Sinister Stripes

“Fuck, keep going slut!” Zecora grunted, shoving her cock faster and faster in Pinkie’s mouth, the mare’s throat bulging with her mistress’ size. “I’m cumming!”

Hearing Zecora’s sultry moans, Pinkie picked up her paces, taking in the full length of the fat zebra cock in the back of her throat. Eagerly, she squealed in joy as she could feel the girth swelling inside her throat-pussy. After this long, sucking Zecora off was expected of her. Akin to a greeting, or a hug, it was a sign of her devotion to her mistress. Not that she had any complaints. In the last few weeks, her life had completely changed. First this pink whore opened her up to a world of uncontrolled depravity, she only wanted more. With the conquest of Fluttershy and her family, Zecora only delved deeper into her lustful urges. Not to mention the joy she felt when she found out both Fluttershy and her mother were now heavy with her foal.

“Swallow my load, you slut!” Zecora groaned, shivering as she held Pinkie’s head in place as she kept her full length in the mare’s throat. “Choke on my dick!”

Pinkie’s cheeks puffed out as the zebra released herself into her fucktoy’s throat. She greedily swallowed load after load as Zecora continued to hump a little with each new thick rope of cum pumping into her belly. Pinkie continued to drink her mistress’ cum, guzzling it down as if it were the nectar of life. Taking both hands, she groped her leaking chest with one hand, while nearly shoving the other one in her sobbing pussy. The pinke mare drank and drank, letting her belly swell with the strong taste of her mistress’ spunk. She must’ve taken it over a hundred times by now, and each time only made her want to keep filling her belly. After several long seconds of stuffing Pinkie, Zecora eventually pulled out.

“Ooo, that felt great.” Zecora cooed, leaning back a little as she stared down at Pinkie’s face. The mare’s mouth was still open, tongue hanging out as she could still see some cum on her tongue. “Thanks slut, I needed that.”

“No problem.” Pinkie said with a goofy smile. Standing up, she still rubbed her pussy with every intent of being fucked at any moment. “But you wanna stop there? My pussy could use your sexy cock.”

“I just might take you up on that.” Zecora nodded, gabbing the mare and repositioning her to bend over. Pressing Pinkie’s chest against the table, she aimed her still hard cock at the moist entrance. “After what I saw today, I need some relief.”

“Oh?” Pinkie asked, raising an eyebrow and she let out a low moan as she felt the tip of Zecora’s cock slip into her soft embrace. “What did you see-ohh, ahh!”

Before she could finish her question, Zecora shoved her full length in Pinkie’s pussy, her cockhead pushing hard against her cervix. Her chest heaved as she started to pick up a humping pace, making the mare’s body rocking and swaying back and forth, while her round ass bounced on the fat cock filling her insides. Pinkie’s eyes rolled back as her tongue dangled from her mouth. She loved feeling herself being fucked like a favorite toy, it made her heavy flutter, while her pussy was absolutely tingling with the delight of having every sweet spot on her rubbed and played with.

“Since you asked, I’ll tell you.” Zecora commented, not stopping but instead smacking Pinkie’s ass hard while she continued to thrust in and out of her pussy. “While I was at the market today, I saw a mare I nearly bent over and fucked right in front of everypony.”

“Ooo? That sounds so hot!” Pinkie moaned, looking back at her mistress with sparkling eyes. “Who? Who?”

“I don’t know her name.” Zecora explained, thinking back to what she saw. “She had a tan coat, long light brown mane, but she had curves that were barely covered by her attire.” Her pace quickened as she was describing the mare, Pinkie only moaned louder as she was being humped into. “There are many in Ponyville I want to fuck, but it’s rare I see one that I need to hold myself back from approaching. Truly, she was so captivating.”

“Oh! I know you!” Pinkie exclaimed, her body trembling and her voice straining a little as she reached orgasm. While spraying her climax on the floor, and with wobbling legs, she continued. “That’s Creamy Heart, everypony want to fuck that milf. But you’re in luck. She’s a total whore!”

“Is she now?” Zecora replied, raising an eyebrow as she picked up her thrusting speed. “Maybe I should pay her a visit. Do you know where she lives?”

“Yes, but I have a better idea.” Pinkie suggested, picking up the speed of her own ass backing up on her mistress’ dick. “She likes to act like a good mother, but she goes out to a gloryhole and gets her throat fucked almost every night.”

“That is very interesting.” Zecora smirked, leaning in to shove herself faster in Pinkie’s pussy. The idea of fucking the mare she saw earlier, and now Pinkie seemingly being able to make it happen. This was pushing her over the edge. “Can you arrange a meeting?”

“Oh yeah!” Pinkie explained, gritting her teeth as she was struck by another shivering climax. “I met her at a gloryhole in the park. She’s almost a bigger slut than I am.” Her lips twisted into a cocky smile as she spoke, but her voice continued to moan in a sultry tone. “I don’t even think her husband knows his sons aren’t even his.”

“Now that is a whore I want to meet!” Zecora laughed, the excitement pushing her over the edge as she was ready to fuck another load into her pink slut. “Good slut, now take your reward!” Letting out one more hard thrust, she emptied another orgasm into Pinkie’s pussy, stuffing and stretching her womb out. It was amazing, no matter how many times she came in her, the pink mare never seemed to get pregnant. Almost as if she was absorbing her mistress’ spunk. “I can’t wait to fuck that whore.”

Later on in the evening, following Pinkie’s instructions, Zecora arrived at Ponyville's park. In the past, she would’ve dressed in her cloak when considering such a scandalous act, but in recent days, she’s been less concerned. If anything, part of her wanted someone to approach her, maybe she could take them home for a hot fuck. That was something she was envious of Pinkie, that mare could get anyone in town anytime and didn’t care. It was going to be a long, long time before the zebra felt that degree of confidence. Though she couldn’t help but smiling at what was to come, even more so when she saw her pink sex toy waiting for her near an unassuming looking building. As expected, Pinkie was dressed like the voluptuous pink whore she was. A tight looking pair of shorts and even tighter tank top that couldn’t even hide her areolas. Smirking at the sight of the mare, Zecora approached, eager to see what was to come.

“Hey there!” Pinkie waved over to her mistress, giving her a nice, tight, chest pressing hug. “She should be here any minute.”

“Excellent. If I wait too long, I’ll have to plow your throat to pass the time.” Zecora said, half joking as she groped Pinkie’s ass. “But I’ll need to save my load for Creamy’s slut throat.”

