The day seemed just like any other. Twilight Velvet was finishing up her work at the publishing house, just submitting the last of the applications, and occasional rejections from would-be authors from all around Equestria. With her work finished, she finally got a chance to look at her phone. On it, there were the normal messages from her family. Her daughter, Twilight Sparkle, had sent her some nice text to see how she was doing. Her son, Shining Armor, along with his wife, Princess Cadance, had sent adorable pictures of their growing filly, Flurry Heart. But there was one message that stood out. From her husband, Night Light.
“What’s this?” Velvet asked herself, opening the message. “Maybe she wants me to pick up-oh?”
“Come home soon. I have a surprise for you.” That’s all it said, which meant this must’ve been serious. Normally, Night’s texts to his wife were a little more naughty, like a dick picture, a masturbation video, or even some images of other ponies with the question, “How about this one?” asked. But with only a message, this caused the mare to raise a curious eyebrow. Closing it, she packed up everything she needed and made her way back home.
Throughout the walk, Velvet was curious what her husband had in mind as a surprise. She loved him, but he wasn’t very subtle, never was, which was something she loved about him. Growing up in a very formal and “high class” home, she hated how Canterlot ponies would just mince, mingle, and dance around their words. Night was the only one to be direct in what he meant and what he wanted. Granted, the first time they met, he made it clear, he thought she was hot and wanted to fuck, and Velvet felt such a rush of emotions, she just fell for him then and there.
Arriving at home, she saw there was what looked to be some backpack resting by the front door. As well as this, there were a series of rose petals that were leading deeper and deeper into the house. This only further excited the mare. Night Light hadn’t done something like this since their couples swap with Fancy Pants and his wife Fleur de Lis. Her body was shivering from just remembering what it felt like to be sandwiched between two stallions while making out with such a beautiful mare.
“Dear, now what are you planning this time?” Velvet asked, walking into the bedroom. “Honestly dear, just who did you find this-”
Her words were cut off as she saw who was there. Her husband was in the bedroom, though he was naked, sitting in the nearby chair with a small cage attached to his cock to keep him from getting hard. But it was who else was there that caught the milf’s attention. It was a zebra, a large, muscular, and very well hung zebra stallion. He wore his mane in a black slicked back fashion that matched his wavy, long tail. His stripes reminded her of deep and almost hypnotic waves found at the beach, and his darkened cock, even limp, was hanging almost to his knees. Even the way his purple eyes looked her over seemed to make her shiver,
“I-I-I-I….ahem…” Velvet commented, clearing her throat as she easily pieced together what her husband had arranged. Twirling her mane seductively, she winked at the zebra. “Well, hello there. And who might you be?”
“Mr. Z will do it.” Mr. Z responded, his voice was deep and his accent was thick, implying he must’ve only just moved to Equestria. “Your husband has arranged for me to give you a night of passionate sex. He has hired me to ensure that you, as he put it, are to be fucked and stuffed until you are a gaping hole gushing zebra spunk for days.”
“Oh, darling!” Velvet cooed, looking over to Night with love in her eyes. “You always know just what to get me.” She then looked to Mr. Z. “Well then, Mrs. Z…how do you want to take me?”
“Before we begin, I would simply like for you to sign here.” Mr. Z commented, walking over to the night stand and presenting a sheet of paper to the mare. “This is a waiver, in which you agree to this brutal fucking, and that you are consenting to all actions involved within the next several hours.”
“Oh? Well, this is certainly new to me.” Velvet commented, looking over the paper. It read exactly as the zebra had said. She giggled as she saw Night’s name was already signed in. “Very well, this looks agreeable.” Taking a pen, she signed her name. “Now, Mr. Z, how will you-”
The zebra reached up, wrapping one hard gently but firmly around Velvet’s neck, while the other gripped at her hand, pulling it behind her back and holding it in place. The mare’s body tensed up. To be so roughly manhandled, and so soon? Mr. Z must be quite the professional. Her body was shivering as she could feel his hot breath kissing at the back of her neck. All the while, Night was watching this and enjoying every second of it.
