Author's Note

This was a very long chapter, I just didn't feel there was a good enough spot to end on. Anyways, chapters will be released once a week, they'll be longer than the first two but honestly I don't think they'll be as long as this one, it kinds just got away from me. Again, thanks to everyone for reading and adding to your various lists and such. It means a lot to me and pushes me to improve on my writing.

Joyful Aftercare

Closing the basement door behind, I find myself leaning against it not quite fully recovered from Twilight’s treatment. It’s gotten better since the first few times she’s done this, but that was only after her friends and I sat down and had a lengthy conversation about it. Still don’t enjoy the light torture but she has given me plenty of information on the changes my body has gone through. It’ll take a few days but she’ll go back to being more friendly after going through the latest batch of data and samples. Going over to the kitchen I checked inside to see if Spike was still around or if he finished cleaning up. Sadly, no thicc femboy in the room so I turned around to head for the front door. Before I could grab the knob I heard some footsteps coming down the staircase, and as the only other creature in this place that had feet instead of hooves I turned to face Spike with a smile.

To my clear surprise he had something a little extra on today, a cute purple skirt to go with his scales. Perking up at my reaction, he made the final step off the staircase and did a little twirl for me. This dragon was more pervy than I gave him credit for as that little display let him lift his tail and flash me; he was wearing a pair of panties in a tasteful shade of green to match the color scheme of his outfit. But more than that, as he showed off his ass I caught sight of an interesting protrusion nestled between his cheeks. When he oriented himself around fully to me I beckoned him closer with a lazy wave of my hand, a cute smile breaking out across his face when he stepped up within my reach. With his head just about below my boobs I wrapped an arm around his neck, I leaned down just a smidge and pulled him in to squish his head between the pair. He leaned up on his tippy toes and wrapped his arms around my waist, shaking his head from side to side.

Giving him a minute or two to enjoy himself, and to relish the feeling myself, I used my free hand to stretch around and give his clothed ass a sharp slap. A clearly feminine moan echoed in between my chest, his legs twitching for a moment along with a little shiver moving up his tail to end in a flick at the tip. Feeling more confident after my treatment of his tush he unwrapped his arms and groped my tits, squeezing them around his face. Giggling at his antics, and with life miraculously returning to my dick, I rub the spot I slapped which soon shifted to full on shameless groping, taking my time to really savor the sensation filling my hand more than to soothe the sore spot. Taking the time to enjoy ourselves, though I knew it had to end, lest I take the cutie by the door and risk breaking it down. “Come on you little tease, I gotta go meet up with Pinkie at the bakery. I’m sure she’ll enjoy you joining us as much as I will.” As much as it pained me I had to let go of his ass to open the door, my grip around his neck easing up and letting him get some air, not that I’m sure he minded. With a cute and lovable femboy by my side, one arm back around my waist, the other hand gripping my own hanging by his neck; crazy what a bouncy, touchy-feely femboy can do help me do a 180 on my mental state, that and being on my way to see a lover my mood was already massively improved to what it was not 5 minutes ago.

It was a pretty nice day all things considered, the sunlight wasn’t very harsh but it might’ve had to do with the healthy covering of clouds in the sky. With a gentle breeze blowing Spike learned his first lesson on wearing the appropriate clothing with the appropriate weather. With our walk into town he was having some trouble with his skirt fluttering with the wind, and while he seemed to have no problem flashing himself to me, flashing the whole town was not on his list of things to do. Even with the few seconds it took for him to fight his skirt down from the breeze, I noticed a few looks sent Spike’s way. As such I felt it only necessary to place my hand around his wide hips and keep the skirt from flipping and showing off his goods to any passerby. After all, that toy tucked up his pucker was for mine and my other lover's eyes only. Anyone who wanted a piece of this femboy would have to go through us first, and I made sure to make that clear with my possessive grip on his hips. While I might’ve been worried how Spike would take this sort of aggressive handling, all that disappeared the moment he shyly grabbed my wrist and, not so subtly, moved it down to lay on his ass cheek instead of his hips. That set my worries at ease, and with a firm squeeze of that juicy bottom we continued on our way, though we found ourselves in the open stalled farmer’s market.

