*BOOM*
My ears were already used to the explosions, but the head still buzzed. By my side, other soldiers were bleeding to death. There was nothing I could do for them. I could only ignore the fact that those heavy breaths and cries for my help would plague my dreams for the rest of my life.
They were calling it a subversion, a revolution of sorts. The kingdoms had finally snapped under the constant oppression. But they weren't fighting for their freedom, nor for independence. They were fighting for supremacy, all across the globe. They were the perfect enemy, an enemy full of hate and anger. An enemy with nothing to lose, but lots to win.
Future historians would call this battle, "The Arcadia massacre", the turning point in the Kingdom wars. It was a glorious day for the Bat Ponies when a small battalion of 1000 bat soldiers stood up to the entire Canterlot battle group. The death toll was finally established to be of around 250.000 highly trained equestrian soldiers, against 200 bat ponies. There were no rules of engagement, there were no prisoners. Every single warrior that stepped into the vast fields, arrogantly, ready for an easy battle, was slaughtered. But history books often leave out small bits of information, and no one would ever know the true number was much closer to 20,000
*BOOOM*
"Shiiit!!! Sergeant! They're getting closer!!! We just lost command post Charlie!" A pony screamed.
"Hold your ground men! Push those blood-sucking fleabags back to hell!!!" Was the officer's reply.
"Sir! We can't reach the 54th battalion! We are being flanked, we must retreat!!!" A young soldier said on the radio.
"We will not! Stand your ground!!! The Wonderbolts are on their way to aid us" The officer said. The smell of blood was mixing with the smell of gunpowder in the air above us.
"Fuck this sir, we need to get out of here. This is a lost cause!!" He replied. He only walked for a couple of feet. The general stabbed him in the back.
"WE WILL STAY!!!" He hollered out, then, a well-placed mortar created a huge pile of smoke right where he was. The general would indeed stay in that battlefield, serving as a fertilizer for crops to come as his body rained on top of us all.
I couldn't take it anymore. I ran, I ran as fast as I could. Then, something punched me in the left arm. It took me half a mile to realize... It had been a stray arrow. I clutched my arm in pain, but my uniform was already soaked in blood. I could hear the dying screams of my fellow comrades, but they all began to melt and swirl into one single, impossible-to-define sound. My head began to spin, and the last thing I remember is the ground rushing towards me as I fainted in that big cornfield.
"... All I'm saying is, it's dangerous to have him here, the soldiers might come looking for him." A female voice said.
"By God, you can't expect me to just let him out there to die!" Another female voice said, surprisingly similar to the first one.
"Well, what if he kills us?! What then?!" Was the reply.
"I don't think... Oh, look he moved!" The second girl said.
"Krysta, back off. He might be dangerous" the still-to-be-named girl said.
"Hey, can you hear me? I'm Krysta. You're injured, try not to move" she said in a soft voice. She was just a teen, that was certain. I opened my eyes, and with panic, I noticed that she wasn't, exactly, equestrian. I began to panic, I tried to get up but I was met by a searing pain all over my upper body. I had completely forgotten that I had an arrow in my arm.
"Aargh. Off, get me out... I'm gonna... I'm gonna... I'm..." I said, slipping slowly into an unconscious state, her shocked face the last thing I saw.
By the time I woke up again, I forced myself to remain calm. As long as I didn't do something stupid, I'd be fine. Or at least that's what I forced myself to believe. I was alone, an army IV bag connected to my arm. They had probably taken it from my first aid kit. There were some sounds close to the door, and I quickly identified them as my captors. Or saviors...
"I'm gonna go check on him, see if he's back up," One said.
"Fine, but be careful. You saw how he acted when he woke up yesterday."
She said. Yesterday? That meant I had been sleeping the whole day! And if I still felt faint, I must've lost an incredible amount of blood. Had they left me out there, I'd be another number in the casualty list. The door opened and she came in. I could finally take a good look at her. She had grey fur, and, white and orange hair. She was definitely a bat pony, definitely not over 20. She noticed I was awake and stopped in her tracks.
"Stella. He's awake" she said simply, although rather nervously. That's when I realized, I wasn't supposed to be scared of them! They were the ones scared of me! Which in turn meant that there were no males with them. As long as I could keep that to my advantage, I would have no problem.
"Lemme see..." A voice said from behind the door. Then, another bat pony face peeked in. This one looked similar to the first one, except her hair was black with blue streaks, but appeared to be around the same age as the other one, Krysta. However, the resemblance between the two girls was astonishing. They must've been sisters alright. I muttered something, and they listened with great aplomb as if I wasn't supposed to speak. Stella, who was watching behind the door, moved up to me and looked me over. It was then that I realized... I had only my underwear on.
"K? I really think we should turn him over to the soldiers..." She said, before I interrupted her.
