Magma and Hollow's Hearth Warming Eve
It was Hearth's Warming eve and all throughout the farmhouse at the famous Milk Mine two were stirring together in the den, all cuddled up by the fire. Chowing down on gingerbread cookies with some milk and eggnog, dressed in ugly sweaters with a blanket covering their lower halves and enjoying each other's company.
“Mmmm I love gingerbread!” Magma exclaims utterly devouring them with gusto. “They need to make it a year round thing!” he happily proclaims chugging some milk with it.
“Careful if you eat any more you will get a tummy ache or more fat in the wrong places,” Hollow points out while taking a sip of nog.
“Please, odds are it goes to my ass, have you ever seen a fat Amazonian?” Magma rebuttals chomping on another cookie.
“Aside from you, the kids and your sister? No,” Hollow responds.
“Plus don’t think you can pull the whole innocent routine considering what these cookies and milk are really for,” Magma says finishing one.
“Whatever do you mean?” Hollow asks, batting her eyes innocently and failing.
“My balls are quadruple their normal size,” he points out. “And they grow each time I eat a cookie or have some milk,” he states.
“Okay maybe I may have played a part in that,” Hollow admits. “I did add some of my milk while making the cookies and to your glass there, but it was for a good reason however,” she adds, winking and pulling her blanket off to reveal a fully erect seventeen inch donger. “And I feel like giving for a bit~” she coos into his ear.
“Alright but know your ass is next,” he teases, sticking his tongue out.
“Just one thing,” Hollow says, pulling out from a conveniently placed bag near the couch a pair of reindeer antlers, a light up red nose and what looks like a cock ring with bells on it.
“Seriously?” he asks with a quizzical eyebrow, which she nods and smiles with a wide grin. “Fiiiiine,” he lets out, realizing what he has signed up for now. Taking the reindeer costume Hollow is holding and dressing himself up in it, all the while Hollow’s eyes are glued to his rump.
She saunters over as he fits himself in the costume grabbing a handful of his ass before rubbing her maredick in between his two cheeks and bending him over the couch. She continues to brush her cock between them enjoying the softness of them before eventually taking aim at his puckered star, and plunging her meat stick into it.
“Ooohhh!” he lets out as she begins to settle into a steady pace of fucking his sphincter. His now fully erect rod constantly flopping about with the bells on the cock ring he is wearing making the festive sound as he is plowed.
“Magma the red assed pony…” Hollow begins to sing to herself. “Had a very plush tush, and if you ever saw it you may even say it glows,” she continues to herself while rocking him back and forth. “With your ass so fat won’t you ride my cock tonight!” Hollow cheers aloud which causes Magma to groan his own penis leaking pre cum onto the couch.
“Can you ah stop with the songs?” Magma grumbles his rocket as stiff as wood, wobbling with each thrust into his bum.
“Awwww poo,” Hollow whines but instead lets fly a harsh spank to his rump causing him to bite his lip in response. She then snickers and speeds up her thrusts trading off some power in the process but still making an echo sound each time she bottoms out. Helping spread more of her pre cum out and about his anal cavities making each plunge more effortless, however it brings her closer to her own peak. “Nnnnnngh! Get ready for a white Hearth’s Warming!” she announces her own rod twitching.
“N-no fair at least take my cock ring off, you keep pounding my prostate and I can’t cum with it on,” Magma pleads feeling her tip bounce off his prostate and begin to swell as she let’s loose her torrent of spooge in his ass.
Giving one last final impactful thrust and shooting the load her balls can muster right on his hidden pleasure button, coating it with her hot goo. Magma lets out a cry as he attempts to orgasm with his cock spasming wildly but unable to achieve a blissful release due to the ring fitted tightly around him.
Hollow lets out a sigh of relief having unloaded her cumbersome cargo and pulling her now softened dong out of his ass letting a trickle of spunk begin escaping and running down his taint.
“Phew that was a good cum,” Hollow says, stretching using her magic to make her bait and tackle disappear. “Now how about a nice silent night?” she asks only to then use her magic to flip him over and plant her fat wobbly ass right on his face.
“Mmmmmph! Nnnnnph!” Magma cries out muffled by the bug’s big ass.
“Siiiiilent night…. Holy night,” she begins to sing again grinding her sex into his face while toying with his erect member, spreading her juices all over his maw.
Angered and extremely horny at this point he uses his magic to lift her up and throwing her on the couch, he snaps off the ring keeping his little buddy from achieving release and tosses the antlers off his head.
