Author's Note

Contains main theme of foodplay (the common one with whipped cream, chocolate syrup, strawberries lol, nothing too messy), blowjobs, eating pussy, rimming, orgasm through anal contact only, growing competitiveness and tension!

Whipped, Creamy Butts

Smolder’s body felt colder than normal for a reptile, feeling like an army of fast-moving ants were crawling in between her scales as she stared left to right in the grocery store with the small basket of stuff as she walked really fast towards the cash register. She was almost tempted to fly over there to get there faster, but felt like doing so would blow her cover faster. She stopped at the mare behind the conveyor belt fluttering her eyelashes as Smolder completely predicted, though the orange dragoness didn’t really care as she started putting a can of whipped cream, a container of strawberries, and chocolate syrup on the conveyor. It took the cashier mare all of two seconds for her eyes to dart from Smolder’s figure to the items as she grabbed the whipped cream and looked at the dragoness while biting her lip.

“I don’t suppose your relationship is closed, right?” the mare blurted out the words with no shame, no apology. Smolder highly considered just fucking the mare’s mouth in the back in order to “punish” her for sexually harassing her. But she couldn’t just be doing that to any mare that comes her way, not yet anyways. Smolder rolled her eyes as she placed the bits on the counter.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, can’t a dragon like sweets?” Smolder insisted, oh how true that statement was.

“Hmm,” the cashier mare backed off right away, scanning the other two items and giving the bag to Smolder. “I suppose she can.”

Smolder felt bad for turning her down as she took the bag and walked out of the grocery store, knowing that she couldn’t risk anything too out in the open as she wasn’t remotely ready to blow her cover. Like it was a super secret mission to be gay, Smolder thought to herself with another more exaggerated roll of her eyes as Sugarcube Corner was in her sights. It was late at night, and Smolder opened the door only to take the key Mr. Cake left for her at the counter and locked the door. The yellow stallion and Sugar Belle were closing up the kitchen and taking care of the twins, leaving Smolder to get up to her hijinks in Pinkie’s room this time. She would miss using the kitchen Mrs. Cake valued so much as proper plapping grounds for taking both her and her employee, but the bedroom was more private and would bring Smolder slightly less worry. The orange dragoness flew up the stairs with the grocery bag in one claw as she approached Pinkie’s door while still flying and knocked on it. The door swished open with Pinkie and Mrs. Cake’s heads poked out with bright eyes as they couldn’t be more excited to try out playing with the food.

“Please, cum in~” Pinkie winked as both chubby mares moved away from the door and allowed Smolder to fly in and land on her feet, using her flexible tail to close the door and lock it behind her as she placed the grocery bag on the bed with more mares already getting started on their shared she-stud. With both their backdoors lubed up in preparation for Smolder taking them again, Mrs. Cake rushed forward and used her teeth to pull down the dragoness’ shorts right away and Pinkie turned to suck on one of her dragoness’ balls. Smolder hummed, though it was mixed with a moan, as she got out all the stuff for her and Mrs. Cake’s first attempt with foodplay. Clearly not Pinkie’s first time, considering it was her idea, and that moments after Smolder laid out the can of whipped cream on the table, the chubby pink mare grabbed it speedily with her flexible poofy tail and pulled away from sucking on Smolder’s ball. Jumping on the bed and onto her back, Pinkie used her tail to move the whipped cream nozzle over her whole body, spraying whipped cream from her neck all the way down to her pussy with a big wink at Smolder. Mrs. Cake turned to the bag and grabbed the chocolate syrup, drizzling it on Smolder’s dick like it was an eclair.

