Pumpkin and Pound’s Birthday Bash

Pinkie Pie, Mrs. Cake, and Pound Cake walk upstairs and into to the bathroom. The interior of the bathroom was made up of baby blue tiles on the walls and large white tiles to make up the floor. It was also spacious as it came equipped with two sinks, a toilet, a shower in one corner of the room, a shelf containing towels in another, and a large bathtub that took up one whole side of the room. The decor was complete with a pink rug on the floor, and candles in a couple of corners of the tub. The other two corners were reserved for a bottle of body wash and a scrub brush. The only thing abnormal about the decor was the deflated beach ball and inner tube inside of the tub, which Pound Cake was sure was going to come into play later. This lovely decor was going to be the place where Pound Cake would lose his virginity.

Better yet, he was going to lose his virginity to his own mom as well as his babysitter Pinkie Pie. The two girls were still dawned in what they were wearing for the lap-dance. Pinkie Pie had recovered herself with her skimpy slingshot bikini while Mrs. Cake still had her boobs flailing freely without any bra to constrict them. What made these two women all the more attractive to Pound was the fact that they were both about eight inches taller than him. They could easily squish their voluptuous jugs against Pound’s head if he was in between them. The thought of that gave him goosebumps, the thought that he could be right in between them as they made out with each other, negligent of the fact that there was a boy getting crushed in between their soft cream puffs. Pound would love every minute of that, but the time for fantasizing was at its end. He was now in the presence of the very women who were going to give him what he always wanted.

“Did you enjoy our dance Pound?” Pinkie Pie asks, looking back at the young stallion seductively.

“Oh, i-i-it was amazing,” Pound Cake replies, his cheeks slowly turning pink.

“Then you’re gonna love this,” Mrs. Cake says as she walks over to the bath tub and takes the beach ball out before beginning to blow it up.

“You see Pound, there are a lot of pretty girls out there in need of a big strong man to save them from their horniness,” Pinkie Pie says, “now that you’re an adult, you’ll need to be the one that will come to the rescue.” Pound Cake got really aroused hearing this. He loved being told that he was a sexy superhero who could come to the rescue whenever a girl, or group of girls, needed to have their orgasms fulfilled. Mrs. Cake finishes blowing up the beach ball and plugs the air in shut.

“Could you be a dear and blow up this pool float for me Pinkie?” Mrs Cake asks.

“With pleasure,” Pinkie responds as she takes the deflated donut from Mrs. Cake and begins taking deep breaths, filling it with her air. Pound could not deny that seeing his babysitter’s gifted chest puff out as she breathed in, and her eyes rolling backwards as she breathed out, was really enticing to watch. Suddenly, Mrs. Cake approaches Pound with a sexy look on her face.

“Take for example, a pool party,” Mrs. Cake says, “there are two girls that are starting to feel all hot and bothered with no man around. Now, they could help each other relieve their sexual tension…like this.” She walks back to Pinkie who fully inflates the pool float with one final blow that induced a half-lidded, cross-eyed, and trumpet-mouthed expression. She plugs it up to trap the air in before attempting to fit it around her. Pound and his full-mast erection are in awe as the float gets stuck at Pinkie’s gigantic pies. “Let me help you with that girlfriend,” Mrs. Cake says with a half-lidded expression. Pinkie moans as Mrs. Cake manages to squeeze the undersized inner tube past her watermelon boobs.

“Thanks bestie,” Pinkie responds before pulling the sexy baker in for a kiss. Pound couldn’t believe what he was witnessing, his fantasies were coming true and he was loving it. Mrs. Cake reaches behind Pinkie and squeezes her bubbly booty while she places a hand on Mrs Cake’s left cheek and plays with her hair with the other. Their two large sets of boobies squeeze against one another as Pinkie and Mrs. Cake enjoy their passionate make-out session. The two girls moan as they tongue-wrestle, all the while Pound slowly strokes his erect cock. The two girls then transition into a face-sitting position with Pinkie Pie on top of Mrs. Cake. The pink mare rubs her ass against Mrs. Cake’s face rhythmically as the two of them moan from the pleasure of their lesbian sex.

“oh~ I’m so horny,” Pinkie Pie says as her insatiable libido takes her over. After another minute of this, the two girls move on to rubbing their pussies and asses against the beach ball while facing away from each other. Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake moan as they pleasure each other and give a sexual display for the boy that was watching them. Before long, the two girls cum, though they are far from satisfied.