He then goes over to the leftover cookies and scarfs them down along with taking the giant bowl of eggnog and chugging it down, spilling some onto his body. Fully knowing what would happen his already swollen blue balls now duodecuple becoming the size of beach balls.
“Now that you gave a little, it’s time you received a lot!” Magma boasts which gets Hollow gushing her cunny in anticipation of what’s to come next.
He walks over to her with his schlong leading the way pointing dead ahead at Hollow.
“First however pucker up,” he tells Hollow holding up what looks to be light blue lipstick. Knowing what he probably has in mind she puckers her lips up as he applies a nice coat to her lips making them really shine. “Perfect, now suck on my candy cane,” he tells her before unceremoniously shoving his dick down her throat.
“Glrup glck glarg glup!” Hollow gagging on his meat slab, her newly added lipstick serving only to create a smear along his length. His hand rests on the top of her head ruffling her hair as he facefucks her causing her to gag while her gushing cunny practically creates a puddle underneath. Letting herself get lost onto coating his pipe with a mixture of the light blue lipstick and spit, she tries to reach and use one of her hands to pace herself only for it to get swatted away like a naughty pet.
“Ah ah ah no hands,” he informs her, giving a finger waggle of disapproval. Hollow gives hima light scowl but presses on now being able to dictate the pace a bit more instead of having her face smashed in, not that she didn’t love him ramming his rocket down her throat. Her tongue gently tickling the underside of his meat trying to stimulate more of fun goo out of his jingle balls.
“Oh fuck, I’m getting close to giving you a stocking stuffer!” he proclaims heavily panting for air as his twin nuts begin to rumble going into overdrive to draw his spooge out of his lengthy fuckstick and down the gullet of the hungry buggo. Soon his creamy frosting begins being pumped out of his twitching rod and straight into the bug’s stomach filling her up as she is forced to take him whole and left there, with her gagging slightly as she feels the warmth shooting down into her stomach.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he sighs as he finishes stuffing Hollow’s stocking and pulls out still hard and coated with spit and the lipstick on his dipstick. With a wet pop and lick of her lips Hollow looks up with seductive eyes eager for more.
“Hope you are still in the giving spirit,” she mentions standing up and straddling against him, drawing circles on his chest with a finger.
“Indeed I am for my little hoe hoe hoe,” he mentions noticing the hot moist warmth on his schlong emanating from her pussy, and the surrounding softness of what can only be her thick thighs. With a big grin he thrusts forward a task aided by all the spit on him, he soon finds the feeling of his blunt tipped head taste the air on the other side.
“Nice of you to keep my yule log warm,” he mentions as he continues to thrust in between her legs while the two are lost in each other's eyes, held in their arms just staring while the sounds of meaty flesh on flesh echo loudly.
“Oh hey look,” Hollow notes pointing upwards at a stray mistletoe hanging from the ceiling. “You know what we gotta do right?” She asks him, wiggling her eyebrows.
He answers by planting on right on her, with his tongue and her tongue dancing together. His hips working on auto pilot as the two sloppily makeout, Hollow’s cunt gushing all over his penis adding more lubricant to it.
A pressure builds up throughout Magma’s shaft as he moans into his kisses and fires several blasts of cum that end up coating the floor and the wall nearby, letting off more of the cumbersome burden he inflicted upon himself.
After a good few more minutes of tongue wrestling the couple reluctantly pull away desperate for each other’s breath to fill them.
“So how much more do you got left in ya?” she teases, nuzzling against him.
“I got plenty in my big red sack,” he proudly boasts before scooping her up and pinning her to the wall. “And I am still in the giving mood,” he adds before aiming his donger at her asshole lightly prodding it.
“Oh my so forc-FUUUUUUUUUL!” she exclaims with him ramming into her backdoor without warning and begins rutting her like his life depended on it.
His hands holding onto her hips clinging to them refusing to let go as he watches her bosom bounce up and down leaking a bit of milk involuntarily. The sight makes him more of a feral lust stricken beast as he is determined to make her leak even more milk and scream so loud that the pegasi in Cloudsdale can hear.
“Oh fuck, sweet Celestia’s titty milk don’t fucking stop!” Hollow pleads her mind going practically blank at the good anal filling she is recieving with her ass cheeks clapping with each thrust. Her pussy drenches him with it’s fluid but he couldn’t care less with his balls echoing against her fat wobbly ass.
“I’m not gonna be able to walk straight am I?” She questions leaning closer to him with her fingers digging into his back as he howls with delight. Panting heavily he feels his balls ready to work their magic and his cock trembling in her anal cavity ready to unload a pipping hot load.