“Pretty forward, aren’t you?” Velvet cooed, feeling her nipples getting hard and her pussy getting wet. “And here I thought you were-”
“Quiet.” Mr. Z said firmly and in a commanding tone, which silenced the mare, and further excited her. “Whores do not get to speak. Only moan for their master. Now whore, who do you belong to?”
‘Oh? We’re doing roleplay like this?’ Velvet thought to herself, but decided the fun was too good to resist. “Y-you. I belong to you.”
“Good, now come here!” Mr. Z commented, turning Velvet around. She had barely been given a moment to process what was going on before she felt the strong hold of the zebra on her body, as well as his lips pressing hard against hers. Her eyes widened as her pussy was soaked in excitement. “Such a dirty whore, getting wet from your master’s kiss.” Releasing her, he took a step back, crossing his arms. “Present yourself like a proper whore.”
“Y-yes…Master…” Velvet cooed, shivering with delight as her body was tingling with excitement. Stripping out of her clothes, she wanted to further tease this zebra, as well as her husband, who was watching with a massive smile on his face. “Do you like this?” But the zebra gave no answer.
Disrobing her clothes, Velvet showed off her voluptuous chest, perky and large; the envy of many mares her age. Mr. Z’s expression was stoic, but was eyeing her up and down as if he was appraising her. This zorba's gaze was only making Velvet feel more and more of a longing. How rough he handled her, and the small making out, it was already working her up, and she wanted more. Dropping her bottoms, she discarded the soaked panties, and tossed aside the bra that barely contained her large rack.
“You like this, Master?” Velvet cooed, groping at her chest as she rolled her tongue towards the zebra. “The perky tits of a sexy, mature ma-”
“Get on your knees.” Mr. Z commanded, to which Velvet giggled, and cooed as she obeyed. Once on her knees, she noticed that the zebra’s cock was only partially erect. “Serve your master. Worship at my cock.” Velvet only blushed and cooed in anticipation.
Velvet stared at it for a moment. This cock was massive, even limp, it was far bigger than her husband’s, and she was getting wetter just thinking about what it would feel like in her throat, let alone her pussy. Swallowing nervously, she leaned in to give this half erect cock a tender kiss. But just as she was about to, Mr. Z’s hand stopped her, placing it on the top of her head. Velvet looked up at him. Did she do something wrong? Was she supposed to wait until he gave a different order? The serious and stern look in his eyes, and how he was towering over her was making her quiver with delight.
“Not yet, you still bear the mark of your last mate.” Mr. Z commented, pointing to Velvet’s left hand. On it, a golden wedding ring lay on her finger. “Give it to me.” Velvet hesitated. Was this part of the act? Looking at Night, she saw he was perfectly content with all this. Shivering some more, she took off the ring, handing it to the zebra, who eagerly took it, even wearing it as if to playfully mock her. “Now then, please your new master, or I will have to show it to you.”
Again, Velvet hesitated. What did he mean by that? If she took too long, would he show her how to suck his cock? This massive, amazing, beautiful cock? She swallowed again, imagining such a rough and savage treatment. Her throat throbbed a little as her imagination was running wild. Despite this, she didn’t want to keep her new “master” waiting. Reaching out, she grabbed at Mr. Z’s cock. It was hot to the touch, longing for her embrace, throbbing as she leaned in to give it a kiss. The musk on this was strong, numbing Velvet’s senses and making her pant whorishly.
Mr. Z gave her barely any time to process what was happening as he pressed his cock forward. Not resisting, she moaned a little as this massive cock was making its way in her mouth. It felt even hotter, and the musk was so strong. Her eyes were rolling back as Mr. Z started picking up his paces. The zebra was fucking in and out of her mouth with little want or care for her; as stated in the agreement. Regardless, Velvet felt her pussy was getting more and more soaked. Her knees were getting wet from her dripping nectar, and she only wanted more.