“I don’t know if we can satisfy ourselves by having sex with each other Pinkie,” Mrs. Cake says, “I think we need a man.” Suddenly, Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake, turn their bedroom expressions toward Pound Cake, who was still standing there naked and ready to take the plunge into their pussies.

“Pound Cake to the rescue ladies,” Pound says as he walks up to them and places his hands on their heads before bringing them together until the two sets of lips were kissing his dick. Pound begins to move his hips back and forth, rubbing his member against the wet lips and tongues that soon began to wrap around it. Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake move themselves closer to better make out with each other while Pound’s cock provides a long, firm, and musky barrier. The bathroom acoustics echo the sound of Pound Cake’s moans and Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake’s loud slurps and licks.

“Oh Pinkie, why don’t you blow this inflatable pool toy while I get the bath going?” Mrs. Cake asks.

“Yes ma’am,” Pinkie replies. Mrs. Cake stands up and goes to turn on the bath, but not before Pinkie gets in front of Pound’s member and begins her blowjob with something extremely lewd.

PPPTTBBBBBHHH ~GASP~ PPTTBBBBHHH

Pinkie Pie literally blows on Pounds cock like she was blowing up an inflatable. She even added to the lewd display by moving her head side to side and crossing her eyes on the second blow. Despite the sudden pleasure that mostly made him moan, Pound felt himself chuckle at the absurdity of his babysitter making a silly face and sound as she sucked him off. Suddenly, the sound of the water running filled the room once Mrs. Cake turned the water on. However, that didn’t deter Pinkie Pie from making lewd noises as she continued to treat Pound’s cock like an inflatable.

pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh ~smack~ pptbbh

This causes Pound to moan as he watches Pinkie raspberry his penis with her cross-eyed fish-lipped expression. She even shakes her ass to add to her bubbly bimbo appearance. Pretty soon she starts bobbing her head up and down, still emphasizing her slippery and guttural noises as she sucked off Pound Cake. It isn’t long before Mrs. Cake removes her miniskirt, now leaving her completely naked, and gets in on the action. She raspberries her sons balls before she starts sucking them vigorously. Now both girls were giving Pound Cake a wet sloppy noisy blowjob.

“mmm… ppttbbh… ~glug~ ~slurp~ aah… ~smack~”

Both Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake pleasured Pound with all they could muster. This went on for about four minutes of Pinkie and Mrs Cake sucking Pound off like it was all they could think about. Pound Cake could have sworn that he was dreaming, with these two busty big booty girls looking like all they could focus on was tasting his large musky cock. Mrs. Cake suddenly removes her mouth from Pounds balls and crawls behind Pinkie.

“Could you lift your butt up for me Pinkie dear?” Mrs. Cake asks. Pinkie Pie complies, still sucking on Pounds cock, and gets her bubble butt on her knees. “No birthday party would be complete without blowing up some balloons,” Mrs. Cake says before giving Pinkie a taste of her own medicine. With a powerful blow, she begins attempting to blow up Pinkie’s ass like it was a balloon. Before long, Mrs. Cake is also on all fours, sucking and licking Pinkie Pies anal crevice. Pinkie shakes her ass in response, giving Pound a delicious view of two girls performing oral on him and each other, all the while they shake their asses for him like the good sluts they were.

“Oh~ y-you girls are so f-fucking hot mmm <3 I’m gonna blow…” Pound exclaims as Pinkie Pie quickens the pace of her pleasure, ensuring that she gets to taste the flood of spunk that was yet to come. After two more minutes, Pound grabs Pinkies head and thrusts his hard member down her throat before ejecting a tsunami of his cum inside of her. Pinkie Pie nearly passes out from the sensation of having let her mind melt from the pleasure of being a pretty little slut for the birthday boy. Mrs. Cake stands up and Pinkie slips Pounds cock out of her mouth.

“The bath is almost full, would you mind adding the bubbles to it Pinkie?” Mrs. Cake asks.

“I wouldn’t mind at all,” Pinkie Pie responds, “she’s all yours buddy,” she says to Pound. She walks away to grab a bottle of lavender-scented bubble bath fluid. Pinkie opens up the bottle and pours some into the area underneath the running water. Meanwhile, Pound Cake looks at his beautiful naked mother as she lays on the floor and opens up her arms. Pound merely walks over and climbs on top of Mrs. Cake as she wraps her arms around him. The two of them fully embrace each other sexually as they start tongue-kissing each other. Pound Cake lines himself up with his moms waiting vagina before sliding his firm meat stick inside.