"You c-cant..." I said, coughing. "I've been here for more than a day, I can just tell that you two were aiding me... I don't think that will end up nicely for any of us..." I said firmly.
"Stella, I'm not too happy to say this but... He might be right" one said, as her colored hair waved through the breeze of an open window.
"What?! You can't be agreeing with him..." She said
"The soldiers will execute us..." Krysta said simply.
"I can't leave, and it'll be some time before I can... Keep me hidden here, help me survive, and as soon as I can run I'll be out of here without a word to anyone" I said with a serious look. I knew I was right.
"W-wait, are you saying we have to take care of you?" Stella asked
"Yes... And take GOOD care of me. The faster I heal, the less likely that this ends up badly for all of us" I replied.
"Besides Stella, we've already been doing this for him, remember? That IV bag didn't hang itself..." Krysta said.
"Of course it didn't, YOU hanged it, YOU are the one that's taking care of him, not me," Stella said defensively and then stormed out. Krysta stayed behind, her face shrugging off her sister's reaction.
"Fine, we'll take care of you... But as soon as you can run, you're out of here and you never say a single word." She said. I obviously accepted.
The days passed by slowly, since my recovery was taking time. By the next week I was able to walk my way around the house. The soldiers came a couple of times, asking about any survivors, but since I was able to hear their conversations from my hiding spot under the floor, I could tell they had nothing to suspect... Yet. Nonetheless, my heart would beat like wild during those inspections, and the hair on the back of my neck would stand. That was, until the last one.
I found myself peeking through the crack of the floorboards, looking at the fierce soldier that had been sent to investigate. Then, out of nowhere, one of the girls blocked my view by standing directly over me. I couldn't help myself, she was wearing a long skirt and the tiniest of panties... Truth is, I had never seen bat ponies as sexual beings; of course, I was aware that we shared the same anatomy, but still... I had been sex deprived for weeks, and having a real female organ on top of me... Let's just say that my hair wasn't the only thing standing by that point. Nonetheless, the fear was too great for me to focus on other things, so I kept breathing in deep and soft, hoping that the soldier wouldn't notice me right underneath her. Luckily for me, he didn't seem to find anything suspicious and decided to leave, and exactly a minute after he was gone all three of us sighed in relief. I found out that it had been Stella, the one seating on me. That also told me it had been an accident. I knew that Stella wouldn't be the one to do something like that. Krysta, on the other hand... Might've.
Anyways, that small event changed everything. I could no longer stop thinking about that, the taboo of having inter-species sex disappearing even more with every waking hour. I would stare at their big, breasts stealthily, sneaking off glances at their behinds as well, and I swear I once heard one of them masturbating during the night. And they swayed their hips every time they walked in such a way that had I not known them, would seem like on purpose. I found that, even though both girls seemed to be quite attractive, the one that always caught my eye was Stella. Maybe it was her purely grey fur or her shy and cute attitude... Or the pair of DD cups hanging from her chest... And the fact that they were also a bit into me didn't help.
I knew, of course, they weren't exactly subtle.
Krysta in particular. During the first days when I couldn't move, she was the one that volunteered to take me to the bathroom. She thought her clandestine glances had gone unnoticed, but I knew. Stella hadn't been so obvious, but the way she looked at me... Maybe I was exaggerating, I wanted her to be interested in me.
And one day, it happened
It happened a couple of days after the floorboard incident. Krysta had gone out to fix something in the field and would be gone all afternoon, while Stella was busy making lunch. I found myself in the kitchen, watching her hum a song as she cooked. Against my better judgment, I tried something stupid, which was to embrace her from behind. She must've thought I was attacking her or something and jumped out of my grasp with a shriek.
"Sorry, sorry" I mumbled, unable to think.
"You better be... Fuck... Scared the hell out of me... What the fuck were you doing anyways?" She asked, not as irritated as I had expected her to be.
"I was... Uh... Watching you cook. And..." I said, before changing my strategy altogether. "And I saw your nice behind, and simply couldn't resist," I said with a smug smile. This was a very risky move, but maybe...
"My... Behind... Wha...?" She stuttered, obviously out of focus now. Right where I wanted her.
"Oh yeah. Those beautiful legs of yours leading up to a firm, round bum... Must be soft as hell too..." I said in a low, seductive voice as I inched closer to her. She backed up slowly against the wall, unable to retreat further. She looked at me in the eyes, I could feel her breath hard on my neck.
"T-that is inappropriate... You shouldn't... Say those things..." She said in short gasps. She could've run away, use her claws... But she didn't. And that's when I decided to go all the way.
"And not just your bottom, you have the most juicy and warm pair of breasts I've ever seen... So soft and perky..." I said, as I dragged a finger over her shirt, tracing the outlines of her breasts. I felt her jump at the very first contact, her breathing fast and heavy as I towered over her.
