Pumpkin and Pound’s Birthday Bash

The time is now 8:00 PM as Pound and Pumpkin Cake walk back to Sugarcube Corner for their celebration with their parents and surrogate aunt Pinkie Pie. They walk up to the door and Pound Cake is the one to open it.

“SURPRISE!!” What followed was an explosion of confetti courtesy of one Pinkie Pie’s party cannon. After the confetti cleared from Pound’s vision he let his sister Pumpkin enter before him.

“Hey,” a voice called out, “you can’t be chivalrous, that’s my job.” Pumpkin lays her eyes on the one who made that remark: her boyfriend Rumble. She runs up to him and gives him multiple kisses on the neck before ending with one massive kiss on the lips. “Happy birthday babe!”

“Thanks Rumble,” Pumpkin Cake responds, “and just FYI, it’s okay if my brother opens the door for me. It’s good for a guy to ensure that chivalry never dies after all.”

“Ah yes,” Rumble replies, “practicing for when he can finally get a date.”

“Hey, I’m more than capable of getting a date pal,” Pound claps back, “the only reason why it hasn’t happened is because the trick is to wait till the right moment.” Pound Cake was never into the idea of swinging from girl to girl that wanted a piece of him. As a result, his sister Pumpkin Cake ended up with a boyfriend before Pound found his special someone, and when it happens to be one of your friends, you tend to earn some flack from them.

“Waiting until someone introduces their twin sister to you?” Rumble teases, “gotta hand it to you, that’s a strategy that works.” Pound laughs at his friends ‘kind of insult/kind of compliment.’

“You can thank me later homeslice,” Pound responds.

“Alright boys enough teasing,” Mrs. Cake croons from behind the kitchen counter, putting the final touches on Pound and Pumpkin’s birthday cake, “it’s almost time to celebrate my dear sweet twins’ eighteenth birthdays.” Everyone goes to sit down at the dining room table, which had two seats reserved for the guests of honor. Mrs. Cake comes up from behind Pound and Pumpkin and places the cake in front of them on the table. The ceremonious birthday dessert had one half coated with orange icing, and the other with buttery yellow. The two sides were meant to capture the fur coats of the Cake twins, the blue and brown icing on the top and bottom complementing the design in the same way their manes did. It was topped off with two candles, one of them was shaped like the number one, and the other shaped like the number eight. This was meant to signify how Pound and Pumpkin were turning eighteen on the same day. It was a perfect cake design that was finished with the pink turntable that it was sitting on.

But the sight of the cake was not the only sweet view Pound and Pumpkin Cake bore witness to. They had realized that their own mother was wearing almost nothing underneath her yellow and pink apron. It was a good thing that Mrs. Cake decided to wear a pink lace bra since the apron only did so much as cover the crevice of her cleavage. There was definitely a party going on in her backyard, as Mrs. Cakes mammoth ass was only covered by a frilly lace miniskirt. There wasn’t even any thong to protect her privacy from the crowd, making her cloth ring less for hiding something, and more for attracting attention. Lucky for her the miniskirt went down far enough to prevent any obscene visibility.

Mrs. Cake sits down next to her son Pound Cake, who glows red from the thought of his mom wearing something so skimpy. Back when Pound was growing up, his mom was often the subject of some naughty fantasies. Anytime he saw his mom bend over or wear something revealing, he would acquire an erection as well as some new sexual activity for the catalogue in his brain. He would have wet dreams of Mrs Cake washing herself in the shower, making her tits and ass bounce as if her son was watching. Then he would walk in and ram her from behind, her sudsy ass bouncing against his cock. Looking at Pinkie Pie’s equally attractive backend would fuel up Pounds gauge even more. Other daydreams of his would have his mom and his babysitter kissing and hugging each other naked. The thought of them moaning of pleasure from their lesbian grinding made Pound instantly hard. His favorite daydream was one where Mrs. Cake and Pinkie Pie got oiled up and used a double-sided dildo. Their naked shimmering skin, their bodacious booties slamming against one another, the moaning as they present themselves like the slutty bimbos they were. Pound Cake suddenly gets a chill down his spine.