“Very good, you are doing well.” Mr. Z commented, as his cock was bottoming out in Velvet’s mouth, making her throat quiver as she looked up at him. “I’m going to fuck that whore mouth of yours, and fill your belly with my seed.”
Mr. Z didn’t give the mare a chance to even whimper as he started to pick up his speed. Now both hands were on the sides of Velvet’s head. Pistoning himself in and out of her mouth, he was relentless as he was set to fuck her throat full of cum. Her eyes were rolling back as she was getting closer and closer to a wet and sloppy orgasm. She couldn’t stop feeling immense pleasure from this. This zebra was so strong, so hard, and he was fucking her throat so deep. He was throbbing in her throat and was getting close to give her a taste of what was to cum.
“Taking a deep breath, because I’m about to cum.” Mr. Z commented, slowing down for a minute. “Savor it.”
Velvet could only breathe in the hot, and strong air that was emanating off this zebra’s cock, which only amplified the taste. Satisfied, he picked up his speed again, fucking in and out of her mouth. He gritted his teeth, showing his own swelling pleasure as the mare was moaning more and more whorishly. Her pussy juices had soaked the ground, and her eyes were rolling back as she was ready to cum too. Mr. Z took a deep breath, huffing hard as he paused for a second, only to pull out and ram his cock in Velvet’s mouth.
Velvet felt it all at once. Mr. Z’s cum released into her mouth. She moaned muffled cries in pleasure as she came from drinking down this vast amount of cum. It was hot, it was thick, and it was easily filling her belly like a well cooked meal. Gulping down load after load of this spunk, Velvet could feel as her insides were getting hot from the zebra seed stuffing her. As well as this, she sprayed her glistening mess all over the floor as she looked up at Mr. Z with fucked silly, heart filled eyes.
“Very good.” Mr. Z nodded, holding himself in place for a moment, only to slowly pull himself out of Velvet’s mouth slowly. As he did, it left a small trail of saliva and cum, a visible fuck slime that connected her hanging tongue and this cockhead. “Now, get on the bed. I’m gonna fuck you until you beg for my foal.”
Velvet didn’t hesitate, slowly dragging herself off the floor and crawled herself over the bed. Once she was fully on it, she rolled over, laying on her back; and with spread legs, opened her arms and moaned seductively at Mr. Z. She wanted his dick, she needed to be stuffed with this thick zebra meat. He only stared at her, seeing how absolutely soaked her winking, quivering pussy was.
Mr. Z gave no more words, only approaching the cooing mare. Maybe she just wasn’t paying attention, maybe the pleasure was too much, or maybe it was any other number of reasons. But Velvet watched the zebra crawl on the bed, but as soon as he was there, he was over her, with his still hard and throbbing cock pressing over her pussy. She tried to say something. A whimpering? Begging? Whatever it was, Mr. Z didn’t let her say a word as he hammered his cock hard and deep in her pussy.
Velvet screamed out as she came hard on Mr. Z’s cock, as he moved in and out of her sobbing wet pussy. It was amazing, among the best she’s ever felt. She was huffing and panting, feeling her hot breath kissing against the zebra’s face. He maintained a steady, deep, and hard pace as his cock was stretching her pussy out more than her husband had before. Velvet’s eyes were rolling back as she was feeling him fucking her so rough.
“Oh my…fuck!” Velvet moaned out in passion and pleasure. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…” She was panting and moaning more and more, crying out as she wanted to feel all this zebra could give her. “Fuck me full! Fill me up! Fucking breed me! Making me your zebra’s whore! Your broodmare!” She tried to continue her words, but Mr. Z places his hand over her mouth, leaving only muffled sounds to leave her lips.
“Keep moaning whore.” Mr. Z grunted, looking down at Velvet with a serious expression. It was clear, he was enjoying himself, and yet the way he stared at her was making her even wetter. “I’m going to fuck your slutty, pony hole. And then I’m going to leave my striped foals deep in your womb.”
