Author's Note

Well, here it is. The moment you've all been waiting for. Keep in mind, this is my first time doing this, so no guarantee that it'll be any good.

Anyway; enjoy the show.

Satisfaction

"Well alright!", Nets said, her attention returning to Blitz's face. "Now, about-"

"I am still going first!", Barbelle barked. "Like I said, you have Goal."

"Look", Blitz said. "How about I choose? It's my cock, I get to decide, right?"

Nets shrugged, while Barbelle pouted but nodded. Blitz scanned the three mares, a smirk on his face. He couldn't help but linger for a few minutes on Nets exposed breasts, before his eyes finally fell on Goal. The quiet mare flashed him a slight smirk, and he returned it. "How 'bout you, Goal?"

"What!?", Barbelle shrieked, her eyes bugging out slightly. "B-but I-"

"Consider it payback for calling me Ditz as long as you did", Rainbow Blitz said, returning his gaze to Goal. "So... you down?"

Goal didn't even blink when he said that. She reached around her back, undoing her bikini top and letting it fall. Her hands shot down in one motion, pushing her bottoms down to her legs. The short mare stepped out of them, stark naked as she approached him. She leaned up on her hooves a bit, coming up just to his muzzle. It was enough for the both of them, however, as she was in the right position to deliver a kiss to him. He returned it, angling his head down to better accept her embrace. He reached down, grabbing her hips and bringing her in deeply.

Barbelle whined, watching as Blitz made out with one of her best friends. Despite that, she couldn't turn away, the erotic display both turning her on and making her somewhat suppressed heat coming back to the forefront.

Blitz broke off the kiss as he felt the tip of his cock touch the slick outside of Goals snatch. The mare smiled up at him, before flicking her head at the collection of deck chairs behind them. Blitz said, "Alright. Let's do this." He led her down onto one of the chairs, holding her by the shoulders as she positioned herself on her back. He took his own position, the tip of his cock poised over her moist cunt. He placed one hand next to her head, while the other found a firm grasp of her breast, the flesh deforming beneath his powerful grip. Her breath hitched at the contact, her wings shifting slightly as he slowly curled and un-curled his fingers around the orb. Finally, deciding enough was enough, he lowered his hips.

The tip of his cock easily parted her lower lips, spreading her love tunnel as he pushed deeper and deeper. She let out some of her first sounds of the day; soft, pleasure-filled moans that only spurred him on further. Finally, after he was about half-way in, he decided enough was enough with going slow. After all, he was THE Rainbow Blitz! He arced his hips back up, before diving back in. This was met with another moan, then another and another as he proceeded to repeat the process with ever-increasing speed. He moved his hand from one breast to the other, massaging the soft flesh even as he plunged into his depths.

Barbelle scowled, yet still couldn't seem to do anything in regards to the scene in front of her. She was finally torn away from her crush fucking her friend when she felt something enter her own marehood. Her head darting to the side, she saw Nets had slipped her hand beneath her one-piece. The other mare had her other hand down her own bikini, rubbing both of their clits simultaneously. Barbelle opened her mouth to speak, only to be cut off as the feelings of Nets soft hands rubbing along her most sacred spots.

"You, like, really enjoy that for somepony who said they're 'Straight as a barbell'", Nets said.

Barbelle finally regained her composure, snarling, "I am! The buck are you doing!?"

"Looked uncomfortable", Nets said. "Figured you could use a distraction."

Barbelle scowled, jerking away. Her eyes briefly returned to Blitz and Goal. From her new position, she could only really see the legs of Goal, so hidden behind Blitz. Well, that wasn't true; she had a good view of where the two were connected. Her temporarily sated lust returned as she watched that massive, dark blue cock pound into Goal's quivering cunt. She also got an amazing view of Blitz's ass, which would've been enough of a turn-on.

She turned back to Nets, who had sat down on one of the free chairs. She still had a hand in her panties, the motions indicating that she was still pleasuring herself. Her now free hand drifted up to her exposed breasts, fondling the mass as she now ignored Barbelle in favor of Blitz and Goal.

The two were going at it, Blitz continuing to drive into her as he began to let out a few moans himself. Goal, meanwhile, was truly enjoying herself. She reached up, grabbing the back of his head as she leaned up into another kiss. This only gave him better access to her tits, which he continued to rub and deform with near reckless abandon. Barbelle, still unable to turn away, silently slipped her hand back into her one-piece, rubbing her own clit in slow circles, and rewarding herself for it with small moans.

