Feeling rested up and just a touch tipsy from her drink, Cup Cake felt like she could go for another round again. Only… which room should she visit next? She felt that given the positive talk about the Nirvana Room, she took the advice to save it for last. However, given that there’s still a limited amount of time, she narrowed down her options.

For one, she wasn’t going to go for the Oral Room as the whole point of coming to this club was to get impregnated. So that just left the Black Room or the Mounting Room. The former looked interesting from the glimpses she saw from the parted curtains every time someone went in and out. Just one big unapologetic orgy under blacklights that would be wild but staring at the lights felt that they were giving her a headache just by looking at them.

Then there was the Mounting Room.

Walking in, the first thing Cup noticed was how brightly lit it all was in the hot pink neon light where she could see the layout was more unique compared to the other rooms. On the ground floor, there is a more laid-back lounge room sort of vibe where there were a few round couches that encompass around a pillar. Some mares sat on these sunken couches sipping on cocktail glasses while others slowly rubbed their clitorises out in the open – as though they were waiting for something. On top of the lively chatter, there were also the sounds of happy moans and slapping flesh that confused her at first until she looked up to find the source. As it turned out, these pillars weren’t such as all, but pedestals of sorts where they’re raised and lowered by a hydraulic system. Looking up, she saw mares that were raised past the ceiling into a space where they were getting rutted from. None of them were standing while this was going on but rested on padded mounts. Cup could see dozens of mare’s faces, many of whom showed pleasured and orgasming. Every so often when a mare had enough, she pressed a button on the ceiling where she was lowered back to ground level and a staff member helped them off.

“Raspberry Stud?”

Cup blinked when she turned to a mare that held up a tray of cocktail glasses that were filled with what looked like pink milk that had a few raspberries floating on top.

“I suppose so,” the mare handed her a glass, “what’s in it?”

“A specialty within the Mounting Room. It has two ounces of vodka, a cup of fresh milk, an ounce of Crème de Framboise, and about… one to two teaspoons of fresh semen. Oh, and some raspberries for garnish.”

Cup blinked, “That’s a thing?”

“Only in the Factory. Can I get you a seat somewhere?”

“A seat?”

“While you wait to go up, of course.” She tilted her head upwards, hinting at the rutting above them.

Thinking that it would be fun, Cup agreed and she was shown over to a sunken couch where two other mares chatted while sipping on the naughty cocktails. On the left was an earth pony mare that seemed a bit older than she was and had a short manecut that she thinks might be orange with a green coat. To the right was a younger Pegasus – the youngest looking by far – whose coat and mane was a little harder to tell in this light for she was either white or pink. But given how the room was bathed in neon pink it was hard to tell. In Cup’s mind, the latter mare resembled Pinkie if she had a long mane and was graceful as Fluttershy’s.

“Excuse me, are either of you going to go up next?” Cup Cake asked as she took her seat next to them.

“We have already gone.” The older mare said, “Given the studs upstairs, we needed a break.”

The younger mare reached out a hoof to her, “Hey there, you can call me Vix.”

“Cup,” she shook her hoof back. “And you are?”

“You can call me Ms. Bee.” The older mare sipped her drink. “Have you tried these drinks?”

Even though Cup was feeling a touch tipsy already, she figured just a tiny sip to taste wouldn’t hurt. Letting some of the milky liquid on her tongue it tasted like… well, like a raspberry shake that had a touch of a salty aftertaste that enhanced the sweetness of the drink. “That’s not bad at all. And it actually has-”

“Stallion cum? Yep.” Vix nodded while taking another sip from her glass. “It’s kinda a… what do you call it? A gimmick for this room. Where every night they have a different cocktail where it has semen as an ingredient. All straight from the source, of course.”

“Where did…” Cup was about to ask, but a loud orgasmic shout from above suddenly answered her question. “Oh… never mind.”

“Rumor has it that the stallions upstairs have something similar.” Ms. Bee said. “That instead of their drinks having semen, theirs has marecum in it. I don’t know if that’s true or not, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it is.”