Meandering through the various stalls and the subsequent crowd gathered to view and shop, I decided to make a short stop on our way to the bakery. With a tightened grip of femmy dragon booty I practically carried Spike through the crowd by the seat of his skirt to ensure he wouldn’t get lost. If I had thought about it, at that point I might as well have lifted him onto my shoulder, but that could lead to more unwanted flashing so maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t. While I led us to a specific apple themed stall there wasn’t much of a struggle getting through the crowd. Being a head and some above even the tallest Earth ponies had its perks, as well as having more than double their body mass. I wasn’t particularly overweight, but Twilight had determined that my bones, muscle, basically everything about my body was more dense than a pony’s. I had taken up exercising and helping out at the Apple’s farm whenever I had free time and it had done my body wonders. Honestly, actual wonders as I had a feeling there was no way gaining this much muscle and body strength would have happened back on Earth. Then again I wasn’t one to complain, this new and improved body of mine had more than enough useful qualities. I don’t know how my sex life was back on Earth, what with some fuzzy haze over key memories, but it definitely couldn’t top what I had here with my pony and dragon lovers. A nigh unstoppable libido, I haven’t had a chance to actually test just how many times in a row I could go with my lovers but that was something I was determined to one day find out. A plan in the making, and one for the future on a day we could all take off to enjoy a full day of drowning in carnal pleasure and passionate love with each other.

Just thinking about it brought a lecherous grin to my face, one Spike was quick to point out by reaching up and poking my cheek. With my thought bubble thoroughly popped I focused back in the moment and getting to the Apple family stall to pay a quick visit to Applejack. With my head a good bit above the crowd I spotted the telltale Apple sign and guided my femboy in the right direction through the mass of ponies. Coming up to the stall I could finally see that the pony at the stall in question was not, in fact, Applejack. It turned out to be her little sister Applebloom occupying the stall and tending to customers vying for her family’s famous apples and apple related products. Standing off a little to the side Spike and I patiently waited for the young Apple to be done with business before stepping closer to speak. Handling the last transaction, she politely waved the last customer off as she turned to us. “Thank you very much, feel free to come back again. Heyya Spike, Alex. Ya lookin’ for Applejack?” The young mare was in a good mood, all the Apple’s tended to be morning people on account of their family business.

“Yup, you have any idea where she is? It’s not anything urgent, just wanted to stop by on our way to Sugarcube Corner. Also, while we’re here, what do you think about Spike’s outfit? Pretty cute, right?” Taking Spike’s hands I lifted them up above his head and helped him give a more modest twirl than the one he’d given me back at the library. While an adorable blush was working its way up his neck to his cheeks, it didn’t stop him from giving a nervous little giggle at the treatment. Applebloom also wasn’t bothered by the public display, Ponyville being pretty accepting from what I’ve seen so far the past few months. Raising a hoof to her mouth while she giggled good naturdley along with Spike, Applebloom offered some advice for him. “Lookin pretty good there Spike, I reckon one of my bows would look awfully nice after you brush your spikes down. Think you’d be interested in dressin’ up with me and Sweetie one o’these days over at Rare’s?” Spike seemed to lose what little nervousness he had at the situation, his face glowing up at the prospect of trying on various outfits with the two young mares. He seemed to be thinking about ideas for outfits going off the dreaming look on his face, I’m happy for him. While I doubt Twilight would judge her own younger brother or even insult him for it, it was a big step going through a town full of ponies who’d known him for years. Then again the ponies in town didn’t seem to care at all how he dressed himself if he dressed up at all, rather some of them had even seemed interested during our earlier walk to the market. Too bad for them, they had a good year or two to snag him and now he’s mine. Well, ours really. I think they called it a herd, and we were all for sharing each other.