The cold syrupy sensation on her fat dragon cock caused her to gasp, and Smolder cringed a little at the chocolate syrup that fell off her length and onto the carpet. She was glad that Pinkie was willing to use her Pinkie magic to clean up the room, and knew it would take a few seconds for the otherworldly pink mare to do so. Mrs. Cake licked her lips as she seemed undeterred by the mess, quick to open her mouth and suck on Smolder’s chocolate-drizzled length with a happy hum from the mixture of sweet and musk that overtook her senses. Chocolate appeared on the corner of her lips and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she facefucked herself with the dragoness’ bitchbreaker. Smolder brought her claws gently to Mrs. Cake’s face as she slowly thrusted back, watching Pinkie not pout from the lack of attention, but instead taking strawberries with her forehoof and placing them on the whipped cream till she placed the last one right above her clit. Smolder saw her absurdly fat ass and her balloon cutie marks, something the young adult dragoness never tired of, and found herself reaching her peak sooner than expected. Of course, it was that devious Pinkie putting on a show like no other as she looked at her she-stud with half-lidded eyes and winked at the orange dragoness. Smolder groaned as she hilted herself in Mrs. Cake’s mouth and unloaded a heavenly concoction of chocolate and hot dragon seed down the mare’s throat and into her stomach. Mrs. Cake’s moans vibrated against Smolder’s dick during her orgasm in the most pleasant way possible, and Smolder let her enjoy the pleasure for a few more moments before she removed her claws from the blue mare’s head and slipped her dick out of the chubby MILF’s mouth before turning to Pinkie.

“I certainly haven’t forgotten about you, Pink,” Smolder growled as she jumped onto the bed and hovered over the chubby pink mare that must’ve weighed over twice her size. Both Mrs. Cake and Pinkie were definitely bigger than most average-sized dragons, especially the drakes back home, and that was all the hotter for Smolder as she brought her muzzle to Pinkie’s cream-covered neck. Sticking out her long reptilian tongue and wrapping it around Pinkie Pie’s neck and getting that sweet whipped cream, Smolder watched as Pinkie’s head twisted to the side as she heavily blushed and moaned. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her eyes were unfocused, as she gave high-pitched and feminine moans that was music to Smolder. She sucked on Pinkie’s neck fur for a while, her sharp teeth teasing the pink mare before she slathered Pinkie’s floofy chest with saliva and smeared whipped cream. While moving her tongue back and forth, Smolder got all the strawberries that were laid out on the pink mare’s chest and moved her tongue down.

Getting all the whipped cream and strawberries in one fell swoop, Smolder stopped right at the tuft of cream and strawberry right above Pinkie’s clit. Pinkie’s head was no longer turned away from the hyperarousal she was experiencing, able to look down at Smolder’s muzzle hovering right above the strawberry before snapping it in her mouth and licking up the whipped cream. That happened for a brief flash before Smolder pushed Pinkie’s hindlegs wide open before sticking her tongue into the chubby pink mare’s pussy and eating her out while Mrs. Cake got started on putting whipped cream and strawberries on her own body. Though she didn’t carry half of the youthful speed Pinkie did, Smolder noticed that Mrs. Cake stepped up her game by putting spurts of whipped cream and strawberries over her crotchteats. Strawberries and blueberries, Smolder hungrily thought to herself as she attacked Pinkie’s g-spot and tasted the party pony’s cotton candy juices that got her addicted every time.

“Yes, that’s right, EAT ME OUT LIKE A SWEET DESSERT!” Pinkie bellowed as she rocked her hips back and forth by the time Smolder penetrated her pussy with her muzzle to get as deep as possible, no longer able to see Mrs. Cake as she honed in on matching Pinkie’s fire. Sinking her claws into Pinkie’s chubby thigh meat, the pink mare brayed to the ceiling as an explosion of marecum flooded Smolder’s muzzle and entire face by the time she closed her eyes. Fortunately for the three, Mr. Cake had assured them that he’d have Sugar Belle cast a soundproof spell over the downstairs and tell her that it was for Mrs. Cake sleeping in. The pink unicorn would remain completely oblivious, and nopony would be disturbed by their threesome upstairs. Smolder gulped down each mouthful of that tooth-rottingly sweet marecum until it was all gone, pulling back her muzzle and licking it off clean.