“Well, she’s usually here around…” Pinkie said, keeping a lookout. Though whether this was because she was making sure Creamy was coming, or if anypony was coming by so she could suck Zecora’s cock. But just before she was about to fish out her favorite dick, her ears perked up. “Oh! There she is!”

Looking towards where Pinkie was pointing, Zecora saw her. Creamy Heart, though whatever beauty she had when she saw her earlier in the day, it was nothing compared to what she was gazing at. It was pretty obvious the mare was who she was. As if she made the smallest effort to change her appearance. All that was different was her mane style, still long but wavy and flowing like sexy silk. Her attire was far sluttier than her more conservative dress. This was a tight tube top that not only helped nipple impressions, but it even showed her nipples were pierced. Her bottom was covered by a short skirt, barely covering her ass, and revealing she not only wasn’t wearing panties, but even from this distance, Zecora could make out a couple piercings. And yet, she didn't put any makeup on, still holding her natural beauty.

“There she is indeed.” Zecora commented, humming an eager tone as she looked at the coming mare. “Seems like I should get ready.”

“Oh yeah, head inside, I’ll make sure she comes to you.” Pinkie giggled, giving Zecora a passionate kiss before ushering her into the building. “Have fun.”

Entering the smaller building. Zecora quickly discovered this must’ve been a public restroom at one point, but converted to a gloryhole hotspot. It wasn’t as dirty as she thought it would be, as if somepony put in the time and money to convert it. It had several booths, but Zecora could barely hear what was happening. The fact that many were closed and some were open implied there must’ve been some here getting their dicks sucks. It was only as she was walking by that a faint sigil array glowed. Zecora quickly concluded this must’ve been some sound dampening spell in place. Perhaps to hide the identity of the occupants and their clients. Not that it mattered, she found a booth and set herself up.

The booth was surprisingly large and clean, with a rather large hole in just the right spot. As well as that, there were what seemed to be some hinges on one side, but set in a way where it can be opened on the other side. Perhaps this was a feature installed if the mare was impressed and wanted to see who she was sucking. This was definitely going to come in handy. Sitting there on a bench, she awaited the arrival of her quarry. It wasn’t a long wait, as she could hear not only the sound of Creamy talking as she walked into the other side, but the ever so loud sounds of Pinkie too.

“And so I was like, well duh you can blow that load all over my face. My lunch break was supposed to be over ten minutes ago.” Pinkie said, most likely regaling Creamy of another one of her sex stories. “I mean yeah, Mr. Cake fucked my throat a little more, but man did he love to cover my tits in cum.”

“I know what you mean.” Creamy replied, giggling as she walked with the pink slut. “Why just the other day, I had an especially fun one. Now he didn’t say much, but his cock was pumping my cunt so hard, I thought I was gonna give birth right there.”

“Ooo?! You should introduce me!” Pinkie cheered, hugging the motherly milf. “Maybe we can share him?”

“Maybe later Pinkie.” Creamy answered, letting out another playful giggle. “You know I don’t get to know who I fuck. Makes it easier. Anyway, all this talk is making me really horny.”

“Ooo! I know right!” Pinkie giggled, her voice getting a little louder as the mares were approaching Zecora’s booth. “I found a special cock for you today. After you helped me with that last second gangbang party, I owed you one.”

“Aww, thanks babe.” Creamy replied, kissing the mare. Though this quickly turned to the mare making out for several long seconds. “Guess I better not keep my special guest waiting.”

“Have fun sexy!” Pinkie said, playfully smacking Creamy’s large, round ass, making the milf moan a little. “I’ll be fucking the guy next door!”

Walking into her side of the booth, Creamy’s eyes widened in amazement at the fat, darkened cock already sticking through the large hole, with her huge balls hanging below. Even then, it seemed to just fit in the round opening, twitching its thick precum in anticipation. As she closed the door behind her, Creamy looked over her new “friend”. It was certainly big, much bigger than the cock she talked about earlier. Giggling at it, she was quickly to lower her top, letting her pierced nipples bounce free of their fabric restraints. Kneeling just a few inches away from the dick, she leaned in, the musky smell was so strong and masucline, it was numbing her senses.

“Well, aren't you a frisky one.” Creamy commented, poking a finger against Zecora’s cock, unaware of who was on the other side. “You must be really proud of yourself.” Feeling a little playful, she took her same hand, gently stroking the upper part of the shaft. It was obvious she was a skilled slut, her touch was making the lustful zebra twitch, oozing out her precum. “Fuck, your cock is massive.” Giggling, she leaned in to give the tip a gentle kiss. “Mmm, not a bad taste.”

Opening her mouth, Creamy placed herself over Zecora’s cock, stopping only as she took in the first few inches, primarily the leaking cockhead. Suckling along the fat end, she rolled her tongue along the precum, getting a taste of her partner’s flavor. It was a much stronger, far more masculine taste than she had tried before. Certainly one she didn’t recognize. Which only made her pussy get wetter with excitement. It had been so long since she took a large cock that she didn’t recognize, and there have been many fat dicks she sucked here. So much so, she was almost able to tell who she was being throat fucked by. But this one, she did not know, and it made her want more.

“Tell me stranger, who are you?” Creamy asked, using her honey sweet voice to try and lure Zecora to reveal herself. Though it wasn’t required, the slutty milf enjoyed playing with her partners. “Or do you get off not letting this wet whore know who’s gonna take your sexy cock?”

Zecora had to cover her mouth, her voice nearly slipping as she muffled her moans. Using her strength, she coughed, attempting to make herself sound gruffer. Coughing and huffing again, she tried to distract Creamy’s inquiry, swaying her cock, thrusting it a little as if to keep the mare’s attention on the dick. This seemed to work at first, the mare was taking the girth back into her mouth, bobbing her head only a little as she moaned softly. Zecora believed she would’ve been able to handle whatever Creamy could do, that after her time with a whore mare like Pinkie, she could endure anything. She was wrong.

‘What’s with this mouth?!’ Zecora thought to herself, muffling her moans as much as she could as she felt her cock being embraced by the warm, moist, and slippery mouth of the milf mare. ‘This is so much better than Pinkie, how is this possible?!’