With Spike lost in his own thoughts, much like I had earlier, I nudged him with my hips to get his attention back to the present. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts of his daydreams, he was quick to smile back at Applebloom. “That would be great, thanks Bloom!” The shortstack was practically jumping in place from barely contained excitement, enough that he resembled who we planned on meeting up with shortly. While she didn’t want to be rude, I caught Bloom peeking down at his shifting skirt as it was gently jostled from his prancing in place. Wanting to give her a little bit of a show as thanks for getting Spike into such a happy mood, I timed his rhythm and, picking my moment after looking around to see if anyone was looking our way, pressed two fingers in between his cheeks and applied a bit of pressure to his buttplug. Spike let out an adorable yelp, actually jumping up from the surprise and inadvertently lifting his skirt. Applebloom got a full frontal view of his little cock twitching from the surprise anal stimulation, biting her bottom lip, uttering a quiet, “umph.” at the eyeful. Spike settled down quickly, lightly slapping my stomach out of embarrassment and taking a look around to see if anyone else had taken notice. With a wink to Bloom my arm took its place back around his waist and my hand got a squeeze from his ass. “Alright we’ll be going now, Bloom. Let your sis know we said hi, and to let me know when she has some free time.” Before we could turn around and walk away Bloom stops us. “Actually she should be free this afternoon. I had to take care of the stall today ‘cuz it was Mac’s turn in the far east orchard and AJ had to deliver some special order to the Rich’s. Should be free after the delivery all afternoon, s’far as I know. An’I’ll be spending time with Scoots and Sweetie after I head back to the farm for a shower, so you should have plenty of time with AJ.” Bouncing her eyebrows at me in a very unsubtle fashion, nonetheless I gave her a thumbs up and a genuine thanks, a friendly smile on my face as Spike and I got on our way to Sugarcube Corner.

The closer we got to the bakery the less crowded it became, with more space the worry of losing my dragon lover lessened, and thus my grip on his ass slackened and wandered back up to his hips. He didn’t seem to like that as he shot a cute pout my way, chuckling to myself over his antics and patted his bottom and returned my hand to his hips. “Don’t worry, there’ll be plenty of time for that when we get some alone time with Pinkie.” Though I assured him of some butt loving in his near future it didn’t lessen the pout he had on those dick sucking lips of his. I pulled him into me so we were standing hip to hip, or rather hip to stomach in his case, and rubbed his sides in an effort to cheer him up. Wrapping his arms around me and leaning into my sides he nuzzles up against me, letting me know it was just light teasing on his part. Probably from prodding his plug back at the market, but the bratty dragon knows I’ll return any attitude he gives into fuel for the pounding he’s gonna get. Sighing, I think to myself, it really is difficult handling such a bratty femboy. Leaning back slightly, I decide it’s all worth it as I watch his ass bounce his skirt with every step he takes. Enjoying my walk with Spike through the town, it wasn’t long before we arrived at our destination for today. I don’t think I could ever look at the building without feeling a phantom pain in my teeth, even with the now perfect set of teeth I have. Remembering specific things is still difficult, but the hint of pain from my jaws tells me I didn’t have the pearly whites I do now in this world. Just another miracle arriving in this world has given me.

Approaching the door I noticed it wasn’t too crowded, looking at the sign hanging by the window it read that today was an early day for the store. Seems Pinkie, being Pinkie, had planned ahead of time to spend as much of the day as she could get away with on our special way of relaxation. She really did know just what to do to bring a smile to the faces of her friends. Opening the door and letting Spike walk in first just to have another excuse to stare at his ass, we made our way towards the counter. Looking around for any free booths to wait out the store's open hours I see maybe 4 ponies in total, and even they looked about ready to leave. It is a little after 2 in the afternoon, and the sign had said they’d be closing at 3 today for personal reasons so I guess most customers decided to wait until tomorrow for any custom orders or sweets. At the counter now I don’t see Pinkie around, instead there was a pony I don’t recognize organizing the back counter and cleaning up any minor spills. The pony had a baby blue coat with pastel red hair, an Earth Pony with a bag of flour and rolling pin cutie mark, looking like a younger Mrs. Cake, she didn’t pick up on our presence until she turned back around. A small gasp was heard, and for a second I swear I saw a flash of fear in her eyes, but that was quickly replaced with a friendly smile and the fear gone from her eyes. Honestly it was unnerving how fast she changed expressions, while I hadn’t been in pony land for a long time I’ve come to recognize how open and expressive they all were. Meeting one who could control their emotions seemed kind of wrong, but it could just be that the ponies in Ponyville were just very open and friendly. She could be from out of town, and maybe where she lived they had to be more guarded with their emotions. Who knows, I’ll let this bit of paranoia pass, it’s probably not healthy to hold onto doubt.

