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1. Let the stallion fuck her while the mare watches. 31.82% (7 votes)
2. Let the stallion fuck Pipp while she fools around with the mare. 18.18% (4 votes)
3. Let the stallion take Pipp and worry about finding her later; It’s mare time. 18.18% (4 votes)
4. It's been so goddamn long since Zipp has gotten to cum, and now she's watched Pipp cum four times?? Absolutely beg him to fuck her in the ass. Zipp ain't no cuck. 18.18% (4 votes)
5. Let the stallion watch her and the mare. 9.09% (2 votes)
6. Go with the stallion wherever he wants to take her. The mare can watch Pipp. 4.55% (1 votes)

Zipp lets the stallion fuck her while the mare watches

Zipp bit her lip. She blushed heavily, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the stallion. She wondered what it would feel like, pulsing inside of her, pounding her into the bed.

“I want…him.” She surprised herself by saying that out loud.

“Then you better ask him nicely.” The mare crooned into Zipp’s ear, nibbling gently at the tip.

Zipp gulped audibly. Palpable silence hung between them, and for a second Zipp focused on the throbbing of the music, Pipp’s occasional snore, and a squeaky bedspring in the room next to them. The stallion cleared his throat to get her attention, and it was clear that if she waited too long he might leave.

“I…” Zipp began. She realized then what she was about to say and what she was going to so casually give away to a complete stranger; it thrilled her. “I want you to fuck me.”

It must have sounded so strange coming from somepony as young as Zipp. The words felt foreign and out of place on her tongue. The stallion grinned ear-to-ear and stepped forward.

The mare next to her, whom Zipp had nearly forgotten about in the heat of the moment, started to help her peel her dress off. Zipp lifted her hooves, her vision blocked momentarily while the clothing went up and over her head. Once out of the way of her vision, she was greeted by his member dangling directly in front of her face.

“Suck it.” He said simply. The mare put a hoof on Zipp's back, guiding her forward. It was like there was some sort of unspoken communication between the two adults in the room that Zipp was not a part of.

She shuffled closer and his scent filled her nostrils. It was pungent and almost off-putting; far stronger than anything she could have expected. She stuck out her tongue, dragging it slowly across his tip. She circled the small hole in the middle. He shifted his hips forward and it booped her on the nose.

Instead of recoiling, as she would have done under normal circumstances, Zipp opened her mouth wide and let her tongue hang down. A bit of drool hung from the end. Normally indifferent to stallions who might think about checking her out at the castle, now all she could think about was that heavy, musky rod stuffed into her mouth. She looked up at him, and he must have seen the desperation in her eyes.

“You want it?”

Zipp could only nod. She felt too dirty to speak.

“Should she hold you? I might be rough. I don’t know if I can hold back.” He gestured to the mare.

Zipp hesitated; stared at the member in front of her, imagining him stuffing it into the back of her throat. She looked back up at him, met his eyes and nodded.

And then he did it.

It was almost a blur for Zipp, it happened so fast. He jerked his hips forward before she had a chance to second-guess herself. The mare did her duty unquestioningly with a hoof on the back of Zipp’s head that absolutely would not give or let her move.

At first, Zipp gagged. She felt her eyes water as he battered at the back of her throat and pushed into it. She felt her throat stretch and her gag reflex kicked in. She made some very un-princessly noises as she fought back the urge to recoil. Even if she tried, she wasn’t sure the mare would let her.

Her nostrils flared as more and more of his powerful scent overwhelmed her. She shut her eyes since they’d become blurry anyway. He yanked himself back out, giving her a much-needed momentary reprieve to catch her breath. Barely giving her enough time to recuperate, he drove himself back in.

He found a rhythm like this. Pushing himself in until the ring around the middle of his cock touched her lips. Deep into her throat, distending it from the shape of him. Then back out, until just the tip remained in her maw; then back in it went. His hefty orbs rolled back and forth. She could swear they almost tapped the bottom of her chin once or twice.

The mare snuck her free forehoof down between Zipp’s legs. She coaxed them apart and started rubbing at her now sopping-wet slip. Wetter than she’d ever been in her entire life. Zipp melted back into the mare’s chest which felt almost safe and reassuring while she endured the barrage to her throat. She gave in, conceding control of her body to the two adults around her who would use her for their pleasure.

The stallion withdrew completely and left Zipp gasping for air. He wiped his cock, dripping with precum and saliva, along Zipp’s muzzle as if to claim her for his own.

Opening her eyes and still panting for breath, Zipp must have looked disappointed. The stallion laughed.

“I don’t plan to finish in your throat, sweetheart. But I must say, you’re a wonderful cocksucker. Maybe I’ll come to visit you at the palace sometime.” He winked

This seemed to irritate the mare behind her, who scoffed.

“Sky, you know the rules! Nothing comes out of here, and you never saw her. Don’t push her like that!” She stroked Zipp’s mane. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, he doesn’t mean it.”

“Oh shush. C’mon, I really wanna stuff her. I wanna see her full of cum.”

Zipp was still in a daze and felt light-headed. Enough so that she’d barely even registered what he had said. The mare was guiding her onto her stomach. She placed a pillow underneath Zipp’s middle to prop up her rump and keep angled up. The mare’s hoof stroked along Zipp’s back, found its way to her tail, and tugged it hard so that it flagged up.

“Then stuff her, you silly stallion, she wants it. Don’t you, sweetie?”