“I can feel you twitching.” Creamy cooed, her voice partially muffled by Zecora’s cock going in and out of her mouth. “Does my mystery study want more?” The zebra could only give a gruff cough, still trying to hide her identity as the mare giggled. “Such a silly stallion. But I think they are getting lonely.”

Reaching down, Creamy gently fondled Zecora's balls. They twitched slightly at the mare’s touch, her hands were soft and her fingers were able to rub about the cum filled, leathery sack. The round orbs were heavy, making the mare even more curious just how much cum was hidden within. Given her long history of sucking cocks, Creamy could not only guess who she was sucking off based on their moans, but even how much cum could be in their balls by how heavy they were. Zecora’s were just stuffed with cum, so much so, the mare was curious to see how much she could drink.

“So heavy, these must hurt, no wonder Pinkie brought you to me.” Creamy commented, somewhat quietly, but it did not escape Zecora’s notice. “You poor thing, don’t worry, I’ll get all that delicious cum out of you.”

Without another word, Creamy took Zecora’s cock fully into her mouth. It was so tight, the warm embrace of this mare’s throat was unlike anything the zebra had felt. This was a mare whose skills were without question. Pinkie was a gifted amatur compared to her, and Zecora knew she wasn’t going to last long. Not only would she be blowing her load right into Creamy’s mouth, but she was already weighing the risk of breaking down the barrier between them and fucking this slutty mare right then and there. Certainly Pinkie would help her, but this wouldn’t be enough. She needed something that would force Creamy to obey. She didn’t want to break the mare by force, she wanted to make her break herself on her cock.

Taking in more and more of the fat cock, almost too easily as she had reached the halfway point before Zecora finished another heavy huff of hot breath against the barrier in front of her. Groaning, the zebra was struggling more and more to hold back her sounds. Though the magics that cover the booth would keep her identity a secret from the outside, she didn’t want Creamy to find out, not yet. Even if there was a chance her voice wouldn’t be recognized, she wanted to do all this on her terms. Grunting, Zecora continued to strain herself, gritting her teeth as she was getting ready to blow.

“Are you going cum?” Creamy asked, pulling her mouth off Zecora’s cock, but still stroking the saliva slick shaft. “Does my mouth feel that good baby?” Giggling, she was enjoying this sensation, loving the thought that this mysterious stud was possibly a virgin, or at the very least inexperienced in a real cock loving slut. “How about I drink that hot load of yours.”

“N-n-no.” Zecora commented, doing her best to cough and maintain a gruff and somewhat masucline voice. “Y-your tits...use your tits...please.”

“Oh? Do you want me to use these?” Creamy asked, wedging Zecora’s cock between her soft chest. The zebra gasped out as the soft embrace made a small spurt of cum fire off, landing across the mare’s face. “Oh my, did it feel that good?” Slowly, she moved her chest up and down, rubbing down the girth with her huge tits. “You like my boobs? You wanna blow your load all over my sexy boobs?” Hearing the zebra’s straining groans, she giggled. “Well save some for me, I wanna drink some before you coat me in your hot spunk.”

Her words, her voice, her mouth, her chest, all of this was going to cause Zecora to cum any minute now. No amount of endurance and stamina training could prepare her for this. All that time with Pinkie, nothing compared to this. Creamy Heart was a slut beyond measure, and she was going to get the best service. Faster and faster, the mare took in more and more of Zecora’s cock, making the zebra groan, muffling her pleasurable noises as the milf bobbed her head. The combination of mouth and tits was going to be too much as Creamy was already going past the halfway point. Within another few throatfucking minutes, she managed to not only deepthroat Zecora’s cock, but the way she worked her tongue and bulging full throat, it was like she was still stroking the thick size.

‘Fuck! I’m cumming!’ Zecora thought, groaning to herself as she was getting to the brink. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ Shivering as her dick twitched hard, she felt her release coursing through her loins.

Creamy easily swallowed the initial release, but as Zecora continued to pump her cum into the mare, her eyes only widened as she continued to gulp down as much as she could. But no matter how much she drank, this fat, succulent cock wasn’t letting up. It was as if she was drinking from a cum hose. Creamy’s eyes widened as she couldn’t contain it, it was only as her cheeks puffed out and some cum was leaking from her nose that she released herself. The sudden feeling of air kissing the slick, soaked cock, that another hot and heavy load shot out. This spunk coated her chest, leaving her tits in a sticky white display.

“Well, you certainly made an impression.” Creamy moaned, rubbing her breasts together as she licked at her cum covered bosom. “I hope I can suck this cock again baby.”

“Oh I believe you will...Creamy Heart.” Zecora spoke up, feeling the time was now. Taking a moment to pull her cock free of the hole, she tucked her genitals away before speaking again. “Don’t be so surprised, it was bound to happen eventually. Now, how about you and I get more acquainted?”

“I-I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Creamy stuttered, taking off guard as she tried to change the subject. “How about I give that dick another sucking and we don’t talk about who I may or may not be.”

“Oh I know who you are.” Zecora continued, her tone trying to play off as confident as possible. “I’ve already managed to record enough of your voice. There’s no way that can be disproven.” This was a lie, she hadn’t considered using such a tactic until halfway through her orgasm. But maybe this could work. “So, what do you say?”

It wasn’t long, a couple short moments before eventually, a small whimper came from across the barrier. Slowly, Creamy opened it, swinging it to see who was blackmailing her. To her shock, she nearly fell backwards at the sight of the zebra mare. She didn’t know what to make of this, how did Zecora know? Did Pinkie do this? No, she knows to respect her privacy and not tell anyone who she is, but here she was. But as she panted in worry, her eyes looked back down between Zecora’s legs. Swallowing hard, she felt her body becoming hotter. This had never happened before, and yet she felt herself getting more and more aroused.

“O-o-okay, you got me.” Creamy whimpered, admitting her defeat. “W-what do you want?”

“I would like a little more time with my new favorite slut.” Zecora commented, leaning in to get a little too close to the milf. “But not here, how about your house?” With some reluctance, Creamy nodded her head. “Very good, after you.”

After a short, but terrifying return, Creamy brought Zecora to her home. Thankfully, no one was walking the streets at night, the embarrassment would've been too much for the mare to handle. But as the two made their way through the threshold, she would've wished someone saw them. With a wicked smirk, Zecora reached around Creamy’s chest, tearing her top off. Barely giving the milf's tits a chance to finish bouncing, the zebra shoved her further into the door. The mare let out a loud yelp, nearly collapsing to the floor as she struggled to stay standing. Walking fully into the door, Zecora closed the door, but didn't lock it behind her.