With a friendly smile I greeted the new pony. “Hello, we’re looking for Pinkie Pie. Is she in the back by any chance?” While the pony had recovered from her moment of shock it took her a second to respond to me, almost like she didn’t hear me clearly. “Uh, yes. Sorry about that, I didn’t hear you walking up. I’ll go get Ms. Pinkie right now.” Walking to the kitchen the pony seemed to be moving a bit awkwardly, but maybe I’m reading way too into this. It just seemed like a lot of red flags were popping up and I couldn’t ignore them. Spike had been looking at the menu and now was squatting, perusing the selections behind the glass displays. “Hey, not to be rude or anything but did that new employee seem a bit, off?” Twisting his head to look at me, he had a hint of confusion in his eyes.”Uh, what new employee? Weren’t you talking to Pinkie? ‘Cuz I didn’t see anyone at the counter.” Now those red flags were looking like floodlights, how did Spike not see her? It’s not like she was hiding, she was very obviously at the counter cleaning. I’m pretty sure Spike saw her, if he had been looking at the menu she was practically under it. Before I could continue down this rabbit hole Pinkie pronked her way out the kitchen, the new pony right behind her though this time she seemed a bit hesitant going back to the counter. “Hiya Alex, Spike! What great timing you two have I just got done with the last custom orders and we’ll be closing soon. Oooooh! Have you met our new employee?!” With her usual bubbly energy the pink mare glomps the new pony and inhales to resume her fast paced introduction, but suddenly stops, her face a mask of confusion. “Uhhh, super awkward and I’m really sorry about this, but what’s your name again?”

With that final tidbit I felt myself heating up. Pinkie would never forget the name of someone she just met, as weird as that sounds. Sure, she can be an airhead at times but when it comes to making friends Pinkie was an expert and her memory rarely failed her. I wanted to get upset, but didn’t want to make a scene in Pinkie’s workplace. Looking between Pinkie and the new mare, I felt a strange sensation, like a veil in the corner of my eye. Testing it out, I looked from side to side until I was able to pin it down. Whenever the new mare was out of my vision it’s like a smooth hazy field, like there was fog where she’s standing. The more I did this, the more I questioned why I was doing it. I tried to focus back on the current conversation, but willed myself to make a note about this before it slipped my mind completely. Something was wrong about this mare, this was some kind of magic she had to be using to have this effect on everyone. Don’t know why she wanted to do something like that but I had a feeling I’d find out. I tuned back into the conversation as Pinkie was introducing the mare to us. “-is Powder Blush, recent hire to Sugarcube Corner. Mrs.Cake introduced her to help out while she and the Mr. were away on their business trip. She’s been a great help so far taking care of the front while I take care of the baking in the back. Speaking of, it’s all done so we can head upstairs now when you two are ready.”

With nothing else we planned to do, other than Spike who looked like he had wanted a pastry, we all headed for the stairs that led up the Pinkie’s and the Cakes residential area. With our departure the other customers took it as their cue to also leave the store. Taking the first step up, I look back at Powder Blush and notice her trying to avoid looking at me. “It was nice meeting you Powder Blush, we’ll have to get to know each other next time.” With what I could see was an uncomfortable smile, she waved me off as politely as she could. Committing all that had happened to memory, I found my thoughts getting fuzzy the second she was no longer in my line of sight. I dug a fingernail into the soft flesh of my palm, reciting to myself the details of the strange mare and the effect that seemingly surrounded her. Following Pinkie to her room, not even the view of Spike’s ass straining his panties could get my mind off the encounter. As soon as the door was closed I grabbed Spike and turned him around, what I’m sure was a pained expression on my face from the worried one on his. Before he could speak up I knew I had to get him to write a letter to Twilight. “Spike, listen to me and please don’t interrupt. I need you to write a letter to Twilight and you need to send it as soon as you can.” I searched Pinkie’s room for a quill, some ink and a piece of parchment for him to write down what I needed to remember. Pinkie herself was standing by her bed no longer pronking in place and looking very worried about me.

“Twilight, right now there is a new employee at the bakery who no one remembers. Pinkie forgot her name. That should be more than enough to tell you how serious this is, but more than that, I feel as if she has some magic covering the air around her as everyone seems to have trouble remembering who she is. Even now I feel there are details that have slipped my mind, it’s kind of like when I try remembering things from my world only not painful. If you have some spell that can counter this haze she has please, use it before entering the bakery from now on in case she’s there. I know how this all sounds paranoid but, there’s just this feeling I have that something isn’t right.”