“Now for my favorite MILF~” Smolder snarled as she walked over to where Mrs. Cake was, drinking in the way the mare was for her and her only. Having her hindlegs close to a spread-eagle position, still showing off her crotchboobs and pudgy blue belly, Mrs. Cake was a paragon of sweetness and chubbiness that Smolder couldn’t resist. Her eyes were half-lidded, biting her lip, as Mrs. Cake had whipped cream from her neck all the way down to her crotchteats along with strawberries. And much to Smolder’s pleasant surprise, apparently Mrs. Cake had placed spurts of whipped cream over her cutie marks! The orange dragoness saw it best to start with those, not wanting the chubby blue MILF’s cupcakes to be hidden any longer. Lunging forward towards Mrs. Cake’s ass cheek, Smolder opened her mouth and swiped over the whipped generously the first time before lunging again and gently sinking her teeth into Mrs. Cake’s butt. The blue mare yelped in surprise before it turned into a deep moan as she savored Smolder’s dragon teeth on her pony fur.

“Ooooooh Celestia Ahn!” Mrs. Cake moaned as Smolder did the same bite to her other cutie mark, sucking up the whipped cream before jumping over the blue mare like she did with Pinkie Pie earlier. She brought her muzzle to Mrs. Cake’s neck, lashing her fiery dragoness tongue all over and getting the whipped cream. The blue mare looked Smolder in the eyes as she did so, blushing with her tongue lolling out as she panted. Smolder moved down her chest, eating the strawberries like she did with Mrs. Cake until she reached the cream-covered crotchteats with the strawberries on top. Smolder loved Mrs. Cake’s blueberries far more than any strawberry, but the dragoness was still more than willing to humor the MILF-y mare as she ate both strawberries from the blue mare’s crotchboobs before lunging towards the nearest crotchteat. A flavor explosion of both whipped cream and chocolate erupted in the dragoness’ mouth as she realized in that moment that Mrs. Cake had also put chocolate syrup on her blueberry teats, and that was it for Smolder. The chubby blue MILF really had bested Pinkie at her own game even with less experience, and Smolder felt a surge of eagerness at trying something new and making use of Pinkie while playing with Mrs. Cake. Grabbing the whipped cream in one claw, Smolder smirked as she looked at Pinkie basking in her post-orgasm glow.

“Yo Pinkster,” Smolder said, causing Pinkie Pie to look swiftly at the orange dragoness as she placed a lot of whipped cream over Mrs. Cake’s clit and entrance before gently tossing the can on the pink deviant’s stomach. “Why don’t you have the honor of sticking that tongue of yours in my backdoor while I eat out Mrs. Cake here?”

Both her and Pinkie knew it was meant to be a punishment of sorts, for the pink mare being bested by Mrs. Cake when it came to their food displays on their chubby bodies, but the way Smolder worded it and the way Pinkie heard it was like a reward of no other. Smolder never asked Mrs. Cake to put anything in the dragoness’ asshole before, and Pinkie doubted that the orange dragoness would be quick to ask other mares anytime soon. So the pink mare leaped off the bed in a rapid pink blur till she was right behind Smolder’s butt with the whipped cream being held by the hand-like pink curl in her mane.

Pinkie didn’t have to ask Smolder if the orange dragoness wanted whipped cream on her puckering dragon hole, it was implied with tossing the can at her. So the pink mare brought the whipped cream can’s nozzle and placed a generous amount of whipped cream over the orange dragoness’ rim as Smolder leaned forward and started eating out Mrs. Cake. The blue mare happily moaned as Smolder’s tongue played tricks on the MILF’s clit, teasing her in all the right places before she felt the dragoness’ tongue slip in her pussy and caused her to loudly moan. Pinkie tossed the whipped cream can aside and brought her muzzle to Smolder’s butt, or more accurately lunged for the dragoness’ but, as she started licking. Pinkie could realistically use her super fast tongue to clean off all the whipped cream in less than a second, she was Pinkie after all. But with such a unique experience that Pinkie had the honor of giving to Smolder for the first time, the pink mare wanted to take her sweet time and go as slowly as possible. Getting tiny mouthfuls of whipped cream and inhaling the musk around the orange dragoness’ backdoor, Pinkie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she felt the spicy tang hit her nostrils with full force. It was like she was smelling mango habanero from Smolder’s backdoor, and it was a strange combination with the whipped cream. But Pinkie was a huge fan of strange combinations, and dug in slightly faster as she gulped whipped cream till she got the savory saltiness of Smolder’s spicy butthole.