“I see…”

“So, while we’re waiting for your turn,” Vix set her glass aside. “Mind telling us a bit about yourself?”

“Like why I’m here or…”

“Sure thing.”

“Well, I… I don’t know how unusual it is in a club like this but I’m here with my husband. And we’re hoping that I might get uh… pregnant as a result.” Cup said with a blush.

“Oh yeah?” Vix raised an eyebrow as a grin spread across her face. “Got any loads in ya already?” Cup nodded and Vix raised her hoof-to-hoof bump her, “Nice!”

Returning the gesture, Cup bopped her hoof against hers.

“Funny you should mention that” Ms. Bee commented, “we were just talking about how I would be doing the same thing next month. Playing pregnancy roulette so I can have a foal.”

“Are you married?” Cup asked.

Ms. Bee shook her head. “No, but I really do want a kid as soon as I put enough savings to raise one. Which I’m getting close to my goal. If things go well, I would stop taking my contraceptives a week before the big event and get one of the stallions to impregnate me.”

“Honestly, I’m not ready for that yet.” Vix said, “Currently I’m in college with my coltfriend, so we couldn’t afford to have a foal anyway. We just want to have some fun with other ponies before we get serious.”

“I don’t follow.” Cup blinked, “How do you have a coltfriend but not-”

“We have an open relationship. As long as you let the other know what’s going on and they’re fine with it, we can sleep with anypony. Though tonight’s special.”

“How come?”

Pointing upwards towards the pillar, Vix said, “Because up there, my coltfriend as his friends from college are right over our heads. Nearly every sports team is up there letting off some steam. I hear that some of them are – or maybe – were virgins. And let me tell you, the pounding they give is to die for.”

“She’s not lying.” Ms. Bee’s free hoof trailed down to her lower lips where she parted them to show a glob of semen leaking out. “I’ve got five loads in me from them and already I’m getting full.”

Just then, there was a mechanical sound coming from the pillar that noticeably started to sink into the floor.

“Looks like you’re up next.” Ms. Bee remarked as their eyes turned to the very top. From it, a mare that Cup Cake recognized as Nightshade – the same one whom she ran into when she first entered the Factory – was lowered down to their level. Her face was reddened, she was panting and sweating as though she had run a marathon. She was resting on top of a padded mount where her hind legs quivered. Cup could see that Nightshade’s tail was cropped up that exposed her winking vulva that pulsated spirits of seamen that ran down her thigh and pooled at the base of the mount.

As soon as the mount was lowered to their level, one of the staff came over to her to help Nightshade off the mount while giving her a quick cleanup of her backside before resting her down on the couch. Cup Cake got up, but the staff said to her, “Could you wait a minute, ma’am? I still got to make sure this is clean up a bit before you get on.” She watched as she used her horn to mop up and sterilize the mount, even drying it before turning back to Nightshade to offer her to get her a drink.

“Hey… I know you…” Nightshade said to Cup after catching her breath. “How’s your night?”

“Going alright,” Cup looked up at the hole where the mount was. “Tell me, how intense is it up there?”

“Near non-stop fucking, to put it bluntly. Once you’re up there, you’re on board the rutting train where as soon as one has cum inside, another would immediately take his place. It’s awesome.”

Feeling that she might down the rest of that cocktail, after all, Cup took a gulp, set the drink aside, and climbed up the mount. It wasn’t too tall, but enough that she could walk over and rest over it. All things considered, it was pretty comfy with its faux leather covering over memory foam. She saw that on the platform two buttons had arrows pointing up and down. It didn’t take her long to figure out what they were for.

“Wait ma’am, before you do anything.” The staff member quickly went around Cup’s tail to pull it up and quickly wrap it with an elastic cord. “There, that way none of your hair would get in the way.”

“Oh… well thank you,” Cup turned back to the mares around her and gave them a wave, “Wish me luck.”