“That’s all Spike, you can send it to Twilight now.” With the last of the letter written in Spike’s neat handwriting, he rolls up the parchment and sends it on his way with his dragon breath. “What was that all about, Alex? You made it sound like somepony was a threat? Was it someone you met recently?” Thinking on his words, I realize the image in my mind of an awkward, socially uncomfortable pony was far from threatening in and of itself. With a shock of realization, I couldn’t recall the name of this pony. I had just met her not 5 minutes ago and now I was struggling to recall any details about this pony that had seemed dangerous. The whole situation was starting to stress me out, and the blood dripping from my hand wasn’t helping. Excusing myself, I went to Pinkie’s personal bathroom to clean my hand and splash some water on my face to clear my mind. With the cool water came a clearing of my mind, the stress almost faded away with the cleansing. While drying my hands I heard the distinct sound of giggling behind the door. Cracking a smile, I felt the last bits of stress and worry fall away. There wasn’t any reason to be so tense, especially not while in the company of two very enjoyable creatures. Stepping through the door I find that Pinkie had decided to follow Spike’s example, as now she too had on a pair of panties, though hers had pale blue stripes. Similarly, there was a little extra poking through her panties just in between those two mountains she called her plot. Great minds do think alike.

Pinkie had been gently prodding Spike’s plug through his panties, the femboy unable to resist moaning though he had his face shoved into one of her pillows. Turning to me while keeping her hoof toying with him, she had quite the smile on her face, a smile that promised to give all three of us a great time. “So, are you sure the bakery will be fine?” Giving me a nonchalant wave of her free hoof, she beckoned me closer to the bubbly dragon booty on display. “Pssh, yeah no worries. We’re already closed and there’s no one downstairs, we can enjoy ourselves as much as we want. I even had Twilight soundproof my room so we can really go all out.” There was something about that statement that made me uneasy, like we were both forgetting something. I couldn’t think what it would be but it’s like there was a pebble in my shoe. A sharp slap was heard and another, higher pitched moan erupted from Spike and I decided whatever it was could be for after we had our fun.

Pinkie’s smile grew, if that was possible, as I stepped up to the bed and gave Spike’s ass a slap of my own I could feel myself getting swept up in the mood. With Pinkie moving his booty in front of me and my hand feeling it shake in my hand, the rising lust in the room had me in the mood with blood rushing and making itself at home in my cock. Pinkie shifted Spike onto his back and without preamble sat herself down on his face, letting out a soft gasp as his own hands found their way to her ass. Not wanting to be left out I palmed his pantied cheeks, enjoying spreading them as much as he no doubt enjoyed being spread. Leaning down I smushed my face getting into the space between his plug and the outline of his cute bulging balls. Motorboating him down there resulted in muffled groans beneath Pinkie’s prodigious pair of cakes, taking it a step further I licked up his rapidly turgid shaft. Licking up to the tip, a moist spot was beading and soaking through the cloth at his tip and I made sure to soak his panties further by circling his tip with my tongue. As he began leaking I clamped my lips around his bulge and sucked away, his muffled moans becoming louder with his hips thrusting upwards. Holding his chubby cheeks down while his dick twitched through the underwear I groped his ass, squeezing the ample flesh with vigor. Pulling my lips apart and letting his shaft fall out I couldn’t help but admire the spit and pre-soaked mass of flesh and panty.

With mercy and cruelty on my mind I pulled his panties down to let his dick flop on his stomach, a heaping helping of pre flowing over his tip and on his body. Setting the undies aside for now I brought his prick to reunite with my mouth without any obstructions, twirling my tongue around his leaking tip before once more taking it inside. Suckling on it, with rocking motions I worked it further in before I felt his tip hit the beginning of my throat. I can only hope his length grows over time, after all while he was an adult in pony society he is from a race that lives hundreds if not thousands of years. I do look forward to the future when he outgrows me, by then I’m sure he’ll develop an interest in being the dominant one. For now, I can only dream of being plowed while I suck his soul out through his dick. Wanting to give him something truly memorable I move my head around, wanting to get a good angle as I push my mouth further down, using my hand to lift his cherrysack into my hungry mouth. With both of my prizes in my steaming mouth I gave Spike an example on how controlling your gag reflex could feel for your lover, drool filling my mouth and leaking out and flowing on him. This time I let the little dragon pump his hips to his heart’s content, lasting a whole minute of rapid thrusting before he popped. The squirts splashed down my throat, a bit warmer than I thought but not uncomfortable or even unpleasant. Swallowing his final spurts I made sure to suck on him as I pulled back, a lewd *pop* as he came free of my mouth. His legs hung limp over the edge of the bed, though I did notice a little twitch of his foot.