“Are you alright sweetie?” Mrs Cake asks as her son continues to blush heavily.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Pound says as he tries to fight the dirty thoughts that were flooding in his mind like a raging waterfall. Because he was older and had more control over his testosterone, his hard-on was coming on slowly, whereas four years ago it would have sprung up immediately. Still, he was flustered trying to keep his fantasies at bay. Pumpkin was just as flustered as her twin brother, considering she had invited her boyfriend Rumble to the party. She knew full well that Rumble had it out for older mares and even banged Button Mash’s mom on his eighteenth birthday. Nonetheless, the twins were happy to see and celebrate with the people they cared about, minus one. They sing “Happy Birthday” to Pound and Pumpkin as they blow out the candles in unison. Mrs. Cake carves out a piece of cake for everyone at the table. After she’s finished serving, she decides to undo her apron. She rolls it up and tosses it to the side, leaving her scantily clad EE-cup boobs on full display. As Pound chows down on his cake, he attempts to distract himself from the tantalizing sight of his moms almost naked body by bringing up something he was sure everyone had on their minds.

“It’s a shame Dad is missing out,” Pound says.

“Well you know how it is with bulk orders,” Mrs. Cake says with a smile, “I bake them, he delivers them, and then he gets home late. That’s what I love about him.”

“What? That he gets home late?” Rumble asks.

“Oh no no no,” Mrs Cake quickly dismisses, thinking that Rumble was probably misconstruing her words, “I mean I love that he’s so hard-working. He would work six hour shifts and then come home every night to play with Pound and Pumpkin. He would always help me to have a break from the hustle and bustle of being a stay-at-home mom to be one excellent father. If he felt like giving even more, he would get you two in bed early so we could fuck like rabbits.” That last sentence shocked the Cake twins, particularly making Pound blush again. For a second he had just managed to get the thought of his mom being bent over as she took an ass full of meat out of his head. Pinkie Pie, meanwhile, just bursts out laughing.

“What?” Mrs. Cake exclaims, “you two are eighteen now, I don’t have to worry about saying cuss words in front of you anymore.”

“Or talking about sex at the table? Or wearing…that?” Pumpkin Cake says eyeing her boyfriend to make sure he’s not getting any ideas.

“Exactly,” Mrs. Cake replies, “you’re at the adults table now. Nothing is off limits.” It seemed like Mrs. Cake actually wanted to show off her body to everyone at the table. Not many people could blame her though. Mrs. Cake was a plus-size woman, which meant that her figure was nice and large. Her hips were wide, her thighs were thick, her breasts were a generous EE-cup, she had a charmingly chubby belly, and her ass was bigger than two beach balls glued together. The best part was that Mrs Cake’s gorgeous physique was genetic, meaning that Pumpkin Cake had adopted some of the same physical traits as her mother. Especially in the ass department, which gave Pumpkin Cake a perfect hourglass figure.

After everyone finishes their cake, Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake get up from their seats to grab Pound and Pumpkin Cake’s birthday presents. When they come back, Mrs Cake is seen with three gift-wrapped boxes and Pinkie is seen carrying four. Pinkie Pie is also seen wearing something completely different than before. When she walked away she was wearing a white tank top accompanied by a blue jacket and yellow skirt. Coming back with the gifts, she was wearing a blue one piece v-kini that accentuated her voluptuous body. Her figure was about the same as Mrs. Cakes, E-cup breasts, wide hips, and a big bubble booty. The only difference was that Pinkie wasn’t chubby, making the places where she was thick look inconceivably succulent. Despite being an aficionado in sweets, Pinkie did a lot of cardio in order to keep her belly thin. Mrs. Cake didn’t have the time on her hands to exercise with having to take care of the twins, so the sweets that she enjoyed eating eventually made her belly, boobs, and butt bigger and fatter. Not that anybody minded, in fact, Pound Cake got into plus-size women thanks to his sexy mom. From the size of their tits and asses to the occasional pudgy belly, there was something Pound found sexy about the amount of flesh he could wrap himself around.

Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake place the Cake Twins’ birthday gifts down on the table. Each box was marked with their names and the names of the people that got them their gifts. Both Pound and Pumpkin got presents from their parents, Pinkie Pie, and Rumble. The twins thought about buying gifts for each other, but since they shared the same birthday, Mrs. Cake told them that it wouldn’t feel right for either of them to spend money on birthday gifts. The twins agreed since they figured spending the day together would be the perfect birthday gift they could give each other.

“Why don’t you go first sweetie?” Mrs. Cake asks her son Pound.

“Okay,” Pound responds, scanning the packages to decide which one to open first. He decides to start with the gift that was from his parents. It is contained in a rectangular box wrapped in birthday themed wrapping paper. Pound tears off the wrapping paper to reveal a white cardboard box. Once he lifts the lid off, he finds a collection of new clothes. First, a pair of red swimming trunks; then a black t-shirt themed ‘Magic-ish’, his favorite show to watch with his mom at dinner time; and finally, a blue tank top with a Hawaiian beach pattern. “Wow, these are so cool,” Pound exclaims.

“We thought you’d like them,” Mrs. Cake replies, “your father was the one who found the tank top for you while we were shopping at Fohls.”

“Aww, great,” Pound says, “I’ll have to thank him when he gets home, thank you so much mom.”

“I love you son,” Mrs. Cake responds, kissing her son on the cheek, her soft boobs slightly rubbing against Pound’s shoulder as she did so. Pound suddenly lays eyes on Rumble’s gift to him, which happens to have the familiar shape of a DVD case. He knew that Rumble was a gamer, but he didn’t own any gaming consoles, so it couldn’t have been that. Pound unwraps the wrapping paper to reveal a DVD copy of the movie ‘Con Mane: Cold Blood.’

“Tadaaa!” Rumble exclaims, “you’re first rated-R movie Pound.”

“Wow, thanks,” Pound Cake responds. The ‘Con Mane’ series was always too violent and risqué for Pound to watch when he was a teen, so the opportunity to dive into what movies with the R rating had to offer was a delight.

“Oooh… Cold Blood! I love that one,” Pinkie Pie says, “Especially the part where…”

“Up-up-up-pa!” Mrs. Cake interrupts, “no spoilers.”

“Hee-hee, sorry,” Pinkie Pie says, her face flushed, “I got excited.”

“Thanks Rumble,” Pound Cake says before eyeing his final present from Pinkie Pie. Surprisingly, this one was the smallest of the presents, and it appeared to be in a weird prism shape. Pound undoes the wrapping paper to unveil two gifts wrapped in one. The first was a jar of cake icing that was labeled ‘Pinkie’s Power Icing’, and the other was a Poni TalkDisc, a disc shaped AI device that you could talk to. “Wow, a TalkDisc, where’d you get the money for this?”

“I had some of my best buds pitch in,” Pinkie Pie says, “now instead of trying to play music by yourself on your phone, you can simply ask the TalkDisc to play it for you.”

“That should be useful for when you work out,” Mrs. Cake replies.

“Speaking of gifts that should be useful for when you work out,” Pinkie Pie continues, “I included a jar of Pinkie’s Power Icing. It’s cake icing that comes in whatever flavor you want, and it contains 20 grams of protein in each serving. So now you can experience the succulence of your favorite cake icing while also pumping yourself up with the protein you need to maintain your strong muscles.”

“Wow,” Pound says, in awe of what Pinkie just said, “that’s quite the sales pitch.”

“Thanks,” Pinkie responds, “I decided to give you a sample to see how you liked it, I can make some more if you do.”

“Thank you so much Pinkie Pie,” Pound says, “you’re the best.”

“Aww, no you are,” Pinkie Pie says with a blush. With that, there were only Pumpkin Cake’s gifts left.