Zipp stared straight ahead at the wall. Off to the side was her sleeping sister, out like a light. Behind her, something started to poke and prod at her lower entrance. The warm, broad tip pressed against her folds, forcing them to spread. The mare’s guiding hooves spread Zipp’s legs.

“Well? Do ya?” The mare squeezed Zipp’s rump. “If you don’t say anything, maybe I’ll steal him!”

This caused Zipp to raise her head sharply, full of urgency. “N-no! I need it. I need it so badly. Please.”

The stallion did not, would not, and could not take any more encouragement than that. He planted a hoof on the back of Zipp’s head, pushed her into the bed, and rammed into her.

“H-holy buck,” Zipp groaned. “He’s inside. Oh gosh.” She felt her poor fillyhood stretched incredibly wide as he speared her. She felt herself clench down. The stallion shuddered and the motion caused him to flex and she felt it all the way down to her core.

“Shh, he sure is. Maybe put a foal in you, too.” The mare was lying down next to Zipp and whispering into her ears. At Zipp’s look of concern, she whispered even quieter. “He won’t, don’t worry.”

The mare leaned forward and kissed Zipp. Zipp had never kissed a fully grown mare before. Zipp had never even kissed anyone other than her sister or familial platonic kisses.

She also had never been fucked before, least of all not by a fully-grown stallion. Today was a day of firsts.

The stallion pulled out, leaving her feeling empty and incomplete until he rammed back in. Her inner walls clenched and tightened like a vice, desperately trying to keep him in. Her clit winked and throbbed directly against his member. It had been so painfully underappreciated all day and now Zipp was getting every kind of intimate attention she could imagine.

He pulled out. Pressed back in. The bed squeaked. Her whole body shivered from the intense sensations. He adjusted his stance and moved his hoof from her head to her back. Then drove into her like a lust-crazed animal with no consideration of how she felt.

He pounded her into the bed again and again, slamming as deep as he could go and daring to push that limit even further with each thrust. After a couple of thrusts, he’d push himself to the limit and then gyrate his hips in a slow motion. Grinding and loosening her out just enough that the next thrust could go deeper.

She felt something slap against her backside. She could swear her belly felt stretched and bloated. The mare next to her noticed too because she was stroking a gentle hoof in circles around Zipp’s belly, putting pressure against it.

He pulled back and thrust in again. Zipp realized it was his hefty sack that was slapping against her backside. He was as deep as he would go.

“Is he…did I…?”

“Like a champ, you horny little slut.” The mare teased. She leaned in and kissed Zipp. Took Zipp’s chin with her hoof and took her into a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue slipped out and invaded Zipp’s maw. Zipp got some idea of just how long that expert tongue was, and what Pipp must have felt.

“Mmmm.” Zipp moaned. Her back arched and her hooves felt like jelly. Her clit winked hard and she gave a little jolt.

“I think he’s gonna cum soon. You want him to fill you up, silly filly?” The mare had pulled out of the kiss and was licking up the side of Zipp’s face.

“Uhhhng…Uh-huh.” Zipp nodded rapidly.

Slap slap slap slap went the stallion’s hips against Zipp. She must have been dwarfed under him by their size difference. He let out a snort and picked up the pace. Both hooves on Zipp’s hips now, pulling her back. She was at his mercy.

Slap slap slap…slapslapslapslap.

“Ahhh… Buck…gosh…pleeeeease. I need it. Please. Inside. Please don’t pull out. Please don’t. I–”

The mare cut her off and pulled her into the kiss. The stallion slammed inside Zipp so hard her rump was pushed up off the cushions. He pressed against her cervix. His cock flared. The sudden extra size expanding inside her, locking him in place, stretching her out even further pushed Zipp over the edge. She began squirting again and again and again like a fountain of cumming filly.

He shot his load deep, deep into her, directly into her womb. His seed was hot and thick. It rebounded off her walls and splashed inside. Zipp felt it. She felt full. She felt so bucking good.

“Nnnf. Ahhhhhhhnnnnng.” Zipp moaned. The mare’s tongue was down her throat.

Squirt…squirt…squelch.

“Holy…gods…buck.” The stallion collapsed on top of her. “Buck, you’re tight. That was amazing.”

He pulled out and a trail of goopy white seed spilled out of Zipp and puddled onto the bed between her legs. The mare, too, had withdrawn and was assessing the results.

“Filly, filly, filly.” The mare shook her head. “You are insatiable. You are wild. That was bucking hot, girl!”

Zipp put her head down on her forehooves. Her hooves were heavy and it didn’t seem like she could get up any time soon. The stallion leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

“You are spectacular. Thanks for that.”

He was out the door in a second, leaving the trio alone. The mare pulled Zipp into a cuddle, stroking her back.

“I’ll watch you guys for a bit. You look like you could use a nap. I’ll wake you up in a few and we’ll get you a shower before you go.”

The hoof stroking Zipp’s back felt so nice. She closed her eyes, her breathing slowing.

“Can I come back sometime?” Zipp whispered. “You won’t tell anypony I was here?”

“I hope you do, honey. And not a soul will know. It’s a secret.” She smooched the top of her head. “Oh, and cutie pie?”

“Huh?” Zipp peeked open an eye. “What?”

“My name: it’s Zoom.”

Author's Note

And that's all for now! I'm really happy with the vote turnout this got, as well as my output in the last week. These daily updates turned into about 7,000 words in the last 6 days. That's the most productive I've been for writing in a very, very long time.

I will definitely return with another CYOA in the future that will start from the beginning as a CYOA. Thanks for voting and reading!