“OOooOhh…” Mrs. Cake moans as she and her son begin having sex right there on the floor. Pinkie Pie stole Pound Cake’s oral virginity, but now his mom had stolen his real sexual virginity. Mrs. Cake wraps her legs around Pounds back as he thrusts himself into her. She sprays her feminine juices all over her son’s dick and balls, and Pounds nut sack flails and slaps against his moms booty.

“You fucking like that? Nnngh” Pound asks Mrs. Cake, who was in a state of ecstasy over her son’s throbbing member fucking her pussy with reckless abandon.

“oh hell yeah…aah~” Mrs. Cake moans, “you’re such a fucking stud with that fucking dick in my pussy…ooh~” She gets so aroused that she takes Pounds head wraps her arms around it, smothering his face with her massive mommy milkers. “Your father loves it when I do this, do you?”

“Mmhmm,” Pound Cake replies, his voice muffled by his moms vast valley of soft boobage. Pinkie Pie had finished adding the bubbles to their bath and turned off the water shortly after. This left the sound of Pound Cake and Mrs. Cake’s first-time sex completely unobstructed. Pinkie gets so aroused that she takes off her one-piece bikini. She has to loop it through the pool float she had around her because it was so small that it couldn’t go past her thicc jello caboose. Not that she minded though, she figured that it was a nice touch to her gifted physique.

“Hey Pound,” Pinkie Pie says “you should hit her from the back.”

“I agree dear,” Mrs. Cake responds, allowing Pound Cake to stand on his knees. She then turns around and gets on all fours, allowing her son to get the best view of her big beautiful buttocks. Pound places one hand on his moms ass and uses the other hand to insert his still stiff peen back into her. After which, he places both hands on Mrs. Cakes ample rump and begins thrusting hard. Pound loved this position and thought about it every time he thought about having sex with either his mom or Pinkie Pie. The idea of having a girl bent over for him so he could watch her booty bounce as he fucked her really turned on Pound. Mrs. Cake loved this position too as she generally loved being more subservient in the bedroom.

“oh~ that’s how you do it son,” Mrs. Cake moans, “you’re such a f-fucking man now mmm…”

“Yeah that’s right, ooh~” Pound Cake replies. Pinkie gets really turned on watching them mate like wild animals, but she decides that she wants in on the fun too. She kneels down next to Pound and wraps her left arm around him. Pinkie Pie lightly caresses his left pec and leans her head in for a kiss. When the two of them start tongue-kissing, Pound uses his right hand to hold Pinkie’s chin, still holding Mrs. Cake’s left butt cheek with his other hand. This allows Pinkie to use her right hand to caress Mrs. Cake’s other butt cheek.

“Yeah, you like your mommy’s fat ass don’t you Poundy?” Pinkie Pie purrs.

“Oh hell yeah,” Pound Cake replies. Once he reconnects mouths with Pinkie, his right hand moves down her back and gives her ass a light squish, causing Pinkie to let out an aroused moan. She’s even more aroused when Pound decides to reach underneath and massage her clit, causing her to leak uncontrollably in pure heat. “i-i-it’s coming again, unngh~ I’m gonna c-cum.”

“Yes! Fill me son, oooh <3 fill mommy with your manly seed,” Mrs. Cake exclaims. After another minute of fucking, Pound Cake hits his orgasm like a freight train, flooding his mom with his thick semen. Mrs. Cake fills the room with one loud drawn-out moan before her son’s penis slips out of her coochie. Pound was still hard, save for a little sagging due to the hard sex.

“The bath is ready,” Pinkie Pie says. They all stand up before walking over to the bathtub, which was now filled to the brim with hot water and lavender-scented foam. They all step in and let out a collective “ahh” as they descend their bodies into the hot water. Pinkie had readjusted her pool float so that it was up to her supple tits, which were accentuated by the fact that the pool float was squishing them into a different shape. Pound Cake was fully erect again, the warmth of the bath enveloping his dick like a liquid scarf. Most importantly, he was now taking a bath with two sexy naked girls that happened to be deeply close to him. Pinkie Pie and Mrs. Cake scoot closer to Pound until their shoulders are touching his.

