Author's Note

Yes, the next 2-3 chapters including this one are going to be on the shorter side since this installment is just them having the same threesome with slightly different kinks. There'll be a lot more storytelling in the third installment I assure you.

Contains maid outfits, lack of foreplay, vaginal, eating pussy, dual blowjob, deepthroating, Mane 6 fantasies, master/slave roleplay, fade to black, mentioned feet licking/ponut play.

Maid to Order

Smolder, Mrs. Cake, and Pinkie all collectively knew that they couldn’t just fuck the entire time the dragoness was staying there. Not just because they had a business to run, but Smolder’s dearest friends would grow very suspicious if the orange dragoness failed to explain anything she did during her baking lessons. Smolder spent the day doing just those to keep up appearances from sun up to sun down, taking ingredients out of the fridge and pantry room, portioning them out in various cups and bowls, and taste-testing everything before throwing various completed recipes in the oven. All with the guidance of two chubby mares, their once professional relationship completely tarnished thanks to Smolder’s draconic tricks.

There were several times where Smolder had taken over simple tasks to memorize them better, such as setting the right time on the oven, when she heard the moaning and smacking of tongues against each other from behind her. They were not just teasing her, edging Smolder till the end of the day where she’d get to plap their brains out, but they were also savoring each other properly as casual partners. Smolder looked over her shoulder, seeing Pinkie having a forehoof on the older mare’s shoulder as she pushed further into Mrs. Cake’s mouth, her tongue slipping inside as it danced with the MILF’s tongue. Smolder grew less interested with the sweets each time they did that, though for the sake of actually learning something besides fucking, the dragoness persevered and successfully made various desserts for the display case outside…

With the hours stretching on each time the two mares played with her desires, Smolder finally made it to the moment she opened the front door and threw the CLOSED door sign over the doorknob, swiftly returning into the lobby of Sugarcube Corner as she locked the front door for extra measure. Sugar Belle had already left for the day, back home to her husband, while Mr. Cake took the twins out to the park for a night stroll. Though Smolder knew what the yellow stallion was doing, leaving the three of them by themselves. And the past hour had left the dragoness by her lonesome, while Mrs. Cake and Pinkie took care of closing tasks while she took any last minute orders up at the register right up until close. It was very brief, but nice to try her claw at customer service with indifferent stallions and moony-eyed mares.

But with the lobby and dining room completely empty, that left two chubby and sweet-lovin’ mares for Smolder to properly indulge in.

Striding over to the kitchen door, Smolder swung it open and closed it behind her as her jaw dropped at the sight. Not only was the kitchen devoid of any lingering sweets or mess, appearing practically spotless and glistening, there was a glitzed-up mare on each side of the counter. Mrs. Cake and Pinkie were both wearing stereotypically frilly black and white maid outfits, with the former wearing pink lipstick and the latter wearing blue lipstick. The initial question to see if they needed any more help died on her lips immediately, merely feeling the all-too familiar sensation of a tent against her shorts as she was rendered speechless.

With them facing her, Smolder was uncertain if they were wearing any lingerie to match the maid outfits they were wearing, not sure if she’d be more excited to see it there or not. Almost in sync, Mrs. Cake and Pinkie batted their eyelashes at the dragoness as they both turned around and presented their exposed asses to answer Smolder’s unspoken question. That dark blue ponut, that dark pink ponut, both very different flavors. And while they probably had a plan for Smolder to order them around in maid-like ways, that would have to cum later that night. Right now, Smolder was turned on and worked up beyond belief throughout the entire day. She wanted them and wanted them now.

“I’ll be taking what’s mine~” Smolder smirked, dropping the shorts and revealing her stiff dark orange length and its prominent ridges to the drooling mares. Then, she walked over to Pinkie Pie first as she placed her claws on the balloon-marks of her fat pink ass cheeks. Hunger, a kind beyond any dessert Smolder could’ve put on her tongue, raged underneath her scales as she felt an awakening unlike any excitement she felt before coming to Ponyville. She brought the tip of her fat futa cock to Pinkie’s pussy lips, hearing little whimpers and giggles escaping the loud mare’s mouth as she struggled to contain herself. Taking a brief moment to savor her frills, the hat on her head as well as the cute little black bows on her outfit, Smolder snorted smoke out of her nostrils before growling and plunging inside her mare. Pinkie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she moaned dramatically, not that different from a pornstar performing for a show. Regardless of how much of it was deliberate, it was the mating call that Smolder needed to ignite that flame. She glanced at Mrs. Cake out of the corner of her eye, watching the deliciously fat MILF staring at the two of them with her forehooves on the counter as she looked down at the penetration as it was happening.