Whether he was serious or playing into his role, it didn’t matter to Velvet right now. She wanted it, she needed to feel the fat loads of cum being pumped into her pussy. She loved this feeling, especially when she looked over and her eyes met with her husband’s, she screamed in muffled orgasm. Her eyes rolled back as she felt Mr. Z going so deep inside her. She was getting close, so close to another strong orgasm, and it was going to be a big one.
“Are you ready, whore?” Mr. Z said, his voice rippled with a dominating control and the strength of his eyes were too much for her. “Take it all.” As he breathed his words, he came to her.
Velvet gasped as she felt the strength and heat of Mr. Z’s thick, zebra spunk filled her. It was incredible! She could feel her cervix greedily gulp down every drop that she could as the seed was soaking her womb. For a moment, her mind couldn’t remember if she had done her contraceptive spell recently, or if she had forgotten to. Would it have mattered? She wanted to feel this zebra so deep inside her. Instinctively, re locked her legs behind him, keeping him in place, as her arms wrapped around his back, hugging him close for a passionate kiss and moaning embraces.
Watching as Mr. Z was pumping his vast amounts of cum in Velvet’s pussy was too much for Night to handle. The stallion gasped and moaned, feeling his cock twitch before finally letting out some of his cum. It was small, pathetic compared to the torrent filling his wife’s slutty hole. After a few more seconds, he was panting, looking down to see the small mess he had made. Chuckling to himself, he looked up to see Mr. Z looking over at him, still making out a little with Velvet.
“Oh, don’t stop on my account.” Night laughed, leaning back in the chair a little. “By all means, please, continue. I know my wife loves it.” Velvet only cooed and moaned a sultry sound. “See, she wants more. Don’t hold back. Fuck my wife as best you can.”
“Very well.” Mr. Z nodded, then turned his attention back to Velvet. “You heard him, I am not to stop until you can feel my cock and taste my cum in all your holes…” He leaned in to whisper. “...for weeks.” Velvet came again at his words.
By the next morning, Velvet’s pussy was overflowing with vast amounts of cum. She was absolutely gushing, and laying on the bed in a fucked silly daze. Her mouth was twisted in a sloppy, happy smile, and Night had wet himself several times over with his own smaller orgasm. Mr. Z only stood there, getting himself dressed as the ponies lay in their afterglow. It was only when he was fully dressed in a fine suit and putting the paper in a small briefcase that he noticed Night getting up.
“That was spectacular, truly amazing!” Night commented, looking between Mr. Z and Velvet. “You fucked her far longer than I expected. Really worth the price.”
“Of course, I pride myself on providing the right service to my clients.” Mr. Z commented, extending a small card to the stallion. “My business card, should you and your wife wish to hire my services again. Oh, and I would also like to return this.” Taking off the gold ring, he returned it to Night. “Your wife is quite the insatiable mare. You must be very proud.”
“Oh I am.” Night responded, taking the ring, having it sit in his hand against his own wedding ring. “Yes, I am. So thank you again, and we will call on you again. Do you mind if we mention you to some friends?”
“You are free to do so, and I am more than happy to service them; provided they sign the waiver.” Mr. Z nodded before turning to depart. “Now I bid you both a good day, and look forward to seeing you both again.” With that, the zebra departed the room, chuckling a little under his breath.
“Well, that was certainly a fun surprise.” Velvet commented, panting as she was still laying on the bed. “Thank you, honey.”
“I figured you’d like that.” Night replied, getting up and handing a key over to his wife. “Now then, if you would be so kind. I believe I’ve been a good stallion.”
“Oh yeah, you’ve been good. But not unlocked from the cage and cumming good.” Velvet giggled, snatching the key and tossing it towards the back of the bed. “That can be for after. But for right now.” She spread her legs some more, showing off the gooey and sloppy mess of cum that was still leaking from the mare’s pussy. “I need you to clean me up first, then I can unlock you. We don’t want Mr. Z’s hot load to go to waste, do we.” Night only smiled at his wife, eager to obey.