Pressing the button, the pillar smoothly raises up towards the ceiling. The mares below waved back as they watched her going up and up. Cup raised her head to look at the space she was being raised in. Lining around the edges where a line of lights so that wouldn’t leave her in the dark, along with a noticeably big hole where her vagina was to be lined up. Once she was inside, it was like being stuffed in an almost claustrophobic box, yet she noticed a few things right away. The lights above helped her to see, and there were small holes in front of her where not only she can breathe, but she could hear the stallions around her.

“Oh hey, we got another one.” She heard someone behind her. “Aww sweet, this one’s in heat!”

“I call dibs!”

“C’mon, you’ve been hogging these ladies all night!”

“I haven’t gotten a turn yet.”

“Ugh, okay fine! But make it quick, the rest are getting blue balled here.”

Cup felt someone’s breath on her folds, a warm puff that made her lower lips wink. She also felt a drop of semen leak out.

“Nice, this one’s all lubed up.”

She gasped as she felt a tongue licked up that salty drip, along with around the edges of her tear-shaped hole; even lapped up gently against her winking clit. Whoever this collage stallion was, Cup thought, must have done this a lot.

“Dude you’re so gross,” she heard one of the stallions say. “You don’t know where that’s been.”

“It should be clean,” Cup heard the stallion that licked her say, “Besides, don’t you know that you always lick a mare first before fucking her senseless?”

“Whatever, just hurry up already, I can’t keep edging myself forever.”

Above her, she heard the mount creaking, and she felt the tip of the stallion’s dick poking at her, trying to find that sweet spot. It took a moment for the stallion to steady himself to let his glans line up against her sopping vulva, and another moment to feel him push in.

Cup gasped as she felt the mystery stallion stuff her almost all at once. She was thankful for the previous loads of lubricant, otherwise having him try to hilt her all at once would have hurt. Though he wasn’t the thickest that Cup had taken that night he was certainly the longest. She can feel his crown not just pressing up against the walls of her cervix, but she could swear that he was trying to penetrate directly into her womb.

Her mystery stud, as soon as he pushed as deep as he could go, immediately started humping. Not in slow thrusts, but in quick humps like a desperate animal. Quick as a jackhammer, her walls contracted around the fast-thrusting dick – no doubt trying to finish as soon as possible. It felt intense and hot to have her cum-drenched snatch being rutted like a cheap hooker. Above her, she can hear the stallion grunting while occasionally letting out a “Shit,” or “Fuck,” under his breath.

All around, Cup can also hear the other stallions.

“Rut ‘er senseless!”

“Let’s hear those moans.”

“Don’t stop till ya put a foal in her.”

In her mind, Cup wished that there wasn’t a wooden, boxy mount over her. She didn’t think that she would enjoy the very idea of it so much. To be surrounded by a group of horny studs all wanting a piece of her where she wouldn’t just use her pussy to please them. She wanted to have every available hole be pumped, including down her throat while maybe giving a few others a hoofjob while they waited their turn. She could imagine being overwhelming her senses from the slippery and rough fucking, the taste of sweat and semen, the smell of that earthy musk, the sounds of slapping flesh, and the sight of even more lusty stallions waiting for their turn.

She wondered if maybe she could talk Carrot into that sometime in the future.

A few minutes later Cup felt the familiar pressure of a crown flaring up. With every thrust, she felt her cervix spreading opening a little further to be given another fresh load of baby batter. She can hear heaving breathing from the stud above her while his hind legs slapped against the mount.

Then with a final thrust and a shout from the stallion, Cup felt the fair twitch and a couple of spurts being mixed into her womb. While it was, admittingly, a bit disappointing that she didn’t get off, it was still nice to feel another few pumps of freshly warm seed being injected in.

Around her, the other horny stallions wanted him to pull out so that they would have a turn. Cup felt the flare within her shrink down enough to slip out with a satisfying pop and felt some of the semen leak out. She prayed that someone would quickly put another dick in before it all ran out.

Thankfully, she didn’t have to wait long.

“Dude move, I’m nearly there.”

Before Cup knew it, she felt a near flaring head forcing its way in. She didn’t have to see it to know that this other stallion was close already. It felt as though a whole hoof was trying to burry as deeply as it could into the snatch that made her let out something between a gasp, a scream, and a deep moan. Every throbbing motion it made as it desperately pumped further in towards her cervix.