"Now, what should we do first?" Zecora contemplated aloud, not seemingly caring for the worry and fear growing in Creamy's eyes. After a few seconds, she snapped her fingers. "Ah yes, I believe I was going to pick up where we left off."

"M-m-my bedroom is-'' Creamy tried to show Zecora somewhere more private, just in case her son, Button, would be home or could walk in anytime. But Zecora had other plans, the zebra was already whipping her growing dick from her clothes. Her eyes widened again at the sight of the swelling appendage. It was getting bigger than how it was at the booth. "W-w-we can do this in my bed-"

"Oh no we will not, not now at least." Zecora sneered, walking over to Creamy, her cock swaying from side to side as she kept her eyes on the trembling mare. "I had that tight throat, but there's your other whore holes I need to stuff." After a moment to consider which would be first, she chuckled. "But the walk here has dried the saliva from my dick, so I'm going to need to get it wet again." Creamy wanted to run, but would it help? Probably not. If she wanted to get through tonight, she would have no choice but to obey. "Now get on your knees...now!"

Creamy did as she was ordered, presenting herself to Zecora, resting on her knees as she stared at her. It wasn't as alluring as the first time, but the fact she was being forced didn't help. Scowling, the zebra walked over to the mare. This wasn't exactly how she wanted this to be, but that was going to change. Once she reached her, Creamy opened her mouth, knowing what was to come. Staring down at the milf, Zecora smirked, feeling a rush of pleasure from this feeling. The busty mare wasn't as willing as she wanted, but she'd be more eager soon enough. Grabbing the sides of Creamy’s face, she angled her cum oozing cockhead towards her lips.

"Here it comes." Zecora moaned, thrusting forward. So hard was the initial movement of the thick dick, she bottomed out in her mouth. Creamy’s throat swelled as she nearly gagged on the size, but the zebra only started to pick up a humping speed. "Oh fuck, that's it. Take it you slut!"

Creamy’s eyes rolled back as the thick cock rammed itself in and out of her throat, causing her to make wet and sloppy groaning sounds. Her body tensed up, and she felt as if she couldn’t move as Zecora used her mouth like a loose toy. This wasn’t the same as the cocksucking she was used to. This was loving, this wasn’t caring, this was just a savage brute using her as a sex toy. And yet, this loveless treatment was making her pussy hotter. Normally, Creamy had all the control, she decided what dick was going to make her cum, but Zecora was forcing the decision on her, she was so powerless, completely at the mercy of this zebra’s fat cock. Her mind was screaming out in fear, and yet her body was becoming more and more soaked in a growing passion.

“What’s this?” Zecora commented, sniffing the sweeter air that wafted from Creamy’s body. “Are you getting turned on? You’re such a whore! What kind’ve mare gets turned on by having her throat fucked against her will?” Picking up her pace, she grunted, the excitement getting herself close to climax. “You want to drink my hot load? Huh, slut? You want to drink another helping of my hot load?” Creamy couldn’t respond, her muffled cries fell on deaf ears as the zebra fucked deeper in her mouth. “Ooo take it you fuckable toy!”

Grunting, Zecora released herself in Creamy's mouth, pumping another fat load in her mouth. Holding her head in place as she bottomed out in her body. The thick spunk stuffed the mare’s belly, swelling it even further before she eventually pulled herself out. The force of the release not only caused another spurt of cum strike the side of her face and tits, as well as shoving Creamy to the floor. Seeing the mare laying on the floor, her chest heaving as she panted in worry, only made Zecora’s cock twitch harder. Fully stripping from her clothing, Zecora approached the laying mare, savoring this predatory feeling as she readied herself.

“Get up.” Zecora ordered, looking over to a nearby couch. “Or would you prefer I plow your wet hole on the floor?”

Creamy did as she was told, barely hesitating as she knew disobedience wouldn’t end well for her. Getting up with a nervous shaking, she walked back towards the couch, sitting on it. Zecora only watched, her eyes silently commanded the milf to present herself. Creamy, believing she knew what the zebra wanted. Spreading her legs, she used her hands to grope one of her large breasts while rubbing at her pussy lips. With a low moan, she looked at Zecora, trying her best to put on an erotic display.

“Very nice, very nice.” Zecora smirked, stopping only a few inches away from the mare. From where she stood, she towered over the trembling milf. “Beg for it.”

“... … …” Creamy hesitated, not sure what to say, but Zecora’s growing impatience overwhelmed her indecisiveness. “P-p-please...my pussy is so wet...fuck me with your fat co-aah!”

“If you say so slut!” Zecora laughed, not even letting Creamy finish as she plunged her dick in the mare’s soft entrance. The mare’s mouth hung open as she felt her inner walls being stretched open. “Fuck, you’re tighter than I thought!”

Pushing herself a little more, she barely managed to get close to half her length in Creamy's pussy. Zecora groaned, panting harder as she grabbed at the mare’s legs, wedging herself deeper and deeper. Huffing, the zebra pressed harder, causing Creamy’s pussy to stretch wider and wider, as well as rubbing along her sensitive spots. Despite still putting up some degree of resistance, the milf was feeling her pussy spasming out, a feeling that not even her husband had given her. Her mind was doing everything she could to hold back, but her body knew what she wanted. She wanted to be a loyal wife, but she was still a slut, a mare that loved to suck as much cock as she could.

“What's this?” Zecora smirked, staring down at Creamy’s blushing face. Keeping to her pace, she continued to thrust herself in and out as much as she could, but even then, she was barely able to get about half her length in the mare’s tight hole. “You’re so tight, but it’s so wet. Do you like this? Is it better than your husband?”

“It’s...it’s…” Creamy moaned, trying her best not to resist. But it was slowly fading. Her mind was crumbling with each hard thrust of the brutal and savage zebra cock stretching her pussy. She could feel her inner walls being forcibly reshaped into something completely different than her husband. “It’s...it’s…”

“Tell me whore!” Zecora grunted, her voice becoming more and more demanding as she fucked Creamy wide open. “Tell me your husband is better, and I’ll stop.”