“I hope you’re enjoying this dear,” Mrs. Cake says.

“Heck yeah, thanks mom,” Pound Cake replies.

“You like getting to be this close to my naked breasts?” Mrs. Cake asks Pound, who merely nods his head while staring at his mom’s voluptuous bust.

“Speaking of naked boobies,” Pinkie Pie says, “I’m trying to find a way to get this inner tube off of me. I know Poundy probably likes when my tits get squished, but they’re so big I’m beginning to get uncomfortable.” Pinkie was not exaggerating, both of her boobs could take up the space of two mixing bowls. Despite how sexy she looked in her inner tube, her vision was half obstructed by her squeezed jugs. Pound Cake thinks of a way to get his babysitter’s udders unstuck when his eyes land on the bottle of body wash that they had.

“I have an idea,” Pound announces, grabbing the bottle of body wash before moving over to face Pinkie Pie. He pops open the bottle and squeezes the purple thick substance onto Pinkie’s mountainous chest. He hands the bottle to Mrs. Cake, who puts in the corner behind her, and rubs the body wash into Pinkie Pie’s breasts with his hands. Pound cups water into his hands and pours it onto her lathered melons before rubbing in the body wash more to create more suds. Suddenly, Pounds task of lubing Pinkie’s chest to better remove the inner tube became more about getting to feel her breasts.

The skin was soft and plump and Pound could feel a slight heftiness whenever he lifted up Pinkie Pie’s humongous milk bags. He looks up at Pinkie, who starts smirking at him with a half-lidded expression, before standing up to present his manhood to her. Pound firmly places both hands on the side of his babysitter’s boobs and without warning sandwiches his sausage in between them. Pinkie Pie doesn’t fight back whatsoever, she had expected something of this nature to happen since sexual escapades were happening all night.

“Haha, no fair mmphh~ you just wanted a titty fuck, ooh~” Pinkie Pie says as Pound thrusts away at her tits.

“The look in your eye told me that uungh~ you also wanted it,” Pound Cake replies. Pinkie Pie leans herself backwards and rests her arms on the rim of the tub, letting Pound have his fun with her birthday cakes. He moans softly from the sensation of fucking his babysitter’s tits as though it were her equally enticing ass. The plumpness of Pinkie Pie’s fun-bags combined with slipperiness of the water and suds on them made Pound’s dick pulsate with pleasure. As he continues fucking her plump boobs, Mrs. Cake cups more bath water into her hands and pours it onto them, rinsing Pinkie Pie’s huge udders. Pound keeps going until the suds are gone before helping Pinkie out of her inner tube. She puts her arms up, and after a bit of pushing Pound is able to free Pinkie’s marshmallows from their confines. She shakes her breasts in celebration of them being able to bounce freely.

“Whew, why wear a pool float when I already got two big ones on my chest?” Pinkie Pie says with a giggle.

“Speaking of which,” Mrs. Cake says, “wanna do that thing that we always like to do Pinkie dear?”

“With pleasure,” Pinkie Pie responds, standing up and walking towards Mrs. Cake before turning around and bending over. She places her hands firmly on the edge of the tub and wiggles her ample rump in front of the birthday boy.

“You’re gonna love this honey,” Mrs. Cake says to Pound before squeezing body wash onto her own chest. What happens next nearly makes Pound topple over. As soon as his mom applies the body wash onto her, she bends over and uses her tits like two thick sponges to wash Pinkie Pie’s gifted posterior. Pinkie moans from the sensation of having Mrs. Cake’s plush boobs rubbing up against her buttocks. Pound is astounded by this lesbian action taking place and walks towards the two horny babes for closer inspection. Mrs. Cake puts her hands on Pinkie Pie’s forelegs and squats down before continuing to use her soapy boobs as a way of washing the party planners ass. This was definitely one occasion where Pound Cake wanted to be in the middle of that sandwich of plump tits and ass, maybe while getting jerked off by his slutty mom. He’s amazed that Mrs. Cake’s supple breasts were almost the same size as his babysitter’s moneymaker. Pound’s eyes are suddenly directed to his mom’s humongous booty as it moves up and down with it’s owner’s movement, almost appearing as if it was floating on the surface of the bath water like two blue beach balls. He begins jerking himself off at the sight of his two luscious lovers playing with themselves in such a gratuitous manner.

