Have fun."
You walk away, giving the stamp person a salute. You stop, then sigh happily. Pinkie's inability to stop talking about you truly shows how much she loves you. How much you mean to her...
You're broken out of your thoughts by a muffled scream several feet away. A scream that you'd recognize anywhere, no matter how muffled it may be. You turn around to see someone in a Wensleydale costume charge towards you. You yelp, then brace yourself for impact as the person grabs you, then hugs you tightly.
"H... Hey, Sugar Girl," you say in a strained tone as Pinkie hops up and down with absolute glee while still holding you close. She lets go, then flails her arms excitedly as she runs in a circle around you.
You can't help but laugh, then smile warmly at the scene that Pinkie's making. The last time she acted like this was the first time you told her you loved her.
Pinkie stops, then hugs you again. Once she lets go, she takes you by the hand.
You pause for a moment, embarrassed that you just laced your fingers together with an anthropomorphic pig mascot costume for a pizza restaurant chain. In that same moment, however, you remind yourself that the person inside said costume is the love and light of your life, and she's happy.
You can grin and bear this for Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie reaches behind herself and produces a note, then hands it to you.
You blink, then read it.
OMG OMG OMG I can't believe you came to surprise me, Sugar Boy! I'm sooooo super-ultra-mega happy you came! I can't talk while I'm in costume, but if I could, I'd tell you that I love so very much and give you the biggest and bestest kiss of your life!
I'd love to write more, but the show's about to start!
Love love love,
Pinkie
Wait... when did Pinkie have the time to draw those pony faces?!
Music begins to play, and Pinkie rushes away from you, stopping just short of the curtained stage.
"Well, how-dee there, folks," A deep, cartoony voice with a southern accent says over the PA system. "Welcome to Wensleydale's Pizza Emporium and Family Funhaus, 'Where you can pig out and go hog wild!'" The squealing of pigs ring out throughout the building.
You notice Pinkie pantomiming along with the voice, and you can't help but snort. She's in hog heaven here! ...Oh great, now you're making pig-based puns!
"I'm Wensleydale, proprietor of this here fine establishment. I thought I'd take a break from all my hard work by sittin' back..." Pinkie reaches behind herself. "...and playin' y'all a tune!" She produces a banjo, then proceeds to play at a level that would make her friend Applejack proud.
Everyone in the building begins to clap along to the beat as Pinkie stands up, then moonwalks left and right. She dances as the tune gradually becomes more complex, then runs and powerslides forward as all but her legs and feet slide on the floor.
Pinkie continues playing as she lifts her legs out, then wriggles around on the floor like a pig in mud as the speakers resound with a loud "YEEEEEEEHAWWWW" from Wensleydale.
Pinkie lifts her legs up, then tucks them in as the tune reaches its finale, then springs forward in a kip up to finish it.
The crowd goes absolutely wild with thunderous applause and cheers as Pinkie puts the banjo back wherever it came from, then bows.
"Well, shucks," Wensleydale says modestly. "Thank y'all kindly for the ovation. That was just a lil' ol' ditty my grandpappy used to play for me."
Pinkie looks at her arm, as though she has a watch on it.
"Welp... looks like I'm outta time, folks. It's back to work for me! See y'all around!"
Pinkie runs off to the stage, then goes behind the curtain as the audience disperses.
You walk up to one of the 'Employees Only' doors, getting as close as you can until a sudden peck on your cheek causes you to yelp. You turn around to see Pinkie, wearing her uniform and a huge grin. She hugs you tightly, and you can feel the softness of her large breasts rub against your chest. "Hey, baby," she chirps before letting go. "Did you enjoy the show?"
"Yeah I did! That was amazing!"
Pinkie giggles, then snorts. "Aw, it was just a little thing I do."
"When's your break?"
"Right now," Pinkie says softly as her eyes go half-lidded.
In the blink of an eye, you're rushed through a couple of doors, finding yourself in a locker room. The girl's locker room.
"Thanks again for coming to visit me," Pinkie says huskily.
Your member begins to perk up. Pinkie only uses that tone with you when she's exceptionally horny.
Pinkie unbuttons her uniform slightly. "When I was performing out there, I imagined you thinking 'oh fuck, Pinkie's so hot.'" She starts to take her shirt off, only to stop just as she reaches the bottom of her bra. "'How many times did her huge tits bounce?'" She lifts her shirt, causing her breasts to bounce slightly. "'Is she sweating like she does when we fuck like animals?'" She undoes her belt. "All those thoughts made me really, really wet." She takes off her pants, revealing soaked panties and her arousal trailing down her inner thighs.
"Baby," Pinkie continues, still in her amorous tone. She slowly walks towards you, flaunting her curves as her large breasts bounce with each step she takes. "I'm gonna shove my fucking tongue down your throat and grab your cock. We're going to scream each others' names, orgasm after orgasm." She unties her hair. "I wanna feel you pump your hot, thick jizz inside me..." She licks her lips as she kicks her shoes and socks off right in front of you. "...I can't wait anymore, you motherfucking stud."
Pinkie grabs you, kissing you hard and passionately, swirling her tongue inside your mouth furiously as she moans seductively.