Smolder sighed, sinking inch after inch of her musky orange cock into Pinkie’s easy yet silky depths before she hilted inside the pink mare. They stood still for a few moments, Smolder feeling that hunger building up and Pinkie shaking and savoring her vaginal walls being so profoundly full, before the orange dragoness pulled out most of her length. This time, she stared down at her own cock as she saw the glisten on it that came from Pinkie’s whorish juices, making sure the tip of her dick didn’t slip out before she stopped. Then, Smolder looked at Pinkie panting, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. She had to creampie the mare and fuck her into a cum-drunk state, slamming her thick dick back inside Pinkie. The pink mare screeched a loud “YES!” as her fat ass cheeks rippled from the movement of Smolder colliding into her. Her poofy tail twitched, the horny mare struggled to stay standing up in the face of a ravenous dragoness, and she got off further to the audience ogling them. At least, that’s how it started. Never to be one just to spectate, Mrs. Cake climbed onto the counter and moved forward until her ass was on the cleaned surface. Her hindlegs resting off the counter, Mrs. Cake’s pussy was at eye level with Smolder as she slowly spread her legs open without a word.

Smolder was faced with Mrs. Cake’s pussy lips, that familiar clit that was part of the dragoness’ mind-blowing escape from repression. Smelling the exceptionally sweet flavor from where she was, Smolder lunged her upper body towards the chubby blue MILF as she opened her muzzle and slipped her tongue inside of the blue-furred mother’s vaginal depth. Mrs. Cake threw her head back and moaned, while Smolder kept her claws on Pinkie’s ass as she plapped away while keeping good form despite the fact that she no longer had her eyes on the pink mare. It was a juggling act of the senses, her tail flickering back and forth as she felt flames dancing in her brain. Snarling as she attacked Mrs. Cake’s g-spot and clapped Pinkie’s ass cheeks louder than thunder, Smolder kept her eyes closed as she expected the blue mare’s torrent of mare-cum any moment. She felt the gentle but quivering sensation of the MILF’s forehooves resting on her head, the blue mare’s trembling moans increasing steadily in volume while Pinkie was screaming like a harlot right off the bat. With all three of them having been on edge throughout all the baking lessons, Smolder knew the juggling act was only for a few moments before the incredible happened. Hilting her dragoness cock inside Pinkie’s ass, punching Mrs. Cake’s g-spot with her tongue as hard as she could, Smolder creampied directly into the pink mare’s pussy while the two were undone in an instant. Mrs. Cake and Pinkie both brayed to the heavens as the blue MILF came all over Smolder’s awaiting muzzle while the party pony’s marecum coated the futa dragoness’ balls.

“Thank Celestia I didn’t ruin your outfits just yet,” Smolder rasped as she slowly removed her muzzle from Mrs. Cake’s shaky depths, feeling the blue mare letting go of her while she removed her cock from Pinkie’s sopping wet walls. Smolder turned from Mrs. Cake and admired the maid outfit on Pinkie’s outfit, before looking back to the mare that took her virginity and ogling it on her as well. “Doubt you two expected me to jump to fucking right away?”

“No, that’s exactly what we expected as soon as you walked into the kitchen~” Pinkie giggled as she rubbed her lubed up ponut and creampied cunt up and down Smolder’s softening shaft, getting the dragoness’ magical length hardening again with her hot holes with a very Pinkie-like giggle. As Pinkie was talking, Mrs. Cake got up and jumped off the counter as she stood beside her employee. “But funny enough, that was only the beginning! Whether you want to keep fucking us tonight is up to you, but we wanted to be proper maids for you, Master Smolder. Your chores are our command, and within reason, we will do anything you ask for the next few hours~”

“Oh really?” Smolder felt a flicker of unrestrained greed and a twinge of concern that swiftly followed it, imagining with her draconic instincts how quickly this scenario could derail. If these two fat-assed and sweet-tastin’ mares kept letting Smolder take and take, the best case scenario was that Smolder kept fucking them to the point of getting caught by somepony other than Mr. Cake and Sugar Belle. The worst case scenario was that they lost Sugarcube Corner as Smolder took the two mares before her and fucked them past the point of no return. Mrs. Cake was an incredible wife, mother, and important business owner in Ponyville. Pinkie Pie was one of the most important ponies in Equestria, being an Element of Harmony. The evergrowing fantasy of taking the both of them as her pathetic pony slaves to her dragon dick was equally as hot as it was devastating. Smolder should’ve known better than to keep getting them hooked, but the fountain of sweet candy mare cum was too much to give up. Standing up straight with her chest puffed out, Smolder pointed one digit down at her hardening sloppy junk. “Well, then, you both lick Pinkie’s cum off my cock and properly clean it up.”