“I’d recommend opening the one from me and Pinkie last hun,” Mrs. Cake says. Pumpkin nods and selects her first gift, which had the inscription, “To: Pumpkin, From: Dad,” written on it. She found it odd that her mom and babysitter would pitch in for the same gift, but not mom and dad. Regardless, she unwrapped the gift to reveal that it was a piece of jewelry contained within a ‘Rarity’s Gems’ box. When she opens it, she finds an amethyst emblazoned necklace that reads “Daddy’s Little Filly.”

“Aww, this is so sweet,” Pumpkin says as she takes out the necklace and puts it on.

“Oh, honey,” Mrs. Cake coos, “you look so grown up wearing that.”

“Not to mention, extremely beautiful,” Rumble says.

“Thanks babe,” Pumpkin responds. She lays her eyes on her gift from Rumble that appeared to be in a smaller box than the previous one. When she opens it, she finds a velvet case that she suspected contained some more jewelry. Pumpkin opens the case to find a pair of earrings that were shaped like cupcakes and had little hearts on them. “Oh my Celestia!” Pumpkin beams, “how much was spent on these?”

“100 bits,” Rumble reveals, “I knew today would be a very special occasion so I spent the last few months working for Applejack on the farm to pay for these earrings. There’s even a little message inside.” Pumpkin picks up the square-shaped card and reads the message aloud.

“You are my pumpkin, sweeter than honey, the apple of my eye…love you to the moon and back.” Pumpkin Cake tears up upon reading the heartfelt message. Although she and Rumble had been dating for a few months, he didn’t strike her as the romantic type. But the fact that he went out of his way to earn enough money to buy these earrings, and include a special message inside of the case they came in, made Pumpkin Cake’s heart soar. She hugs her boyfriend and kisses him many times on the nape of his neck.

“I love you too sugarplum,” Pumpkin Cake says, wiping away the tears from her eyes.

“I think you found yourself a keeper honey,” Mrs. Cake says with a wink in Rumbles direction. At last, Pumpkin reached her final gift, a large rectangular box from Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake.

“I can’t wait for you to see what’s inside,” Pinkie Pie says, bouncing up and down in excitement, not realizing how enticing it would look to the boys in the room. Pumpkin Cake tears off the wrapping paper to unveil a cardboard box that was held shut by a little bit of scotch tape. She opens the box to find that her mom and her babysitter got her…a lot of clothes.

The first layer was a purple dress with sequins on it, probably to wear for when she and Rumble went out on prom night. She removes the dress from the box to see that the next layer of clothes consisted of a blue sports bra and skin-tight leggings. Pumpkin assumed that this was to be worn whenever she worked out. She didn’t exercise as much as her brother did, but she did enough to give herself a healthy and flattering figure and a great amount of stamina. After she had removed her new workout gear from the box however, the next three layers of clothes were very easy to see. Pumpkin soon realized that this meant that her smooth and sexy skin would be easy to see as well. She pulls out a purple swimsuit that essentially was three triangular pieces of cloth laced together into a bikini. Thankfully, the top had some big triangles to cover her even bigger boobs. The next layer was black lingerie that instead was not meant to cover the unmentionables. The bra had open cups, the panties were crotchless, and the waist had a see-through miniskirt. This was definitely meant to be worn behind closed doors.

“These are a lot of clothes,” Pumpkin Cake comments.

“That’s not all,” Pinkie Pie says. Pumpkin Cake proceeds to remove the lingerie from the box and place it with the other clothes. What she finds at the bottom of the box shocks her the most. There was a black pair of shorts made of stretch fabric that said on the back, “Momma’s Phat Ass.” In addition to that, she found two large black stickers that were shaped like X’s.

“Where’s the top?” Pumpkin asks on account that there was no bra that would’ve probably said “Big Mommy Milkers” on it.

“Look again sweetie,” Mrs Cake answers with a more seductive look than before. It was that moment Pumpkin realized…the two stickers were the top. Pound and Rumble both realized this too, which made them both blush and inevitably grow erect downstairs.