"Probably paired with a nice pair of nipples as well..." I remarked as I used that finger to go under her top and to her breasts. They were warm and silky, and I could feel the erect nipple poking out of the soft fur. I traced a finger around it before rubbing it directly, and she gave off a soft whine.
"P-please... D-don't..." She said, but I knew better. She wanted, needed this. Her body was growing aroused more and more...
"Don't? But Stella, we've barely even begun... I haven't told you that you also have the nicest and softest belly in the world..." I said, that finger leaving her nipple and venturing down her belly, slowly and seductively but also in a decisive way. She didn't seem to mind, closing her eyes and looking away.
"So soft indeed... I'm guessing it becomes even softer around your thighs..." I said into her ear, giving it a little love bite which actually drew a moan out of her, as my hand trailed to her inner thighs and began to caress them, slowly but surely lifting her skirt up with every slow stroke. My fingers brushing her thigh as she found herself trapped between the wall and my molesting touches.
"Soft as a cloud... But I'm guessing there's a place where it's even softer? A place you desperately want me to touch?" I said, emphasizing my words by dragging my finger over her panties in a firm but delicate motion. She shivered and gasped visibly, and her hips thrust up to meet the probing index.
"My oh my, are you needy..." I remarked as I repeated the motion, only slower this time. Her panties were almost soaked, and she was exuding a feverish warmth from it. She still had her eyes closed, her face contorted in a quite cute expression of nervousness and pleasure. She opened her eyes and saw me that close, and simply moved forward to kiss me.
Now it was my time to be frozen. Sure, I had kissed a girl or 2 in my time, but none of them had been bat ponies... And certainly, none of them had long and forked tongues. Her whole body tensed up, and I felt like I was losing control of the situation. Luckily for me, I still had a finger I could use. Without breaking the kiss, I brushed her panties aside and found the soft coat on her mound, which led me to the puffy outer lips that hid her pink flesh from view. Spreading them open with my fingers was easy, except for the way she whimpered and squirmed, almost like trying to tell me something. I didn't stop, however, and once I found my target I pressed my index against her opening. I felt some resistance at first, but soon it slid all the way into the warm oven of that lovely bat pony. Being immersed in the kiss, I didn't have the chance to look down, which meant the trickle of blood went unnoticed. She had been trying to tell me she was a virgin. Of course, I wouldn't learn that until after the deed.
She still didn't want to stop, and I could feel the muscles in her hot pussy clenching down and pulling me further in. I guess she must've been one of those girls with a feeble and thin hymen, since she didn't seem to hurt too much, or at least hid it very well. She was moaning into my mouth now, and I felt that one of her hands began to trail down and under my belt. She found her way to my cock, and I soon felt a soft hand wrapped around it. God, it was like fucking a plush toy, so soft and warm... I don't remember how, but we ended up on the kitchen floor, masturbating each other under our pants. I stopped for a moment, and lifted her skirt in one swift motion, revealing her red panties.
I now remember, I didn't see her panties stained with blood, although they were the same color as the offending liquid, so it would be hard to see and I wasn't exactly paying attention. I pulled her panties down quickly, as I felt her undo my pants and pull the fly down.
My cock sprang into view, and I swear I heard her gasp. It was big, not porn-star big but definitely above average. I didn't waste any more time, pulling her up on top of me. Her skirt fell on top of our hips, concealing most of the action, but I was focused on feeling the moist warmth of the lips that were now grinding against my erection. She was literally dripping wet, no wonder we were going to do it with our clothes on. We both needed this now.
My hand snuck up to her skirt and under it, where it used the thumb to rub that delightful clitoris of hers briefly, much to her delight.
Then she lifted herself up, something I was going to do anyways but she beat me to it. Lifting up my cock, lining it up with her obviously needy sex, I moaned as the tip nested itself against her opening. She was ready to go back down and impale herself, but this time I was the one that beat her to it. I pushed it in with a thrust, driving half of the pulsating member into her. I had expected her to be tight, but that was just too much. I felt her moan and whimper delightfully, and her lips allowed the only two words she would say during our mating.
"Ah... F-Fuck..."
“ah fuck indeed,” I thought as I felt her muscles actually try and push me out. I felt a tinge of worry, but after noticing she wasn't physically doing anything to stop me I kept going.
I actually had to grab her hips and pull her down slightly to finish hilting her. She whimpered and squirmed all throughout it, but as I finally rested fully in her she let out a happy, blissful sigh.
God, she was so tight I wondered how I had made it in her safely. I could feel her cervix pressing slightly against my tip, and I moaned softly at the feeling. I pulled out slowly, the vacuum in her pussy actually trying to keep me in her. Her wobbly feet barely held her up as I did so, and as soon as I was almost out she dropped herself down, her pussy engulfing my cock once more to the sound of her loud moans. This wouldn't work, so I grabbed her and gently turned her around into a sort of missionary position, which actually allowed me to kiss her. I took that opportunity to do exactly that, and I began to thrust into her firmly. At first erratically, but then I began to steady myself.