Creamy’s eyes were wide open, was Zecora telling the truth? Could this all end with just her word? It would be so easy, just stay loyal to her husband, tell this zebra she isn’t as good, and this could all end. Her lips quivered, her words stuck to the back of her throat. Why wasn’t she saying it? This hesitation didn’t escape Zecora, who only hammered herself in and out of Creamy’s soft pussy. Her pace became much harder as she slipped a little over half the length in the milf mare’s soft insides. All she could do was whimper some more as the zebra continued to drive herself closer and closer to a forced orgasm.

“What was that?” Zecora chuckled, leaning over Creamy, her full length nearly in the mare. “You want this to stop don’t you?” Despite giving the indication she’d end this at her word, the zebra still fucked the mare with the same intensity. “Or maybe you want to be fucked? Do you like this? You want to be stuffed with more cock?”

Creamy continued to struggle, somewhat silently restraining herself, letting only a few low moans out. Zecora only continued to keep her humping speed, making the mare’s chest bounce and jiggle more and more. This growing pleasure was making it harder and harder for her to resist. Creamy’s body was ready to give in, only one orgasm, one powerful climax would solidify her fall. Zecora’s cock was better than her husband, the stallion she loved, the stallion who’s dick could never stretch her like this. She wasn’t going to last much longer, she was going to cum, she was going to lose herself to this zebra and her marvelous cock. But just as quick and deep as she started, Zecora suddenly stopped.

“I think that’s enough.” Zecora commented, starting to pull herself out of Creamy’s softness. “I believe you’ve suffered more than enough, and besides, you clearly want your husband more than me. Isn’t that right?”

Creamy could barely say anything. Was this it? Could this be true? Was this really how this would end? She couldn’t tell if this was a trap, or was Zecora being honest with her? So why was she feeling so down? Did she want this? No, that couldn’t be it. Zecora was a savage, unfeeling zebra that wanted to violate a place that only her husband could touch. And yet, as she was feeling that space became more and more void of this cock, Creamy wanted more.

"P-please." Creamy moaned, her voice was weak, but Zecora could hear her. "Put it back in."

"What was that?" Zecora asked, raising a curious eyebrow as she smirked down at the mare. "I thought you wanted to stop?"

"N-no…I-I-I need it…" Creamy cooed, her body having fallen and mind ready to fall. "I-I-I need it, please."

"Beg for it." Zecora ordered, leaning in to gently rubbed along Creamy’s cheek. "If you want it, you have to show me."

Creamy trembled at Zecora’s touch, feeling something else besides the fear of before. It wasn't uncertainty, it wasn't worry, it was a longing. This was a nervousness that she had not felt since the first night she felt with her husband. For a brief moment, the image of her husband flashed in her mind. But that's all it was, a brief moment. Her pussy was gushing and felt empty without something fat and hot inside. Zecora’s cock still emanated her strong musk, numbing her senses. For another moment, she stared at the zebra, her eyes drifting from her face to her cock and back again. Now was no longer the time to hesitate. This magnificent zebra wanted her to beg for her, and Creamy could no longer think of any reason to stop, not after things going this far.

As Zecora took a step back, as if to tease Creamy further, the mare shifted. Moving a little, she rolled herself, presenting her round, soft, fat ass to the lustful zebra. Smirking, Zecora grabbed at Creamy's ass, smacking it a little as she lined up her cock towards the soaking wet entrance. The moment her cockhead pressed against the moist opening, she rammed herself back into the mare. Creamy’s head arched back as her mouth hung open. The fat cock ramming inside her was reaching further inside than before. As well as this, but the way her cock was shaped, as well as the angle of her thrusts, it was rubbing along her sensitive spots.

Faster and harder, Zecora fucked in and out of Creamy's pussy, stretching her fuck hole to better fit the zebra’s large size. The mare was losing the last of her sanity as she felt her cervix gushing her longing juices. Raising a hand, Zecora smacked the milf's ass, making her moan and scream, her lips curled into a wicked grin as she smacked harder and harder. Creamy’s tongue dangled from her mouth, her eyes were rolling back, and her inner folds tightened their loving embrace around the thick girth inside her. Her mind was becoming blank as her senses were going numb, she was about to cum. Creamy’s throat moaned louder and louder as she felt herself getting close to cumming from Zecora’s savage cock.

"You like that? Huh slut?" Zecora asked, looking at the red handprints on Creamy’s ass while she continued to pound her pussy rougher. "How does my cock feel?"

"I...I...I…" Creamy cooed, shivering as she knew saying nothing would only make it worse. "I love it."

"How much you whore?" Zecora asked, grabbing at Creamy’s soft hips, fucking faster, making her fat tits bounce against the couch. "Who would you rather fuck? Me, or that limp dick husband?"

"You...you...please don't stop." Creamy moaned, her tone sounding more and more sultry as she cried out in pleasure. "Your cock feels so good, please keep fucking me!"

"Good whore." Zecora grunted, shoving herself so deep, it was like her fuck wss punching through to the mare’s deepest insides. "I can't wait to knock you up." Pausing for only a moment, she turned her head toward the doorway. "You want to see that Button? You want to see me get your slutty mum pregnant?"

Standing at the doorway, his eyes open wide in shock and confusion, was Button Mash, Creamy’s son. Having just returned from a long night with friends, he expected to just walk past his mother sleeping and sneak into his room. His eyes only stared in disbelief. His mother, maybe a little more flirty and kind for her own good, was moaning like a whore in heat. Behind her, Zecora, an exotic zebra he had seen numerous times before, not only had a massive dick, but was ramming it in and out of his mother's pussy. Trembling for a moment, he tried to speak, but his words got caught in his throat.

"You're gonna just stand there and stare?" Asked the honey sweet voice belonging to Pinkie Pie, the slutmare standing behind him. "Or maybe you wanna have fun too?"

Before Button could say anything, his body tensed up by the sudden sensation of not only the bare chest of the infamous pink mare against his back, but something big and hard poking against his rear. Trembling some more, he could feel Pinkie’s hot breath kiss along the back of his neck. It made him feel weak in the knees. He had been warned by Sweetie Belle over and over that Pinkie was a slut, a shameless mare who'd suck him off and he had better not give in. Feeling he'd never be able to fight back, he always tried to avoid her. But here she was, the mare no sane stallion would turn down, naked, pressing her body against him, as if she wanted him. This would've been a guilty wet dream come true, but as he stared down, he saw the source of the hard thing against him. Slipping between his legs, was a fat, throbbing, dark pink cock.