“You see Pumpkin,” Pinkie Pie says, “all of those awkward moments you experienced as a teenager, the feeling of giving yourself to a boy, showing yourself off by wearing skimpy clothing and shaking your booty for him, it’s all led to this moment.” Pumpkin was growing more and more flushed. She didn’t know what Pinkie had in mind, nor did she know how Pinkie knew that she would occasionally close her bedroom door and put on strip shows for herself in the mirror. Pumpkin wasn’t sure how to feel about practicing some kind of sexy dance that she would eventually show to a man, but her friends convinced her that it would make her more attractive. Pumpkin was still confused as to what was happening, until she noticed Pinkie Pie directing her attention towards her twin brother.

“And don’t think that you don’t like what you see Pound,” Pinkie continues, her bedroom eyes glaring into Pound’s soul, almost telepathically draining him of his innocence, “you’ve grown fond of girls bodies over the years, especially ours.” Pinkie Pie jiggles her bulbous tits and Mrs. Cake follows suite.

“But you’ve been such a good boy,” Mrs Cake says in her maternal voice, which now had a more playful edge to it. She moves closer to her son, who was starting to grow more aroused despite keeping a desperate grip on his self-control. “You built all of this amazing muscle and waited until just the right moment to let a girl taste all of it.”

“Now that both of you are eighteen years old,” Pinkie Pie adds, “you’re of legal age to have sex. And what better way to celebrate turning eighteen, than losing your virginities.”

“Wait,” Pumpkin finally interjects, standing up in order to defend herself and her partner who was sitting right next to her, “doesn’t my boyfriend get a say in this?”

“Like he would object to having sex with you Pumpkin,” Mrs Cake responds, standing up and putting a hand on her hip. Pumpkin lets her guard down after her mom answers her question. Rumble had already bagged Button Mash’s mom, so it was likely that he knew what was coming.

“She’s right,” Rumble says, standing up and holding his girlfriend’s hand, “I would take every opportunity to get into bed with you babe, you mean that much to me.” Pumpkin Cake smiles at her boyfriends affirmation of his love.

“Well, okay,” Pumpkin says, “so I guess we should…”

“Hold on now,” Pinkie Pie says, standing up with everyone else before Pound joins them, “Rumble hasn’t seen you scantily clad before, we think it’s time to put your practice to good use.”

“We also want to make sure Pound is good and ready for his first time, don’t we?” Mrs. Cake says, turning her ass in Pounds direction.

“Yeah and that’s why we’re putting on a strip show,” Pinkie Pie adds, “and I suggest that you go get changed, I’ll go in your room with you so you’ll be less nervous.”

“I appreciate that,” Pumpkin responds. She was thankful that Pinkie was willing to watch her change and give constructive feedback. She definitely wanted someone there to help her prepare for what she was about to do. She and Pinkie walk upstairs to Pumpkin’s bedroom, meanwhile, Mrs. Cake sets up a couple of chairs for the two boys who were about to get a show they would never forget. She grabs the boom box from behind the counter and places it on top.

“So son, before we get started, I want to ask you a question,” Mrs Cake says, concerned that she probably made Pound feel like he had to go through with having sex with her and Pinkie Pie despite potentially being opposed to it “I know I’m probably too late to ask but, are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I know you don’t have a girlfriend yet and I just can’t help but feel like you want me and Pinkie to be your first time.”

“What kind of a man would I be if I were to turn down my chance to have sex for the first time?” Pound replies. He was slowly admitting that he had fantasized him and his mom having sex plenty of times, through both his words and his body language.