Goals soft moans slowly grew, albeit only a bit. After a bit more, she felt a powerful spasm working its way up from the deepest parts of her nethers. Soon, it came gushing out, a powerful tidal wave of pleasure arcing up her spine and across her lower regions. A wave of fluids leaked from her marehood, the reward for Blitz's pleasuring. The stallion didn't stop, however, continuing to thrust in with earnest as the rising tide of his own coming orgasm emerging. Finally, with a powerful final thrust, he buried deep within her as his cock exploded. A torrent of his seed flowed down her love canal, stopped only by the sheer amount preventing further access.

He pulled out of her, a small geyser of their mixed spunk coating the dark grey fur of her nethers. He rolled onto his back, a dopey smile on his face. "That was... Awesome!", he yelled, putting his hands behind him in order to sit up. "Now, who's-Oh, buck!"

He was cut off by Barbelle springing forward, desperation pounding in her head like a drum. She wrapped her mouth around his flaccid cock, her tongue going to work instantly. Said tongue wrapped around as much of his cock as she could manage, whipping and coiling around it like a serpent. Blitz leaned his head back and gave a hiss of pleasure, giving a sideways glance down at Barbelle. He couldn't help but smirk at her pleasing his shaft.

She didn't notice, too focused on returning life to the shaft. She brought her full mouth into the process, sucking on the rod of his cock like it were a popsicle. She brought her hands up to his balls, gripping the orbs as if it would aid in bringing her goal to fruition. It appeared to work, however, as the rod began to harden in her mouth. Soon, the full length reached down her throat, an extra few inches she didn't know she had taken in flowing down her throat.

She gagged, backing away as she coughed. When she turned back, however, she was greeted by what could've only been rivaled by the world itself coming to an end. Nets had used the opportunity granted by her gagging to push past her. In one motion, the mare sank fully onto Blitz's newly erect cock, arching her back and spreading her wings at the spreading the shaft gave her. Barbelle whined like a puppy denied a treat, before scowling and getting back to her hooves.

She walked around the two of them, climbing on the opposite side of Goal, who had turned to rubbing her snatch as if trying to force the seed deeper into her. Nets bounced on Blitz's cock, the stallion laying back and letting her cunt rub up and down his shaft. The stallion's only action had been to bring his hands up to grip her breasts, holding the orbs in place as she drove herself onto his cock. Her head lolled back, looking straight up into the Fuschia sky as her bangs bounced as fast as the rest of her.

Barbelle ended up nest to his head, placing a hand on his pecs next to his nipple. "She got a nice cunt, Blitz?"

"Buck yeah!", he said instantly, teasing her nipples as she stopped going so fast, aiming for slow and hard. "She's so bucking tight!"

Barbelle sneered, before throwing her leg over his torso. She righted herself before she sat up on her knees, using the arms still fondling Nets breasts as support. She angled forward a bit, giving Blitz a perfect view of her own slick cunt. "Well, since you can't find out right now", she said, increasing her volume a bit to take a jab at her friend. "You can at least return the favor."

Blitz didn't need to be told twice, as he leaned his head up and drew his tongue along her slit. She moaned, a smile gracing her lips as her long-held need was finally being sated in some proper form. He stuck his tongue out, the sensory organ sticking in slightly and rolling around in her folds. He seemed to take distinct pleasure in delivering slow licks, getting husky moans from her.

Said moans were only exasperated as she felt Nets reach past her wings to cup her tits.

"Gaah!", she gasped, before looking over her shoulder at the cheeky mare. Nets was indeed gripping the exposed breasts, still rolling her hips as her face was twisted in a mask of pleasure. "The buck are you doing?"

"What does it look like?", Nets asked, before giving the orbs in her grasp a squeeze. Nets rolled her hips, picking up speed as a rising sensation began to filter up her body.

Barbelle, meanwhile, moaned. Whether it was from Nets squeezing or Blitz's tongue, she couldn't tell, and she really didn't care. She hissed, barely able to speak, "Fine, you Bi slut. If you're going to fondle my tits, then fondle my... Oh, Celestia's clit!"

She let out a girlish cry as her own cunt spasmed, a spurt of her feminine honey splashing across Blitz's face. He sputtered at the sudden shock, removing his head from Barbelles slit. "Really?", he asked.