Before Button could do anything, Pinkie was already tearing into his clothes. The stallion struggled and flailed in what way he could. His mind was filled with panic as his body was driven by feral instincts. But she didn't care. Pinkie's hands were able to first get Button's shirt off, showing off he had a decent looking chest and abs. Her lips curled into a smile as she grabbed at him, her strength overpowering him as she turned him around to face her. Her eyes stared deeply into his, her arms rubbed along his chest as she cooed. Button tensed up as her face came incredibly close to him. Maintaining her cooing smile, she continued rubbing her toned body.

"Oh Button. Why didn't Sweetie tell me you had such a tough body?" Pinkie cooed, her lips kissing gently along his cheek and neck as she teased him. Leaning a little more into him, she rubbed her oozing cock against the growing bulge in Button's pants. "Well, no time like the present!"

"Just don't break him too quickly." Zecora laughed, looking over at the pink slut. "I have plans for him, so get him ready for me."

"Okie dokie lokie!" Pinkie cheered, looking away from the stallion for only a moment, before returning to stare into his eyes. "Now, where were we...oh yes!"

Pressing her mouth against Button's, Pinkie shoved her tongue into his mouth. She moaned her sweet, whorish sounds as he tried to free himself of her embrace, but her grip was too hard. He felt his body betraying every feeling he felt towards his marefriend. And yet, he couldn't deny, the pink mare was making him harder than Sweetie ever could. Pinkie seemed to feel this, her hands started loosening their hold, but the stallion was too distracted by what she was doing. It was only when she reached his pants, that she released his mouth.

"Feels like you're getting a stiffy." Pinkie giggled, kissing at Button's neck. With the skill of a thief, she easily unbuttoned his pants, pulling it down, revealing a sizable erection. "Oh wowie! Button, you're such a big boy aren't you?" She turned towards Zecora, her hands stroking at the stallion’s cock and fondling his balls. "Hey! Look at this. Button's pretty big."

"Hmm not bad." Zecora mused, looking at the stallion's size. "It's no way as big as mine, but it’ll do. So by all means, have fun."

"Yay! You hear that Button? We can have some fun." Pinkie giggled, dropping to her knees. Staring up at him, her eyes sparkled. "So let's make up for lost time!"

Before Button could do anything, the pink whore was already taking the stallion’s full length in her mouth. It was warm, and wet, a silky embrace of softness that was making him squirm at her touch. Grabbing at her head, he tried, against his better judgement, to pry the slutty mare’s mouth off his dick, but she held a much stronger grip. As Pinkie picked up the speed of her bobbing head, her hands reached around, groping at Button’s ass, spreading his subtle cheeks. Her cock twitched as she felt herself building to a strong release. Having this new dick brought about sensations and pleasure she had never thought possible. And yet, she wanted more.

“P-Pinkie...p-p-please…” Button groaned, begging as he felt the strength leaving his body, as if the mare was sucking the soul out of his dick. “I-I-I can’t...I can’t…”

“Come on Button baby.” Pinkie moaned, stroking the stallion’s dick as she licked along the tip. “I want that hot little cum in my mouth. Come on...give it to me. Give your big sister Pinkie your delicious cock milk!”

Her sultry words only drove him over the edge. Letting out a whimpering moan, Button felt as his cum was being forcibly drunk out of him like an extra thick milkshake through a narrow straw. Pinkie only eagerly drank and drank, draining the stallion’s balls of every drop she could take in. The stallion only shivered as he felt himself cumming more and more in her mouth, to which she continued to swallow his release as if it were the most delicious thing she could have at the moment. It was only after a few more moments of bobbing her head to suckle more out of the tip, she released her oral hold on him. So strong was his orgasm, Button’s legs gave out from under him, causing him to drop off the ground to face the heart-eyed mare.

“Come here you little cutie!” Pinkie cooed, grabbed Button, bringing him into a wet, passionate kiss. The stallion wanted to resist, but his body was too weak. If not the mare’s slippery tongue that seemed to almost reach the back of his throat, but it was the taste of his own cum in his mouth that was making his body tremble a little. Pulling herself back, Pinkie stood up, making sure to gently smack Button across the face with her twitching dick, leaving a small bit of precum across his cheek.

“Now open up Button.” Pinkie said, her lips curled in an almost sinister smile as she stared down the timid stallion. “Cause I need this big dick here to be nice and slippery.”

Button tried to hold his mouth shut, even as Pinkie continued to push her cockhead against his lips. Grumbling a little to herself as she was being denied, the mare pushed harder and harder. Eventually, she grabbed the sides of his head and pushed him down while she thrusted upwards. The force was too much for him to handle, the slutmare’s cock forced its way into his mouth. The taste and smell was overwhelming, and yet it was more the feeling of how thick and hard it was that was making Button’s body lose all its strength.

“Oh Button, your mouth feels so good!” Pinkie moaned, her tongue dangling from her mouth as she started humping. “Come on...take that dick you twink bitch!” Her tone for a moment went dark, almost sinister, but she quickly let out a playful giggle. Her eyes returned to a more cheerful stare as she smiled a more goofy grin. “Come on Button baby, get me wet. I wanna fuck your tight ass!”

Button’s body was only growing weaker as Pinkie continued to hump and thrust her dick in and out of the stallion’s mouth. It was such a strange feeling. He never would’ve considered even feeling anything but disgust from this. But part of him seemed to feel okay with this. More than once, his friends had joked that maybe Sweetie Belle could be pegging him, but he always shot down such claims. His marefriend was always the more assertive in the bedroom, this was true, but Button wasn’t into being on the receiving end.

“Oh? Keep sucking me baby.” Pinkie moaned, groping her chest as she kept one hand on the back of Button’s head. “You’re so good at this. You must really love dick.”

That couldn’t be true, but Button couldn’t deny that he felt his own dick twitching at this sensation. It had to be because it was Pinkie, it just had to be. It was something about this slutmare that was making him lose himself to the pleasure growing inside him. Pinkie felt her own body become hotter and hotter, her cock twitched and throbbed hard as she felt as if she was going to reach a large orgasm. Her balls slapped against Button’s chin, making sure he was taking in more and more of her scent as she fucked his mouth.

“Almost there, keep going!” Pinkie moaned, shivering as she was still getting used to this feeling. Being fucked like the whore she was, that was one thing. But being the one to fuck the little slut’s soft holes, that was something she felt she could never get enough of. “Fuck...fuck...fuck...fucking take it you slut!”

