Max could barely believe his luck.

He had only been planning on stopping in Ponyville for a couple days on his way to Canterlot, and that second day only got added when he’d arrived and found out that one of the princesses lived nearby. A brief tour, sample some local food, and maybe get some pictures of the crystal castle, and then he’d be on his way.

And then the princess herself had knocked on the door to his hotel room, wide-eyed and sweaty, blabbering about tests and prodding at him from every side, and he wasn’t really sure about the protocol when royalty was acting that way. So he hadn’t immediately run away, and a few hours later here he was in the core of the castle, struggling to focus past the tri-flavored fuck-me mare scent hanging so heavy in the air he could practically taste it, with three beautiful, grinning mares leering at him from their bedside.

He’d heard that Ponyville was a little wacky, but this was just unprecedented.

The gorgeous white unicorn—Twilight had briefed him thoroughly on her wives, so he quickly remembered her name to be Rarity—stalked towards him with a sensuous sashay.

“You look a little pent up, my sweet,” she cooed, rubbing a hoof against his chest. She hesitated a moment, perhaps surprised to feel the hard chitin under his fur, but her smile was back in an instant. “I hope our natural perfume isn’t too much for you, hmm? It can be so hard for the three of us sometimes, all alone in here with no stallion to do what nature demands.”

Max smiled back, trying not to imagine how she’d look on her back. He failed, and his cock twitched in appreciation. “Well, that’s what I’m here for.”

“Mm, how splendid.” Rarity drew closer, and he shivered as she nuzzled against his neck. She wrapped a hoof into his mane and tugged his head down with surprising force, her breath hot in his ear. “Are you a brute, Max? Just look at you, all muscles and other hard things, big enough I imagine you could hold any of us down with ease. Do you have any self-control at all, I wonder?” Her horn glowed, and Max clenched his jaw as her magic trailed gently down his length before wrapping around his balls with an appraising squeeze. “I’m quite surprised you haven’t taken hold of me already, speared me on this beautiful rod of yours, filled me up with your hot seed while I pant and twitch helplessly beneath you.”

Max huffed, taken aback by the sudden forwardness. His smile became dazed as she wrapped herself around him, every contact sending a little thrill up his spine. Was this another test? He looked towards Rainbow and Twilight, seeking guidance.

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Rarity, quit teasing him!”

“Teasing?” Rarity asked innocently, looking back without letting him go. “Whatever do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean!” Rainbow flew up to his side opposite Rarity, pulling him away. “You’re wasting time! C’mere, you. I want that hunk of meat inside me!”

Rarity only wrapped herself even tighter around him. “Rainbow Dash, such vulgar language! That’s no way for a mare to talk!”

“Oh, please! I may not be able to hear what you were whispering into his ear, but it’s probably way worse than that!”

“What a lady whispers into a gentlecolt’s ear is between him and her and nopony else, but I can assure you it was entirely civilized!”

Max grimaced as the mares fought over him, jerking him this way and that. Honestly he wasn’t quite sure which one he wanted to win; on one side he had a cruel seductress that seemed like she was going to tease him until he burst, but on the other—the fire in Rainbow’s cerise eyes hinted at a physical wringer that would leave him sore for days.

His fur tingled, and an instant later the world disappeared in a flash of lavender. He blinked in surprise as he found himself suddenly across the room, standing behind Princess Twilight, who was leaning over her bed with tail flagged high.

“Enough!” she snapped, brushing her tail across Max’s nose as she chastised her wives. “I found him, so I get him first!”

Rarity was still looking at the empty space between her hooves when Rainbow shot up into the air. “I call second!”

“Wh—Rainbow!”

Max stopped listening as Twilight flagged him with her tail again, the piercing scent of her lust grabbing his attention. She looked back at him with lidded eyes and gave her rear a little shake, drawing his gaze to the honeypot under her tail.

Max licked his lips. Twilight’s marehood was flush with arousal and dripping wet, the swollen purple lips parting in a beckoning wink that revealed the glistening pink inside, and his cock flexed beneath him as he leaned in to taste her.

She let out a soft moan as he pressed his lips against her heat, the tang of her arousal lighting up his tongue. He hummed into her, grinning as she shivered in response, and ran his tongue firmly up her slit, from the firm nub of her exposed clit all the way up to the flexing muscles of her entrance, before pressing it inside her.