“Okay, good,” Mrs. Cake says with a sigh of relief, “now would you boys like to get naked for our strip show?” Pound Cake and Rumble take a look at each other and shrug as they proceed to take off their clothes. “I thought so,” Mrs. Cake says with a smirk, “it’s not exactly a lapdance without you boys getting to jerk off.” Once the guys are finished stripping, Mrs. Cake takes a moment to soak in the sight in front of her. Pound was in his full naked glory, hot muscles visible and his cock at full mast for all to see. Rumble had less muscle, but his member was still big and throbbing. Mrs. Cake did everything in her power to not suck them off like a dirty bimbo right then and there. Instead, Mrs. Cake just lets out an excited screech as Pound and Rumble take their seats.

“They’re ready,” Mrs. Cake calls upstairs for Pinkie Pie and Pumpkin Cake so that they can begin their threesome lapdance. The two of them walk downstairs to reveal Pumpkin Cake in her new clubbing attire. Pound and Rumble were in awe of her almost completely naked, not to mention, perfectly shaped breasts. She was a young beauty whose delicious physique nearly made the two boys pass out. With all of the dancers ready to begin the show, Mrs. Cake presses play on the boom box…

The song that plays is a song by Sapphire Shores called Cutie Booty, a song that Pumpkin would always dance to in her room. The tempo is at 199 beats per minute, which the three girls considered to be the best tempo for twerking and hip-swaying. Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake start popping their asses in each other’s directions, looking back at each other all seductively. Pumpkin Cake meanwhile, gets down to business with her usual routine. She turns her bubble butt towards the two naked boys and sways her hips from side to side, making her ass bounce as she did so. Pound Cake and Rumble are dumbfounded by the sight in front of them. They could only stroke their cocks slowly as they watched three slutty women, who happened to be women they were close to, shake and sway their great thicc cheeks.

When the chorus starts, Pinkie, Pumpkin, and Mrs Cake proceed to turn and face their audience before walking three steps towards them, swaying their hips as they did so. Pumpkin Cake, front and center, does a whole well choreographed dance sequence that she would always do at the chorus. It would start with her making a heart with her hands on both of her nipples, and then she would squat down and rub her legs before standing back up and jiggling her boobs. Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake, her backup dancers with Pinkie on Pumpkin’s right and Mrs Cake on her left, couldn’t follow that entire dance routine. Instead, they throw their arms up and puff their chests out, making their large tits bounce sensually. This also makes their asses jiggle too, so the three of them jump to face sideways and do the chest pop to make both their breasts and asses wiggle for the boys watching. They proceed to bend over and focus entirely on moving their bulbous booties.

“This is so hot,” Pound Cake says, still stroking his throbbing and leaking member.

“We’ve only just begun,” Pinkie Pie responds before walking up to Mrs Cake and turning around to twerk into her wobbling buns. The two girls were now shaking their asses against each other, which got them aroused, and pretty soon Pumpkin Cake walks behind them before turning around and jiggling her moneymaker as well. Pound Cake and Rumble were stroking their cocks even more now that the three girls were all shaking their asses into each other.

“You’re really getting the hang of this sweetie,” Mrs Cake says to her daughter.

“I think I have another idea,” Pumpkin Cake replies before turning to face the boys, “would it be okay if you too crush my head with these pillows of yours,” she says stroking Pinkie and Mrs Cake’s asses.

“Mmhmm…” Pinkie Pie says as she takes four steps forward. Pumpkin walks in between Pinkie and Mrs Cake and kneels down before they smush and rub their planets into each other with Pumpkins head in between them. It’s at this moment that Pumpkin gets so aroused that she starts stroking herself downstairs. She was having her hot mom and her hot babysitter give her an ass facial that she was sure Pound and Rumble wanted. All three girls were letting out moans of pleasure as they seduced the boys watching them to jerk off even further.

“Oh f-fuck~” Rumble moans, “I’m gonna blow!” This makes Pinkie, Pumpkin, and Mrs Cake all stand at attention.

“That’s our cue girls,” Mrs Cake says before she and Pinkie Pie walk up to Pound Cake.

“Want me to help you release sweetie?” Pumpkin Cake asks Rumble.

