A Cheery Household Herd

“Mr. Vestige, this is the fifth time you’ve failed this test. Is there something distracting you from completing it properly?”

The gray stallion known as Pale was wearing a blue letterman jacket, befitting that of a college student. He looked up from his detention desk at his teacher. A fuschia-colored mare with a professional pair of glasses, a white dress shirt on her upper half, and stockings on her lower half.

“...I’m sorry, Ms. Cheerilee, I…I’m trying to do better.”

“Is that so?” Cheerilee got up from her desk and trotted towards him, swaying her hips in the process. “Then tell me, Pale. Why have your grades been slowly slipping ever since you transferred to my class, hm?”

“I-I…er…”

Cheerilee rolled her eyes and adjusted her glasses as she turned around, flicking her tail at his nose. “Of course. Colts like you are always so disorganized.”

“W-well…” Pale found himself staring at his ‘teacher’s’ backside as she walked away from him, unable to take his eyes off of her shapely rear. “It’s just…you…”

“Not another word,” Cheerilee called out to him as she grabbed a wooden ruler from her desk. “It’s evident that I need to be the one to discipline you.”

Beads of sweat started to travel down Pale’s face as he awkwardly shuffled in his desk. “Um…what do you mea--”

“Get up,” Cheerilee commanded him while holding the ruler in her left hoof and idly tapping it against her right. “Now.”

“...” Unable to refuse a direct order from his teacher, Pale got up from his desk, standing shakily on all four hooves as he stood with his hind legs crossed.

She trotted behind him…and smacked him twice on his flank with the ruler, causing Pale to gasp and squeal with moans of excitement.

WHACK!

"Ach!"

WHACK!

"Eegh!"

Pale bit his lip and started panting like a dog, drunk on a pleasure high from being spanked.

“Disgraceful. Stand upright and against the wall,” Cheerilee’s voiced thundered.

“Y-yes ma’am…” Defeated, Pale trotted over to the nearest wall and stood upright…revealing his swollen balls and shaft that had already risen to half mast.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Cheerilee shook her head as she followed him over. “Look at you. You’re a nervous wreck in front of me. To think that you’re actually fawning over your teacher this way. Such a scandalous boy you are, Pale…” she giggled, doing her best not to break character in the scenario they were playing up.

Pale’s heart began to race as he forced a smile. It was just as difficult for him to remain in character as well, given that he was married to this mare. “I-I’m sorry, Ms. Cheerilee. You’re just so…pretty that I can’t focus on my work.”

“Hmph, naturally,” she flipped her mane, and continued, “Finally someone appreciates my good looks for what they are. You’re lucky you’re a looker yourself, dear. So I’ll make you a deal.”

“A…d-deal…eep-!” Pale let out a small, squeaky gasp.

Cheerilee had placed the ruler underneath his ballsac, teasing him with the texture of sharpened wood. “Maybe I…bump that D of yours up a bit, and pass you in exchange for some…extra lessons.”

“Y-you mean…?” Pale’s member had swollen until it reached a fully erect state. “...You want to do that…?”

“Of course…” Cheerilee removed the ruler and turned around. “Unless you want to fail again, and become a laughingstock of the school…”

Pale rapidly shook his head and desperately pleaded for this moment to continue. “N-no, ma’am! Please! I’ll do whatever you want!”

With a sinister grin on her face, the lustful teacher turned to her faithful student and gave him an order. “Alright, then. Sit down on the floor, young man.”

Once again, Pale followed her orders, sitting down with his back against the wall. “Now w--mmph!”

Before he could say anything else, his nose was buried in the clit and folds of Cheerilee’s dripping walls. Slowly but surely, she started to churn and grind herself against his mouth as she stood above him. “Ah…g-go on…you want that grade raised, don’t you, Pale? Get to work…”

With his hooves wrapped around, and grabbing her by her flanks, Pale started to feast upon her, flicking his tongue every which way before dipping in and causing Cheerilee to moan in response.

“Ah-ahhh~! Right there, dear…oh who’s my best student~?” she cooed to him while rubbing his frizzled black mane with her hoof.

“Mm-mmm!” he responded with a cheerful, ‘I am!’ that was muffled from how far deep he was stuffed in his teacher’s nethers.