Shoving herself as deep as she could, Pinkie released her hot and fat load in Button’s mouth. The stallion was forced to drink the amount, the thick volume filling his mouth as it was pumped down his throat. His mind was losing a degree of himself as the taste was numbing his senses. He could only smell a mix of scents. The sweet and alluring aroma of Pinkie’s pussy, mixed with the musky and burning taste of the mare’s cock. Holding herself in his mouth, the mare shivered as she gave a few more short and fast humps to get the last few spurts in before pulling herself out.

“Ooo that felt so good.” Pinkie cooed, her cock slowly being pulled free of Button’s mouth, leaving a small trail of cum and saliva in a sort’ve fuck slime. Her eyes narrowed as she stared down the timid stallion. Like a predator staring down her prey, the pink mare only wanted to take this debauchery further. “I think I’m wet enough.”

Button didn’t have the strength to fight back as Pinkie grabbed at his arms. Through a feat of strength no one would’ve expected from the curvaceous whore, she easily lifted the stallion, turning him around to get a better look as his mother was still being plowed like the cum addicted slut she was. But this distraction seemed to be just enough for Pinkie to get herself in the better position. Prodding her dripping cockhead against Button’s super tight rear entrance, Pinkie barely gave him a chance to settle in as she rammed herself as hard as she could.

Button’s throat echoed out a loud and high pitched scream as he felt his ass being spread by Pinkie’s cock. The throbbing mass being shoved in him was making not only his entire body tense up, but his cock twitched enough. The mare herself only let out a guttural moan as she felt her dick being squeezed in such a way she could barely get the first half in. But this only drove her to keep trying. Gritting her teeth, she smiled, hoisting her arms under Button’s legs, she lifted him a little, letting his weight force more and more of her cock in her rear hole.

“Come on, come on Button baby!” Pinkie moaned, finally able to start a small but short humping pace as she pressed her fat tits to Button’s back, making him relax a little. “Your ass feels so good! Is this what it’s like to fuck someone Zecora?”

“Oh yeah.” Zecora replied, seeing what Pinkie was doing with a smile. “Doesn’t it feel great? It’s like they’re made to take your dick right?”

“I know right?” Pinkie giggled, turning a little to show off as her cock was slowly wedging deeper and deeper into Button’s ass. “Lookie lookie. He’s such a little twink slut!”

The stallion seemed to be getting a much redder blush across his face as he could feel as his body was beginning to feel something. It wasn’t pain, there was a little, but not as much as he thought there’d be. But there was something that was making him feel good. This was a pleasure, a guilty pleasure that was making it harder and harder for him to resist this growing feeling. For a brief moment, his mind returned to Sweetie, perhaps this was a safe place his mind could run to, but something was different. She didn’t look at him with love and comfort, it was a stare of control. Was this a fear of what she was going to do to him if or when she’d find out about this. Would she break up with him, or maybe she’d want to fuck his ass too?

“Feels good, doesn't it Button?” Pinkie asked, leaning her head to whisper in the stallion’s ear. “I always knew you were a little slut. Maybe you should get your marefriend to join us?” Giggling, she only continued to tease him, gently biting and licking along his ear. “Maybe Sweetie will want a piece of that tight ass...before I pounded her like a whore in front of you.”

That was it, hearing her name, the thought of having her watch him being fucked, as well as the chance of him seeing her taking dick like he was. It broke him. Button Mash was getting his ass smashed hard and fast by the infamous pink whore of Ponyville, and he was loving it. The stallion’s mouth opened into a feminine moan as Pinkie continued to shove more and more of her length in his ass. His throat echoed out as he screamed and screamed as he felt whatever was left of his resistance was being fucked out of him. He was a natural slut, a little cocksleeve like his mother.

“Look at this Zecora!” Pinkie commented, moaning as she giggled. “He’s such a little slut.” Kissing Button’s cheek, she gave his cheek a little lick. “Just like his mommy.”

“Looks like it.” Zecora laughed, fucking a little harder as she wanted to make Creamy scream louder and louder. Raising a hand, she smacked the mare’s fat and round ass, making her throat moan out more and more. “Come on slut, aren’t you happy? Your son’s a little whore like you.”

“B-Button?” Creamy asked, only now realizing her son was there. Turning her head, her eyes met with his. They went wide for a moment, only to then go back into the fogged over look of lust. “Oh, my son, my little boy is being pounded like his mommy.”

“Maybe you should show him just how much of a cock loving slut you are?” Zecora commented, reaching down and around Creamy’s thighs. “Come on, let’s get a better look at you.”

Hoisting the milfmare upwards, Zecora lifted Creamy upwards, mirroring Pinkie and Button’s pairing. The two mare cocks thrusted up and down in the two whores, making them moan and scream in pleasure. Though unspoken, the two seemed to enter a contest as they only wanted to fuck faster and faster, making the two of them bounce more and more. Creamy and Button only looked at each other, the two finding a sense of longing and comfort, a way to support each other as they felt themselves being driven to deeper and deeper degrees of pleasure. But partway through fucking the motherly pussy, Zecora raised an eyebrow.

“Pinkie, I just noticed something.” Zecora commented, looking back and forth between Creamy and Button. “But doesn’t Button look a little different?” Before Pinkie could answer, she gestured towards a photo holding Button, his Mother, and what she assumed were his older brother and father. “Doesn’t he look a little different than his father?”

“I noticed that too.” Pinkie answered, leaning close to Button’s head again. “You hear that little cutie. Your mommy might’ve got knocked up by someone else to have you. Isn’t that wonderful?”

“W-w-w-what?” Button groaned, words becoming harder and harder to escape his lips as his mind could barely hold his thoughts together. “M-m-mom?”

“Button...it’s just...just...what I mean to say is..” Creamy tried to say, but it was as if Zecora’s fat cock was fucking the truth out of her slutty lips. “It’s true...he’s not your real father. I got fucked by some random stallion and that’s how I had you.”

“There we go!” Zecora laughed, fucking Creamy’s tight pussy faster and faster. “Doesn’t it feel so much better to let it all out?” Leaning in, she whispered in her ear. “You act like a loyal mother, but you’re just a whore that loves being knocked up.”

“I am...I am!” Creamy moaned, feeling her body shaking in constant orgasm. “I’m just a slutty mare that wants to get pregnant. I need it!”