It didn’t take more than a couple of thrusts when she felt this other stud’s cock reach his pique. Somehow, this orgasm felt messy inside her, not just splattering against her innermost depths, but she could feel the excess ejaculate run down over her winking clitoris, over her vulva, and pooling both inside and outside the box.

“You were quick,” one of the stallions commented.

“Hey, I’ve been edging for half an hour.” The mystery stallion above her said. “Besides, she’s really wet and hot.”

“No shit,” another remarked, “if this doesn’t knock her up, I don’t know what will.”

Cup chuckled, that was exactly what she wanted.

After the fifth stallion to orgasm in her, Cup felt she needed a break.

So, pushing the button to lower her down, she rested on the mount, panting while her vulva was coated in cum. Even with something as good as having dick after dick plunging in, she felt that she needed a rest. As soon as she reached ground level, one of the staff members helped her off it. Her hindlegs wobbled, as though she had galloped a marathon and yet, couldn’t be any more satisfied. She was helped down on the couch and asked if she needed anything.

“Can I have one of those cocktails?” She asked, “Preferably a fresh one.”

“Right away, ma’am.”

While she took her breath, Ms. Bee got up. “You were up there for a while.” She remarked.

Cup nodded, “You were right, that was intense. More so than the glory-hole.”

“Well, while you’re resting, I’m going back up.” Ms. Bee climbed up on the mount and pressed a button that activated the hydraulic system to hoist her up towards the ceiling.

Nightshade scoots over to her, “How are you holding up?”

“You know, I think I’ve been having more sex in the last couple of hours than I’ve probably had in a month with my husband. This is pretty wild.”

“I know, right!” Vix laughed, after downing the rest of her cocktail and then setting it aside. “Say, how much time do you have left here?”

“What time is it?”

Nightshade looked over to a clock on the wall, “Nearly eleven.”

“That means I have about… an hour or so left. But I still want to give my fanny a rest before I do anything.”

“Oh!” Vix clopped her hooves, “If you’re still up for it, you’ve got to try out the Nirvana Room before you head out.”

“You know, I’ve been meaning to ask about that. Nearly everypony I’ve run into has been talking about that room. Why is that?”

“Because it’s almost a tradition here,” Nightshade said, “at least, for those who frequent this place. It’s a popular last thing to do and for good reason. For us mares, it’s the place where you can be fucked silly – literally, you just lay back while the dildo of your choice continuously pumps in and out of ya while you can control the amount of fresh cum you want spurt in ya.”

Cup blinked, “When you say control the amount…”

“You could let it pump capfuls at a time,” Vix explained, “But I’ve seen others finish while injecting pints, even entire quarts of the stuff into them to the point that they looked pregnant.”

Just then, one of the staff came by to give Cup her drink. After taking in a sip, a thought came to her, “And how exactly is there so much… batter in that tank thing? Don’t the stallions up there find it overwhelming to be constantly milked?”

“That’s the best part,” Nightshade told her, “You know how studs have a rest period after they came?” Cup nodded, “From what I’ve heard, they’re given one of those breathing masks, so they inhale a gas where once they start shooting, they’ll stay at that point until the masks are taken off. In other words, as long as they’re breathing in the gas, they could cum continuously forever.”

“Mares are offered the chance too,” Vix said. “Though keep in mind, not everypony puts on the mask to breath in the big O gas, but it will send you to Nirvana.”

For Cup, such a thing was almost too good to be true. Yet, she did see the tank full of semen when she came in and from what she’s heard, there was nothing but positive talk about this room. Perhaps while she still has time, it wouldn’t hurt to give this place a visit before she and her husband have to go.

But only after she gives her pulsating walls a rest… and finishes down this tasty drink too.

Author's Note

Yes, I am very much aware of how long this took to get this out. And don't worry, I will write up one last chapter before call this done. Please be patient with me and I will get the last chapter out as soon as I can.