“Ooooooooh~!” Smolder gasped as she felt the ticklish yet pleasurable sensation of Pinkie’s tongue on the outside rim of her butthole. Granted she didn’t really have a ponut, but Smolder’s backdoor to the pink mare held a special appeal all on its own. Smolder stopped briefly to enjoy the new sensation, not quite as exciting as plapping a mare, but it was surprisingly pleasant and encouraged her to continue with Mrs. Cake as she placed her claws on the blue mare’s thighs and dug into her pussy as her long dragoness tongue attacked her prey’s g-spot. Mrs. Cake’s legs swiftly clamped down on Smolder’s head with a long moan as the dragoness penetrated her with her muzzle while Pinkie decided to do the same with her she-stud’s backdoor. Inserting her tongue into Smolder’s ass, Pinkie felt Smolder gasp into the blue MILF’s pussy as she moved her long dragon tail out of the way to further enjoy what was happening to her.

With eating out Mrs. Cake and getting a tongue-push to her backdoor from Pinkie Pie, Smolder’s untouched cock was steadily getting harder and ready for a second orgasm before the night was over. Then, Smolder felt Pinkie’s tongue hit a spot unlike no other, and the orange dragoness’ eyes nearly bulged out of her head from the surge of pleasure that got her cock fully erect. It took her a moment, especially since she was still muzzle-deep in Mrs. Cake’s pussy, to realize that Pinkie must’ve found her p-spot and was taking full advantage of it. This time, Pinkie’s tongue was as fast as it could be, moving like rapid fire and hitting the p-spot a dozen times a second. Smolder lost a lot of focus on properly eating out Mrs. Cake, something that she thought was impossible, and felt an unfathomable amount of pleasure from Pinkie’s otherworldly tactics. She moved her claws from Mrs. Cake’s thighs to the bedsheets as she desperately gripped them for dear life, trying to salvage her lapse from eating out the blue mare as she lapped her tongue best she could. Mrs. Cake cooed, rocking her hips back and forth as she gave a wolfish grin at the she-stud both her and her employee were using. Smolder was sandwiched between eating out a mare and getting eaten out by a mare. The orange dragoness had hoped that she’d be able to fuck Mrs. Cake with her hard length, but each second brought her closer and closer to-

“HNNNNNNNNNNG,” Smolder moaned, her arms thrashing against the bed as she loudly vibrated Mrs. Cake’s pussy walls, inadvertently causing the chubby blue MILF to cum all over the dragoness’ face from the touch. Pinkie giggled into Smolder’s ass as she doubled her speed, causing Smolder to blow her sticky load all over the side of the bed. Pinkie felt her heart flutter with excitement and satisfaction from having made Smolder lose control, something she didn’t think was possible without the dragoness’ dick being inside of her. The dragoness panted and gasped as she pulled her muzzle out of Mrs. Cake’s pussy, too overwhelmed with the intense orgasm to bother licking the juices off her face.

“Holy…oh fuck,” Smolder groaned as she involuntarily bucked her hips into Pinkie’s muzzle, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Pinkie pulled her mouth off Smolder’s asshole, bringing her forehooves to the scaly she-stud’s ass cheeks and savoring the tone of them as well as the hard scales that contrasted her silky soft fur. After a few moments of doing this, Smolder groaned as she slowly stood back up on her legs.

“That was…” Smolder blushed with realization. “A lot more powerful than my regular orgasms.”

“Oh so I gave you your best orgasm yet, did I?” Pinkie walked around to be beside Smolder, smirking up at her and waggling her imaginary eyebrows before looking at Mrs. Cake with an expression dripping of sugary sweet smugness.

Mrs. Cake’s gaze was mostly unfocused from the intense orgasm that hit her own body, but she narrowed her eyes at Pinkie and her growing efforts to prove herself superior to the blue mare. It was starting to get catty, when it was at first playful to the point where they were even making out with each other. But with Pinkie leading Smolder to the shower and affectionately headbutting the dragoness’ hip, Mrs. Cake suddenly got a bad hunch that the pink mare was going to take everything way too far and throw Smolder into a situation where she was way in over her head…