“Oh hell yeah babe,” Rumble responds. Pumpkin walks up to her boyfriend and kneels down, preparing to do what she had always secretly hoped to do. She places both hands on Rumbles thighs and strokes his balls and dick with her delicate tongue in one lick. Pumpkin does this multiple times, nearly going ballistic on the male parts in front of her, before taking Rumble’s length into her mouth.

Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie moves the parts of the V-kini covering her nipples into the crevice of her cleavage, leaving her bountiful breasts adorned with bright pink nipples unobstructed to the eye. Mrs Cake follows suit and takes off her bra, leaving her generous boobies naked. The two girls proceed to give Pound Cake a double tit-fuck, engulfing his 8-inch meat log in their soft boob flesh.

“Yeah, you like that huh?” Pinkie Pie purrs as she stares at Pound with bedroom eyes.

“Isn’t it fun being an adult?” Mrs Cake adds. They keep stroking his throbbing and leaking dick with their bulbous titties and even take turns giving the tip loving kisses. Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake lock lips with each other and soon assault each other’s tongues in a hot make-out session. This was everything that Pound Cake was hoping for. His ultimate birthday present for the year he became a legal adult was watching two girls that he loved very much make his sexual fantasies into reality. As he watches his mom and babysitter give him a slutty tit-fuck, all of the thoughts that he had from his puberty years were coming back at full force. They were kissing in real life, but in his mind they were scissoring. They were tasting each other’s pussies, slathering frosting on themselves for him to lick clean off. As Pound looks back down at what Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake were doing, still kissing and moaning as they massaged his member with their mammaries, he thinks about them being naked and oiled up as they kiss and fuck each other. And of course, his mind plays the image of them using a double-sided dildo for double doggy style action.

The best part was that now all of Pound Cakes fantasies could come to life. Since Pinkie Pie and Mrs Cake were both so willing to tit-fuck him, he was sure they could do more as long as he asked for their consent. This revelation is enough to push Pound over the edge as spurts of warm and creamy semen coated the voluptuous breasts in front of him. Not long after, Rumble blows his load inside the mouth of a mesmerized Pumpkin Cake, her womanly instincts making her unaware that she could have pulled back. But instead, she chose to get a heaping helping of her boyfriend’s seed, and while it tasted weird at first, she grew to enjoy the salty flavor. Pumpkin Cake releases Rumble’s cock from her maw and swallows the gooey substance inside.

“Looks like you both enjoyed your first slice of the sex pie,” Pinkie Pie says.

“Oh yeah,” Pound Cake replies as Pinkie and Mrs Cake stand up in front of him, “I’ll have to ask for an encore performance sometime,” he adds, earning a laugh from his mom and babysitter.

“And I never knew that semen would be my new favorite flavor,” Pumpkin Cake says standing up, “but boy was that amazing.”

“It was amazing for me too babe,” Rumble replies as he stands up and tries to lean in for a kiss, only for a finger to be placed upon his lips.

“Are you sure you want to kiss me right now?” Pumpkin Cake asks, “I did just take a mouthful of your own cum.”

“Hasn’t bothered me before,” Rumble replies.

“Oh right…I forgot,” Pumpkin says, remembering that his virginity was already stolen by a select few mates before she came around.

“Well it doesn’t have to end now,” Mrs Cake says, “Pumpkin needs her cherry popped, and we need a bath.”

“And that’s where Poundy is going to lose his virginity,” Pinkie Pie adds, “let’s go sport.” Pinkie and Mrs Cake lead the way to the stairs while Pound follows close behind.

“After you dear,” Mrs Cake says to Pinkie Pie, “we should go single file.”

“Yeah, don’t want to get our balloon butts stuck on the stairs,” Pinkie Pie responds with a wink in Pounds direction as the three of them head upstairs.

“Well, we should probably head into my room, shouldn’t we hun?” Pumpkin Cake asks, putting on the bedroom look that she has never used in front of a real man.

“Let’s shall,” Rumble replies. The two of them hold hands as they walk up the stairs together, anxiously awaiting their first time.