"Consider... it... payback", she said, still coming down from her high. "For... fucking me... last."

Speaking of her words, Nets sped up even further. Her own orgasmic cry sounded out as she milked his cock for his seed; a request said body was more than willing to accommodate. His cock sent his seed shooting into her cunt, filling it to the brim in seconds before sending in more which gushed out in the gaps between their bodies. She fell forward, slumping against Barbelles back.

"Finally!", Barbelle cried. She used her wing to push Nets to the side, the mare sliding off of Blitz's cock with a slight spurt of fluids stuffed into her. Barbelle couldn't help but eye it, the anticipation of her own spurt of cum welling up in her. She shuffled back until her depths were positioned over Blitz's cock. As if responding to her presence, the rod once again began to rise to the occasion, soon coming up so just to barely graze her lips. She lowered herself onto it, both sets of her lips parting; one due to the stretching of her lover's and crush's cock, and the other due to her moans of pleasure.

"Oh, sweet Celestia!", she cried, bouncing up and down on Blitz. Her low moans grew as she leaned down on him, the tips of her nipples grazing Blitz's toned muscles. Her thrusts and gyration of her hips along his towering cock made her breasts shake up and down, grazing the sensitive nipples along the hard-packed pecs. She brought her hands up, rubbing them along his shoulders and arms, fondling the muscles as she smiled to herself.

Blitz rolled his head back, his eyes clenched shut in pleasure. He heard another sound, and rolled his head to the side, his eyes falling on a new erotic sight. Nets and Goal, both of them having had their turn with Blitz, turned to one another. The two of them had wrapped one another in an embrace, their breasts mashing together as they kissed passionately. Nets stuck her wing beneath Goals slit, her feather tips rubbing along the stained slit. Goal returned the action, leaning down and giving Nets a hickey. The two writhed, somewhat experienced, but clearly trying to make up for that with passion and excitement.

His vision was drawn back to Barbelle by the mare, who grabbed his face and jerked it to her. She used that opportunity to lean in even further, slamming her lips into his. His eyes went wide at the sudden action, but he soon accepted and even got into it. She pressed her breasts to his chest, leaning up to him after breaking the kiss. She whispered in his ear, "Oh, I've wanted to do this since the Rainboom. And, now... I get to. I'm going to bucking dominate you. My little... personal... cock-Woah!"

She was caught off-guard when he suddenly pushed against her. The impact sent her rolling back, the cock barely remaining in her, as she fell against the other side of the chairs from him. The cock was suddenly thrust back into her, Barbelle moaning in the sudden shock. Blitz hovered over her, a wicked grin on his face. He leaned in, his grin never faltering, and whispered to her, "My turn, Barbie."

He rolled his hips, his cock nearly leaving the slit, before slamming back in. He grabbed her breasts, using them as handholds to give him better ability to thrust into her. Barbelle, meanwhile, could only moan, almost every part of her body rippling with massive waves of pleasure. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, pleasure nulling her sensations as she only had enough strength to reach up and cup his pecs. Electric sparks raced through her spine and brain, almost making her blackout from the sheer pleasure.

"Coming up, Barbie", Blitz said. "Ready?"

"Nocturne, yes!", Barbelle practically screamed, arching her back so as to give him better access to her breasts. Her own orgasm seemed to be rising, deep pleasure racing across her body. She managed enough power in her almost useless limbs in order to pull his head down, pulling him back into a fierce kiss. She finally felt it come up through her, and her orgasm exploded out. Said orgasm had barely died down when she felt Blitz's cock twitch and shake within her cunt, before a spurt of liquid shooting into her. A final scream of pleasure shot free, before she fell back, Blitz's weight removing from her mostly as he fell to her side.

"Buck", Blitz said, a light-hearted giggle on it.

Nets, having finished with Goal, said, "Yes, you did."

"Shut up, Nets", Barbelle said. She rolled her head over, watching her two other friends scoot over to him. "So, now what?"

"Well", Blitz said. "Between what we did and what you said before it, I have a feeling that we're gonna be more than friends after this."

"Got that right", Barbelle said. "So... arrange a few dates, then work it out from there?"

"Sounds good", Blitz said. "But, in the meantime..." He held out his arms, all three mares picking up on the indication instantly. They clambered in close to him, Barbelle on one side and Goal and Nets on the other. The three leaned close to him, all falling asleep from the exertion with big, dopey smiles on their faces.