Pinkie had been enjoying herself on top of the femboy, grinding away at his face the whole time. I didn’t worry too much over him needing air, what with the practice and skill he had shown me this morning. With my fellatio over and done with she removed herself from his head where he could get a breath of fresh air. Pinkie was quick to scoot over to the end of the bed and started working on removing my pants, a clear bulge nearly ripping them before she could get them off herself. With a *slap* my cock popped up and slapped her muzzle on its way to hit between my boobs. Shrugging, I took my shirt and bra off, preparing myself to lay some pipe to the bouncy pink mare and femboy dragon alike. Turning to face the mare, with her mouth already watering at the sight of my naked body, she wasted no time pouncing on my cock and gobbling up as much as she could. Working it down her throat in short order, she suckled it back to the tip and descended again till I was moving down to her stomach. Much like Rarity, Pinkie had no problem kissing my pelvis with the whole of my member; though she enjoyed giving head it wasn’t her favorite unlike the purple maned fashionista, no to Pinkie it was just a way to make her lovers feel good. Surprisingly she enjoyed good a ol’fashioned pounding in her pussy. I’ve gotten her a bit into anal but some preferences can’t be changed as she liked what she liked, and loved what she loved.

Bunching up her poofy, cotton candy-like mane in my hands I let her go to town getting me lubed up for Spike. The sloppy deepthroat really got me going, all that unbridled energy she had was put into ramming her head back and forth, coughs and gags not stopping but rather urging her to go faster. Really, I still can’t believe how lucky I was to get with all of them. Finishing up her prep she yanked herself off with a strangled gasp, strands of her spit connecting her mouth to my shaft hanging and drooping before ultimately falling on the carpet below. As she got her breathing under control she wasn’t done yet, evidently she really wanted to go the extra step by then shoving her muzzle in between Spike’s crack, using her teeth to tug the butt plug that he’d been wearing the whole day. Bringing life to the dragon, his legs instinctively raised themselves up, giving her more room as she pulled it out. Spitting the plug out of her mouth and on the bed, her muzzle reconnected with his taint and used what saliva was left in her mouth to sloppily tongue fuck his pucker. Quite easy at this point, as the removal of the plug had left his asshole just a bit gaped, more than enough room to shove her tongue in and wreak havoc on the boy’s insides.

Nearly unprepared, he knew what was in store for him but he had yet to receive this sort of attention, his claws flew to grip her mane in an effort to hold her back. A cute attempt, there was no stopping Pinkie when she got like this. All that was left to do was ride it out until she had her fun, and when that was over, just as he starts to recover from her oral assault, I’d be there to shove my cock and really give that pucker of his the stretching it deserved. I couldn’t tell how far her tongue pushed inside but from his dazed face it was deep in there. I felt Pinkie shouldn’t be kept from the carnal pleasure she’d been handing out, so reaching down I gripped her panties under her dock and pulled up, effectively giving her a wedgie and turning those panties into a thong with how her ass cheeks swallowed it up. Pulling on them to put small pressure to her pony pussy, her excitable tongue bath she’d been giving to Spike stuttered a bit. Pulling the now damp cloth to the side to give me access to her puffy pussy, I returned the treatment of a tongue bath in preparation of future activities.