Soon enough though, she forced herself off of him, leaving a trail of spit and mare fluids between the two. “Ah…mmm…perfect…but now I need you to prove it to me for real, Pale.” She bent over and leaned down to the floor, pushing her tail aside to work her equine hormones to entice him. “Now come on…give your teacher a D!” she growled huskily.

“...Pfffhehehe!” Pale had to stop and laugh for a moment. The way she said it was enough to make him break character.

“What’s so funny?!” Cheerilee huffed as she looked at him from between her legs.

Pale soon came down and off of the laughter as he trotted up behind her. “...That pun was horrible and you know it, Cheery.”

“H-hey…address me as your teacher!” she sputtered in a flustered tone, “That’s Miss Cheerilee to you, sonny!” In spite of this, she could be heard giggling, unable to keep a straight face either.

Whap!

“Ah!” Cheerilee gasped when she felt Pale’s hoof smack her on the flank--returning the favor for the strikes from the ruler. “...H-How d-dare you…?!” She remained facing forward while biting her lip and drooling--unable to contain her mutual love for being spanked just like her husband.

“I think I should punish you instead,” Pale retorted as he carefully inserted his erect shaft into her aching pussy. “Mmmph…s-so this is what it’s like with a mare, huh?”

“Ah…~!” Her glasses nearly fell off her face, but she quickly pushed them up with a hoof and turned her head to look at him with a teasing smile and her tongue protruding from her lips. “...You’re a virgin? Oh Pale you sweet boy--I’m surprised at you! You’re…aahhg…so…b-big…” “...Every time we do this it’s like he grows an inch or two…it’s amazing…”

“Y-yeah…it’s my first time, ma’am,” Pale continued to assume his role of the lustful college student as he placed both hooves on her flank and started shifting his hips back and forth--ramming every inch of his teacher's pussy with his powerful, girthy shaft. “Ahh….ahhh…”

Cheerilee moaned alongside him, throwing her hips back as she wrapped her tail around him. “...Ffff…fuck…c’mon, Pale…give it to me raw like the hung horse you are~!”

“A-as you wish, teach~!” Pale obliged and started to speed up, pouring some of his earth pony strength into his actions and causing Cheerilee’s body to ripple from the force of each thrust--now striking her womb with every thrust of his cock. “S-so…tight…!!”

“Yes! YES!” Cheerilee roared passionately, “You’ll be getting an A from me, I swear--!”

WHAP!

With another strike from his hoof, Pale smacked her right flank just as powerfully as he did the left moments ago, causing the mare to gasp as he continued to ram her insides with his shaft.

“Eeeegh~! A-a-an…A-Plus! A-Plus-Plus! I’ll give you a perfect score!” she squealed, “Just give it to me~!”

Pale forced her to bend over in the ‘downward dog’ position so that he could nibble upon her ear as he thrust his hips faster and faster--drilling her repeatedly with his cock and gaining more momentum so that they’d have a powerful orgasm together.

“M-miss Cheeeeerrrrryyy~!!”

“AUGH~!”

With her neck tilted upwards and to the ceiling, Cheerilee panted breathlessly as she came from Pale’s shaft at the same time he did--her tight earth pony pussy gripped him like a vice and squeezed out everything the stallion had as his member twitched and practically dumped a hot load of seed into her.

“Ahh…ahhh…” Cheerilee’s knees were shaking as she watched their fluids mix together and fall to the floor between her legs. “...You’re so damn good, Pale…”

“N-not as good as you, sweetie…” he replied as he kissed her on the cheek. Then flipped her around so that he could cuddle with her on the floor with his member still inside of her, where he'd proceed kiss her again--directly on the lips before continuing. “...Work stresses you out so much that you need to simulate it here with me to feel better, hm?”

She leaned passionately into the kiss, and replied once Pale spoke. “Mmm...I told you, I’m not retiring until I’m skin and bones, hun,” Cheerilee replied as she kissed him on his forehead. “The Mayor and I promised each other we’d stick together through our careers.”

“That makes sense--glad to see you two are still close,” he replied with a smile as he nuzzled against her neck. “Can never have enough branches in your support system.”

“Mm-hmm…however,” Cheerilee looked off to the side, “There’s…someone that I think wants to join us. You know her, and I think she could use a good support system too.”

“Oh? Who might that be, Cheery?”