“You like what you see Pound?” Pinkie Pie says with a hungry half-lidded glare.

“Hell yeah,” Pound Cake replies before something catches up to him in his head. Something that forces him to halt his worm-tugging momentarily. “Wait, you two have done this before?”

“Mmhmm,” Mrs. Cake responds, “we come in here to do it all the time, among other things of course.”

“Does dad know?” Pound asks, slightly spooked by the problematic implications of what his mom just admitted to.

“Of course he does,” Pinkie Pie replies, “we even let him join us sometimes.” Suddenly all of the blood that was once in Pound Cake’s head made a detour down to his lower body, causing his cock to spring higher than ever before.

“As if you two girls couldn’t get any hotter,” Pound says, “I want to finish you off Pinkie.”

“By all means buddy,” Pinkie Pie says, shaking her rear once more. Pound Cake walks up to the bent over party girl, ready to fill her to the brim with his muscular spade. He claps her booty in-between his hands before letting his dick rest inside the crack.

“Best birthday ever!” Pound Cake says before sliding himself into Pinkie Pie’s asshole. He looks down at his bimbo lover and fucks her without restraint, making her ever-enticing ass jiggle with each impact. Plaps could be heard throughout the room alongside Pinkie Pie’s slutty moans.

“Oh! Oh! Ohh! Ohmmnnghh~ yeah!” Pinkie Pie squeals like a whore as her ass is pounded by the Cake behind her. Pound Cake suddenly felt something soft press up against his back. Judging from the way the skin felt plush and the sudden eruption of suds he was feeling on his back, Pound could only conclude something that made his spine shiver in the best possible way.

“You’re such a dirty boy,” Mrs. Cake says as she rubs her shampoo-covered tits against her son’s back. She scrubs her two mommy sponges up and down his back, eventually making it to pounds ass that kept moving based on how rapidly he was thrusting himself into Pinkie. He did slow down, however, once he felt the plump and sudsy milk jugs on his butt, allowing Mrs. Cake to give it a wash. Once she finishes, Mrs. Cake pours more shampoo onto her hands and wraps her arms around her son. Pound Cake continues to fuck Pinkie Pie in the ass as his mom washes his well-toned pecs and abs. The manly scent of her son and the shape and feel of his rock-hard chest, not to mention the fact that her clit was rubbing against his ass, is enough to make Mrs. Cake orgasm. Pinkie Pie had already cum more times than she could remember. She was starting to lose consciousness and her moans were getting more and more throaty. Luckily for her, the ride was almost over.

After another minute of fucking, Pound Cake let’s put a loud moan and sends a flood of seed into Pinkie Pie’s starfish. The tsunami of semen is enough to make her stomach bloat as if she was carrying his child. Mrs. Cake lets go of Pound’s pecs, allowing him to pull his tired dick out of the party planner below him. Pinkie Pie turns around and slinks herself into the hot bath, allowing herself to finally relax after the mating that she endured. Pound Cake and Mrs. Cake join her, all three of them squeezed in shoulder-to-shoulder.

“I supposed you enjoyed that,” Mrs. Cake says with a chuckle.

“I sure did mom,” Pound Cake replies, giving his mother-lover a kiss on the lips. They look over at Pinkie Pie who just lets out a tired moan, struggling to put a sentence together. “Do you think I was a little too rough with her?”

“I wouldn’t worry about it sweetie,” Mrs. Cake answers, “Pinkie is one hell of a party animal, she’ll recover soon I’d imagine.” Suddenly Pound Cake lets out a yawn.

“Yeah, I think I’m ready to call it a night,” Pound Cake says.

“And I think your father is about to be home soon,” Mrs. Cake adds, “it’s kind of a shame that we can’t all sleep together tonight.”

“It’s okay mom,” Pound Cake replies, “I don’t want to be a cockblocker. Maybe some other time. Who knows? Maybe all of us can do something special together.”

“I’d like that very much,” Mrs. Cake says.

“Though I wouldn’t mind having Pinkie sleep with me tonight,” Pound adds, suddenly feeling Pinkie Pie lay her head on his shoulder and snore. He looks over to find the party planner so exhausted that she fell asleep on him. Mrs. Cake let’s out a chuckle.

“In your bed? Or in the bathtub?”