“Such an honest mare.” Zecora hummed, kissing Creamy’s cheek. “And honest mares get rewards.” Looking over to Pinkie, her lips curled into a more sinister expression. “Pinkie, why don’t you bring Button over here. I think mother and son should get a little closer.”

“Oh?...Oh! Yes, yes, I love that idea!” Pinkie giggled, realizing what Zecora had in mind. “You hear that Button? You get to help your mommy get pregnant!”

Before the two could realize fully what was going on, Zecora and Pinkie made their way towards each other. The two being careful to keep fucking into their tight holes, it was only until they were a few inches away that the two seemed to have an idea what was about to happen. Taking great care to angle the mother and son, Pinkie pushed Button while Zecora pushed Creamy. When the two met together, the mother and son immediately began to make out, with the mare’s large chest pressing and rubbing against the stallion’s body. But what really pushed them over the edge, was how the two had arranged it so that Button’s dick was slipping into Creamy’s pussy.

“There we go.” Zecora commented, taking a moment to adjust her thrusts to get both herself and the stallion to fit snuggly in the milfmare. “How’s it feel Creamy? You’re going to be a mommy again, but who’s gonna be the one father?” Fucking faster and faster, while making sure Button’s cock was rubbing in and out of his mother’s soaked pussy. “Will it be me, or your son?”

“Isn’t that great Button?” Pinkie cooed, gently kissing Button’s cheek. “You get to knock up your mommy.” Fucking into his ass faster, the stallion felt as his balls were about to release his load in his mother. “Come on baby, fuck a foal in your slutty mommy and be a big boy.” Shivering a little, she continued to tease the stallion. “If you do that, maybe I’ll let you fuck me whenever you want. Or maybe I can fuck you instead.”

Button only moaned in Creamy’s mouth as she moaned back into his. Zecora was all too happy to keep fucking, though it was a fun thought to consider who would be the one to get the milfmare pregnant. But it was all the same to her. All that mattered was making these two more of her fucktoys to play with. The two mares continued to push themselves. Their balls slapping hard against the soft rears of their playthings, while their cocks twitched. Even Button’s dick was throbbing a little as he felt he was about to cum.

“Almost there.” Pinkie moaned, kissing the back of Button’s neck. “Zecora, I’m about to cum.”

“Then cum with me Pinkie.” Zecora moaned, her face a bright red as she watched the mother and son moaning into each other’s mouths. “Here it comes, come on you slut, get pregnant!”

With a final hard and deep thrust, Zecora and Pinkie rammed themselves into their partners, as well as making Button bottom out in his mother. The three of them came their loads in the soft and tight holes their dicks were shoved in, while Creamy only gushed her glistening juices all over Zecora, Button, and the rest on the floor. Pinkie panted as she shivered from the release of cum pumping out of her balls. She had never felt this good before and never wanted it to stop. Button’s eyes rolled back as he felt not only the hot release of the pink slut filling his belly, but his own warmth filling his mother. Whether or not it was true, as far as it felt to him, he just got his mother pregnant with his own dick. Zecora only enjoyed the feeling of stuffing another mare’s womb with her cum, even if she shared it with Button, the idea of making the seemingly loving mother be used like the whore she was, it filled her with nothing but joy.

“That felt amazing!” Zecora cooed, savoring the afterglow of her release for the moment. “How’d it feel to have a dick Pinkie?”

“It was great!” Pinkie cheered, looking at Zecora with the face of an addict. “Can I fuck him some more?”

“Of course!” Zecora laughed, looking at the mother and son. “I think they’re good for a round or seven.” But as she looked at the mare, along with Creamy and Button, a thought crossed her mind. “How about we take this to the bedroom? You like that Creamy? You wanna be fucked full of more cum where you and your husband sleep?” Creamy only gave a faint coo as she only drooled a little as her tongue hung from her quivering mouth. “Sounds good, let’s go.”

Waking up the following morning, Zecora found herself laying in Creamy’s bed, though the mare in question wasn’t around. Looking about the room, she couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene before her. The blanket and pillows were all but thrown about the room, the bed sheets held numerous soaked and still drying stains. The door was ajar, with the faint sounds and smells of cooking wafting into the room. Smiling, she rolled from her bed, not bothering to dress or cover her still naked body. Perhaps she would shower later, but for now, she was feeling hungry.

Walking down the stairs, the sounds were joined by a new sound, the muffled groans, and low moans. Chuckling to herself, Zecora was not at all surprised to see Pinkie, still naked as well, happily eating a large stack of pancakes, but below the table, Button was having his mouth fucked by her throbbing cock. The potion was much stronger than she thought. Perhaps it really was permanent. Not that it mattered, the sight of the sissy stallion being used like a whore was enough to make her laugh. This sound did draw Creamy’s attention, who was wearing only an apron over her naked body.

“Oh? Good morning mistress.” Creamy greeted the zebra, giving her a warm smile as she held up a spatula. “Have a seat, I’m almost done with your breakfast. Button, you too.”

“He’ll be ready in a second.” Pinkie moaned, giggling as she shivered from a climax. “Just giving him a hot cockshake!”

"Just don't give him too much." Creamy commented, placing the food on the table. "I don't want him to spoil his appetite."

"Oka-aaayyy!" Pinkie moaned, her voice cracking as she orgasmed. Her cock splattered a hot load into Button's mouth. The sissy stallion swallowed the slutmare's cum before getting up from under the bed. "There we go. Now he can eat."

"Creamy." Zecora said to the mare, gesturing to under the table. "Do not forget your own meal."

"Of course." Creamy smiled, removing her apron as she crawled under the table. Once there, she could see both fat and delectable dicks between both mares' legs. "So big…"

Creamy set to work, not only sucking on Zecora’s cock, but she angled herself to let Pinkie’s girth press her moist entrance. Feeling charitable, the zebra allowed her pony partner to fuck this submissive milf mare. Shifting their hips, both thrusted themselves in and out of Creamy's mouth and pussy, making her moan over their sizes. This was certainly the best conquest Zecora could've asked for. Breaking another family seemed to only bring out further and further pleasure. And yet, she still felt a craving for more. Looking across the table, she gazed upon the daily newspaper. Across it was a headline of Mayor Mare, who is up for reelection.

"There will be plenty of fun, that's for certain." Zecora mumbled to herself, reading through the article. "Perhaps we'll need some protection."