“Yes Master~” Mrs. Cake and Pinkie’s mutual moans and heart eyes as they looked up to Smolder sent a delicious shiver in her scales, watching both mares' asses clap as they trotted forward and began kissing up the dragoness’ scepter. Mrs. Cake kept kissing it, likely more passionately than she ever kissed her husband, while Pinkie Pie went down to kiss and suck on the balls. They did this, the quietness interrupted by their prolonged moans and wet noises with their mouths, before they set to Smolder’s bitchbreaker like wolves to a fresh kill. Mrs. Cake had brought her mouth to the tip of Smolder’s cock, heart eyes bright with their hunger, as she aggressive bobbed her mouth up and down half of the dragoness’ length while Pinkie worked on the bottom half by licking off her own cum.

“Sweet Celestia, you two must love being my slaves~” Smolder gasped before she could stop herself, causing Pinkie to stop slathering the dragoness’ bitchbreaker as she stared at her she-stud with half-lidded eyes.

“Of course we do, Master Smolder!” Pinkie giggled, her poofy tail twitching with delight as a bead of drool dropped from her mouth and onto the floor, her muzzle sloppy with her own mix of fluids. “If only you knew just what I’d give up to be with you all the time! I mean, I did tell you that I’d happily send you after my best friends. You don’t think I’d be willing to start a new life as your cock-loving slave?”

“Oh great Celestia don’t go around saying stuff like that!” Smolder groaned, feeling pre-cum shoot into Mrs. Cake’s mouth as she hadn’t slowed down in the slightest despite the mini conversation going on between her she-bull and her employee. She was truly amazed even despite hearing and seeing how depraved Pinkie has been, that she wouldn’t hesitate to convince her friends to become plapping ponies for the orange dragoness. She couldn’t stop thinking of all of them in the time she’d be by herself in the bakery or the moments before falling asleep. Each day taught her just how real Dragon Greed was, with her absolutely destroying these two mares and not even close to satisfied. She was excited in a different way, thinking of all the mares that could have their dreams fulfilled since they wanted her so bad…

However, Smolder had no idea where to start considering she didn’t want to get outed or be known as a lesbian yet. She imagined Applejack, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity with their asses turned in Smolder’s direction as they shook their flanks and their cutie marks and ponuts sung to Smolder like a mating call. Smolder snarled, and Pinkie moved aside just in time for the orange dragoness to surge her entire cock into Mrs. Cake’s eager mouth and throat as her vision briefly blacked out to the insane pleasure that came with such a slutty image of most of the Mane 6. Mrs. Cake’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she enjoyed the spicy hot load going directly into her hungry stomach for several seconds before she pulled away and looked at Smolder with fluttering eyelashes. Pinkie joined her boss’ side as they both looked at Smolder with half-lidded eyes and heavy blushes.

“What next, Master Smolder?”

Smolder, Mrs. Cake, and Pinkie were falling asleep in the latter’s bed with both mares no longer wearing their maid outfits. Smolder was in the middle with one arm around Mrs. Cake and the other around Pinkie as the two chubby bisexy mares had already fallen asleep and were both snoring loudly. Smolder was wide awake staring at the ceiling, though not because of the sounds “her” two mares were making, but because she was smiling wide imagining the blur of hot sex that had occurred after she fucked Pinkie and Mrs. Cake sucked her off. The two did different acts such as carrying her around the bakery, Smolder got to feel the slightly ticklish but enjoyable feeling of both mares sucking off her dragon toes in Pinkie’s bed, and then Smolder fucked both mares’ backdoors after she had watched them eat out each other’s ponuts on the bed.

As if it happened moments ago, Smolder felt a tent in her shorts as she visualized when Pinkie dug into her boss’ ass like it was her last meal. She thought that her interests might’ve been mostly towards MILFs, but Pinkie and her bottomless depravity was starting to shift her interests and give them a little more variety…