This carried on for some time, the three of us giving and receiving oral. Precum was flowing from my cock and replaced the saliva Pinkie had so generously donated to keep me lubed up. Spanking her bubbly ass, she pulled out her tongue long enough to turn around and give me a questioning look. Standing up from my crouch, I gave myself a few pumps as a way to tell her it was time. Nodding excitedly she changed her position, moving over to Spike’s head, still with that same dazed look on his face, and lifted his head up. With a bit more clarity in his expression, he tried to ask Pinkie what she was doing but his question was answered before he could ask it. Flipping him over onto his stomach, Spike found his head once again shoved into her muff, though without any panties in the way. Once more, Spike’s plump ass was pointed in the air, that pink little pucker just barely agape, clenching on an absent intruder after having grown accustomed to Pinkie’s tongue. Don’t worry little buddy, your asshole won’t be lonely for long. Lifting my cock up between my tits, I eyeballed where it would land and let the weight smack itself down in between the soft valley created by his ass. His lower body twitched, the smack a surprise as he couldn’t see anything, maybe he couldn’t even hear what with Pinkie’s thicc thighs wrapped around his head.

Hotdogging his ass for a few seconds, I couldn’t really enjoy an assjob being this riled up with all the foreplay we went through. Pulling back a bit to line up my drooling tip, I gave Spike the stretching Pinkie’s tongue couldn’t give him, hard as she tried. Thanks to her thorough tongue work his asshole was more receptive and willing to be stretched, there was a bit of tense resistance but that just made the plunge into him worthwhile. A smooth entry can be left for the future, after months and later years of constant fucking. I’ll enjoy this tight snugness while it lasts. I continue pushing in, nearly falling into Spike. Surprisingly he was taking plenty of my cock, and with no signs of pain or discomfort. His ass would clench and let go in small intervals, upon reaching the halfway point of my shaft his ass tightened more than before, enough even for my body to strengthen my dick to fight the pressure. Taking this as a sign to not move, I waited a moment for him to adjust to what was inside him, not wanting to hurt him. The clenching subsided, but I made a mental note how far I could go before reaching his limit. Pulling out slowly to not tear anything, I left the tip inside to let my copious precum flow into his ass to lube him up some more. Massaging his cheeks as a way to ease his pain and give him something else to focus on seemed to work, his pelvis was no longer tensed up.

His tail swung around, reaching for my hips and wrapping around me. Seeing this as his signal to resume, I made sure to take it nice and slow on my reentry, stopping on the halfway point. With his limit known, and with his insides now coated with my pre, moving myself in and out went by smoother. As I got into gently fucking Spike, Pinkie’s own voice picked up, giving me an idea that Spike was moaning into her pussy and it was giving her some extra pleasure. With the sounds of his ass clenching around my slickened cock, Pinkie moaning away and what I could only assume was Spike also crying out in pleasure, I started losing myself in the joy of the moment. Minutes passed, we settled into a rhythm of mutual joy, taking our time indulging in our bodies. We changed positions every now and then, Spike taking the opportunity to try and ride me as Pinkie took her rightful seat on my face. It took some effort to not slap my hands around Spike’s hips and drill myself as deep as I could, I occupied myself by slapping Pinkie’s ass and roughly groping, stretching and squeezing it to my heart’s content. An hour goes by, playing with each other before I felt my balls churning in a clear sign that I was about to bust. Not wanting to leave either of the two out of the ending, I had the two lay on the bed side by side. The two took to kissing and rubbing each other while they waited for their sticky reward, my breath hotly panting as my hand blurred along my shaft.

At last, my nuts clenched almost painfully, the massive load they built up over the past hour forcing its way out explosively onto the two waiting bodies. The creamy, thick load flowed out in ropey blasts, painting Spike and Pinkie pale white. The sticky substance clung to any part of their bodies it landed on, the slimy ropes sluggishly pooling and clumping on their bodies. By the end of it not a single spot on the fronts of their body was clean, the excess leaking to the bed, no doubt leaving stains for Pinkie to scrub out later. A pleasured sigh, one well and truly earned leaves my lungs and I work on slowing my breathing. Looking down on the two, my heart skips a beat as the two cum covered creatures lick each other up and down, slurping up any thick, creamy cum their hungry mouths could cover. I look for a non-stained spot on the bed to rest on, finding none, I turn myself around and fall back in between the sticky pair. Though at first they give a little yelp it turns to giggles as the pair rub their cum covered bodies up and down me in a group hug.

Feeling my cock give an excited twitch, with the two being worn out I wanted to give them a break and just let them play with mine and each other’s bodies.