She grunted, clenching around his tongue and pulling it deeper inside. His ears flicked at the tinkle of magic, and a second later he found himself being pressed firmly up against her, little groans of exertion escaping her as she ground her marehood over his muzzle.

“Hey, are you two not fucking yet?” Rainbow asked from somewhere above him. “Whatever, I’ll warm him up!”

Max wanted to pull back and ask what she meant, but it was impossible to escape the iron grip of Twilight’s magic, so he settled for exploring her insides with his tongue. Her pussy continued to flex around him, leaking more and more with each breath, and soon there was a constant stream of thick arousal dripping from Max’s chin, splattering against the crystal floor between his hooves.

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Rainbow slipping beneath him and rolling onto her back, and the meaning of her words became clear as he felt a warm mouth wrapping around the tip of his cock. He groaned, eyes losing focus as Rainbow’s tongue pressed against him, and then shivered at the feel of a second set of plush lips kissing sweetly at his balls.

Rainbow pulled off his length with a loud pop. “Rarity, what the hay? I got this!”

“Did you expect me to just sit and watch, darling?” Rarity asked from under his tail. “There’s plenty of him to go around, you know. Goodness, just look at it all!”

Thankfully, they didn’t feel the need to converse further. Both mares returned to their ministrations, leaving Max to twitch with pleasure as the powerful scent of Twilight’s heat muddled his thoughts. Rainbow pushed herself further up his length, gagging quietly around his second medial ring, and brought her wings up to caress down to the base of his shaft. Rarity continued to kiss and lick at his balls, sometimes pulling one between her thick lips to suckle at with quiet moans. Twilight’s magic stayed firm at the back of his head, and he ate her out dutifully, swallowing down the heavy drops of lust he licked out of her core and taking in quick, heat-fogged breaths through his nose whenever he could.

Every part of his body lit up with pleasure. Every motion sent a fresh wave of ecstasy through his mind. He could barely think through it all, but his body knew what to do without his guidance. So he licked and twitched and pumped his hips against Rainbow’s face, listening to the music made by their collective moans and the wet shlicking as Rainbow and Rarity played with themselves beneath him, and the pressure built in his balls, pushed higher and tighter with every hot muscle wrapped around him as his body yearned to breed the wet hole swallowing around his cock.

His orgasm hit him so hard he could barely keep standing. He groaned into Twilight’s cunt, eyes rolling back as the pressure in his groin finally found release, pumping a thick shot of cum down Rainbow’s throat. She gagged beneath him, falling back, and he humped into the air with shuddering moans, spraying the rest of his load with no thought for where it might land.

“Hey, hey—ach!” He was vaguely aware of Rainbow sputtering beneath him. “Sweet Celestia, stop!”

Twilight finally pulled his head out of her cunt, looking back curiously as the last waves of his orgasm rocked through him. “What’s going on?”

“He came all over me!” Rainbow said, and then added in a lower, breathy voice. “Fuck, he came all over me.”

Meanwhile, Rarity continued to lick at his balls. He felt her magic wrap around his cock and squeeze, and he shivered as she pushed the last drops of his cum out of him.

“Wait, he came already?!” Twilight released her magical grip as she slid off the bed, leaving Max to slump weakly against it. “That was supposed to go in me!”

Rarity finally popped off his balls with a quiet titter. “Goodness. I suppose we all got a little carried away, didn’t we?”

Max came down from his high enough to realize what was happening around him. He stumbled to the side, nearly tripping over Rainbow, and got a good look at what he’d done.

All three mares were watching him with undisguised lust. Rainbow was still on her back, wings and legs splayed out, one hoof rubbing at her marehood while the other did slow circles in her chest fluff. She was covered in cum almost head to tail, thick white trails dripping down her sides and pooling around her. She licked her lips, and he gulped.

“Twilight, dear,” Rarity began, mouth open and chest heaving. A small pool of marecum glistened on the floor beneath her. “You do have a spell for this, don’t you?”

“Don’t worry, I came prepared.” Twilight’s horn glowed, and Max shivered as a strange sensation passed over him. His softening cock suddenly began to firm once more, and he winced at a tingle in his balls, suddenly almost sore as if he’d been pent up all week. “Let’s make sure we don’t have any more accidents, alright, girls?”

They grinned, and Max gulped. He would definitely be sore after this.

Author's Note

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