You press your body into hers, deepening the kiss as you run a hand through Pinkie's hair, then moan as you feel her reach into your pants and pump your dick.
Pinkie breaks the kiss, then grabs your shirt and tosses it. She kisses, then licks your nipples, causing you to spasm.
"F-Fuck!" You pant and grab Pinkie by her head as she finishes stripping you. She kisses a trail down your chest, then shoves your cock in her mouth with a moan of lust. You arch your back, unable to do anything but squeak as your girlfriend gives you an exceptionally intense blowjob.
Pinkie loudly slurps and sucks your member as she guides you to a wide bench, then lets go and lays you down. "Don't you worry about anyone hearing us, babe... these locker rooms are soundproof." She grins as she positions herself, then moans as she impales herself on your member, gyrating her hips all the way down.
You let out a shuddering breath as Pinkie's vaginal walls hug your cock until you hilt her, their velvety warmth assaulting you with pleasure.
Pinkie hums. "Fuck, this feels good." She starts bouncing, groping her huge tits as her breath hitches. You can't help but arch your back and bite your lip. Her pussy's always so tight!
Pinkie leans down, bouncing faster as she moans in your ear. "I love you, baby... I love you so much." She gives you a fiery kiss, burying her hands in your hair.
You break the kiss. "I love you too," you say, then give Pinkie a passionate kiss of your own as you run a hand through her hair. Another kiss. Another, and another, and another.
Pinkie starts moaning during your makeout session and tightens her grip on you. You gently stroke her hair, then trail a finger down her spine, all the way down to the small of her back.
Pinkie suddenly deepens the next kiss, screaming in your mouth as her cum splatters all over the bench. You grab her large boobs, and she violently shudders again as you play with them.
Pinkie breaks the kiss, then bolts upwards. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum agai-aaaaaaaahhhn!" She jerks in fits and starts for half a minute, then coos before speeding up her bouncing.
"O-oh, s-s-shit..." You feel an orgasm building as Pinkie gyrates her hips again. She plays with her large breasts.
"Cum for me, you hot fuck."
You arch your back with a moan, and your cock pulsates, sending your love flying inside Pinkie. Pump after pump, rope after rope, until you finish with a satisfied sigh.
Pinkie gasps, then shudders with a soft and seductive moan. She detaches from you, then lays on top of you as she strokes your hair.
You peck Pinkie on the lips, then gaze into her eyes as she drags her huge tits around your chest. "Still horny, love," you ask softly.
Pinkie giggles, nodding.
"Can we stay like this for a little while longer," you whisper as you caress her cheek.
Pinkie nods slowly as her love for you shines through her smile. "Nobody's coming in here but us."
You both laugh softly, then peck each other on the lips twice. "I love you," you whisper softly.
Pinkie gets up off of you. "I love you too."
You get off the bench, then direct Pinkie back down, face-up. You get on top of her, then kiss and suck on her breasts.
Pinkie gasps, then moans as you shove your finger in her pussy. You thrust in and out, enjoying her facial expressions as you please her.
"Moan as loud as you want, baby," you say alluringly. "I want to hear you scream, drenching this bench with your juices."
Pinkie squirms as she squirts all over your finger, the bench, and the floor.
"I want to see more, Sugar Girl," you purr. "I love watching you cum."
Pinkie climaxes again, and you could swear that you just saw hearts in her eyes as you take your fingers out of her. She coos as you line yourself up, then moans loudly as you fill her again.
You growl seductively, then fuck Pinkie like a maniac.
Pinkie gasps and moans as you suck her neck and grope her big boobs. She lifts her legs and pushes you further inside her, but not before cumming again.
"Oooh... fuck... baby... fuck..." Pinkie moans your name, only to get cut off by another powerful orgasm. She squeaks as her vaginal walls go to town on your dick, rumbling and contracting.
"P... Pinkie..." The warmth and love from Pinkie's love canal triggers a building orgasm. "Fuck... gonna cum, babe..."
Pinkie continues moaning your name as her tits jiggle in the midst of your lovemaking. "Mmmhmnnm... fill me up... gonna cum again, too..."
You grunt, then blow you load as Pinkie climaxes shortly after. You both hold each other tightly, screaming each other's names as you ride out your shared orgasm until your combined love fluids squirt and shoot out of her pussy.
Suddenly, all is silent in the locker room, save for the panting of yourself and Pinkie. You peck her on the lips, then rub your cheek against hers.
"I think my break is almost over, hon," Pinkie says softly as she runs a hand through your hair.
You detach, then get up off of the bench. The scent of sex and bodily fluids are all over it.
"You let me worry about the bench, Sugar Boy," Pinkie says as you both start putting your clothes back on. "By the time I'm finished, it'll be like we never fucked in here."
After getting dressed and some serious cleaning, you and Pinkie walk out of the employee area with fingers laced together.
"Well, my break's over now," Pinkie says. "I think it was well spent." She winks at you.
You chuckle. "I agree. You have a great rest of your day at work, Sugar Girl." You peck her on the lips.
Pinkie giggles as you let go of her hand. "That's the plan. I love you."
"I love you too. See you back at home!"
You wave goodbye to Pinkie and exit the building with a smile on your face, no longer held by the clutches of boredom.