“Nnnngh~! I-i am about to cum down your chimney!” he announces as he thrusts in one last time and let’s loose a torrent of baby batter deep in her asshole. The volume begins to make her feel full and adds a few inches on her tummy giving her a slight paunch to go with her voluptuous figure.
“Hhhhaaaaa haaaaaa shit,” Magma pants searching for air as he begins to stumble backwards still carrying Hollow with his sword buried deep in her tail hole and landing on the couch.
“Are you okay sweetie?” Hollow asks out of concern.
“Y-yeah got plenty of spunk in my nuts but physical stamina is kinda drained…” he explains. “Just sit on my lap while I catch my breath,” He tells her, but knowing better Hollow lifts up her tit with one hand and brings Magma’s head in with the other causing him to instinctively begin to nurse from her.
She ruffles his mane as she enjoys him desperately drinking from her, like a point who was lost in a desert without any liquid, only to find an oasis with a big titty mare leaking fresh milk and to drink from it till dusk. And thanks to the special properties of it he feels his stamina being restored and adding more fuel to his lustful fire, filling up his chestnuts that swing between his legs.
He soon pops off happily full and now physically recharged.
“Feeling better?” Hollow playfully asks only to soon find herself on the floor with him on top and her legs stretched all the way back to her head.
Jerking his cock a bit he soon inserts himself into her wet cunny and begins to press fuck her on the ground with powerful plaps that echo loudly. Hollow surprised by the vigorous fucking Magma is giving her causes her to practically see stars and moan out like a wanton whore in heat, her snatch gushing out femine fluid like a river coating his dong and nuts with her juices.
“Oh shit I love what you’re giving me!” Hollow cheers her tongue falling out as she is completely lust stricken.
Magma merely grunts and snarls, eager to pound her pussy into a mold of his dick, only good for his use and nopony else. Each thrust forward allows the tip of his dong to enter her womb and deposit a heaping helping of pre cum, looking down he soon cranes his neck down to make out with her once more filling each other with one another's breath.
His massive balls churn with plenty of nut butter all ready to fill the horny bug, constantly slapping against her vaginal entrance and having a heavy coating of her scent on them. They soon tighten up while his rod twitches rapidly, having gone numb from pleasure and ready to flood his lover with his essence and mark her womb as his.
He breaks the long kiss and howls as he spears his mighty lance into her moist depths and begins unloading his seed deep inside her. Hollow’s eyes cross as she too joins him in ecstasy and seizes down on his little soldier trying to milk it for all it’s worth and letting some puddle beneath her, her legs going numb as they involuntarily shake.
“Cumming in a winter wonderland~,” Magma happily sings as he begins thrusting again while nutting, having clear intention to rut Hollow until her brains turn to a pleasurable mush. He glances down at her wobbling tits and frozen orgasm face as he feels his cock stop it’s orgasm and renews his vigor, making her ass wobble from the veracity of his plaps.
Hollow simply feels herself being rocked and cums again lost in pleasure, her cunt still doing it’s thing as her belly has now swollen slightly. And judging from Magma’s sack still being quite large due to her milk he would not be done any time soon.
“Oh cum all ye faithful you are in for a rough night,” he teases with a wolfy grin.
The night goes on with Magma plowing Hollow with all his might changing positions and unloading himself in her like a good cumdumpster, long into the night Magma soon finishes drenched in sweat and passes out alongside Hollow who had already was fucked unconcious after the last six orgasms prior.
Soon the morning sun rises up and it’s warm glow basks over the cold snowy lands of Equestria.
The farmhouse where the night prior a fuckening of great proportions had occurred, the young had awaken and were rushing downstairs.
“It’s Hearth’s Warming!” Rybbon cheered.
“Whoa slow down it’s not like the presents are going nowhere,” Minerva responds.
“Uh, I think we got a bit of a problem,” Yubie responds, pointing to the pair of passed out ponies on the floor.
Magma was passed out face down, his balls fully emptied and feeling like dried fruit, dried cum staining on his asscheeks and drenched in sweat creating an odd musky scent.
Hollow on the other hand had a gravid belly swollen with what seems like enough cum that every stallion in Equestria had contributed to bloating her, most of it had started escaping from her snatch and pooling on the floor.
“Ugh you gotta be kidding me!” Serenity complains with a huff.
“No fair mom, I wanted to fuck dad senseless and suck out all his seed!” Queenie pouts.
“Please like he would fuck you,” Sneak mentions. “Now help me clean up,” she adds, not really surprised by the events. “At least they didn’t break any furniture this time,” Sneak remarks as the changeling children begin to clean up what was left of their debaucherous parents fun Hearth Warming eve.