My arm hurt a bit, but it was definitely tolerable considering the circumstances. I could tell she was enjoying it, being pinned down by a larger male who was literally mating her without any warning, even if she did want it... My warm cock slid in and out of her love tunnel so easily, I could focus more on getting deep than going fast. I could tell she wanted more as she wrapped her legs around my waist, trying to push me in deeper even if I was already feeling the round kiss of her cervix on my tip. We didn't say anything, we just grunted our way through 5 minutes of frantic humping in a rather wild and basal way. By then I could feel that steady pressure on my groin, a powerful filling sensation that reminded me of the fact that I had been sex-deprived for too long to last a lot. Luckily for me, she was on a hair trigger as well.
I felt her trying to say something, but it was like she couldn't find the words for it. She chose to squeal instead as she clamped down on me, holding me deep inside as she climaxed hard on me, drawing my own orgasm out as well.
"Ngh! S-Stella...!" I half whimpered out as I felt all my pressure relieved in one surge of endorphins. All those long weeks on the battlefield and here without sex, escaping through my tip and coating her cervix and her womb in white, creamy goodness. I felt her nails digging on my back, and my fingers did the same on hers as I simply kept squirting and squirting cum inside her, overflowing her womb into her vaginal canal as I felt a sense of peace irradiating all over my body. Gods, I had been pent up. We simply lay there, panting, as we enjoyed the bliss of that wild mating session.
"I... I..." Stella began, and I remembered my whole body was weighed on top of her. I rolled off and my member slipped out of her moist pussy with a lewd wet plop, hot cum trickling out of her no longer virgin folds.
"W-what...?" I asked her, knowing she wanted to say something.
"I wanted... To scream your name out... But..." She said, visibly ashamed of something. That's when it hit me. She didn't even know my name.
"Tango... At your service..." I added as a joke, giggling a bit.
"Pleased... Very pleased to... Meet you, Tango" she joked back, giggling.
We cleaned ourselves up. It was quite easy, we were still fully clothed and our clothes had caught most of the mess, the only issue, however, was her belly, it was bulging a bit as if she was already pregnant. Whatever she had been cooking before was now reduced to a black crisp, much to her displeasure. We had barely finished when Krysta came in. We both froze as she sniffed the air, but apparently, the burned food had caught her attention even more. Or so I thought.
I snuck away to my room, took a well-deserved nap and woke up several hours later. I have to admit, the bed was quite comfortable... A bit too comfortable. I wasn't in my bed, mine was harder and older. I opened my eyes and saw nothing before an itch in my nose told me I had been blindfolded. I tried to take it off, but much to my surprise I was tied to the bed. My arms and my legs were stretched, and I could barely move them. That was it. They had caught me during my sleep, I was going to be tortured and killed... And the girls as well. My heart raced and I tried to wriggle free, but the searing pain on my arm was still too much. I decided to relax a bit, try and think my way out. That's when my captors spoke.
"Did you really think you could take my virginity without retaliation?" A voice asked from several feet away. I didn't need to use my eyes, it was Stella for sure. I calmed down a tiny bit, but I was still scared as hell. I had no idea she had been a virgin, only now realizing how everything made sense. Her tightness, the initial resistance, her squirms to talk just before I deflowered her... I tried to speak, but much to my surprise she had gagged me as well. She must've slipped something in my IV to make me sleep.
"Ah, but your biggest mistake was to think that my sister wouldn't notice... And now she's angry" she said in a very frightening tone. Krysta was in on this as well, she had indeed caught the smell of sex in the room.
"Oh yes, I'm angry sister..." Another voice said. They sounded exactly the same but this one was somewhere else. Krysta was there too. "And you know why? Because your lover here..." She said, the source getting closer until I could feel the warmth of her breath on my neck. My heart stopped, I thought I'd reached my end. "Didn't allow me to get some action as well" she stated with a giggle that did sound quite evil but playful at the same time. Now I was confused.
"You see, twins generally share everything..." Stella said, also getting closer. I felt a soft, finger dragged down my belly, and assumed it was Stella’s. Then I realized, I was completely naked. I could feel the soft covers on my bare behind, and the cool air on my whole body.
"And you are no exception, my dear. But we didn't know whether you would agree to it" Stella said. "So we're giving you no choice at all" she finished. It all made sense, except for the fact that they thought I wouldn't consent to a threesome. That soft hand reached my flaccid member and began to stroke it once more. It took only seconds for it to grow hard and ready, and I heard Krysta gasp.
"You were right Stella... He is big..." She said in an impressed tone. I felt a second set of hands on it and assumed she had taken over. She was a bit more experienced than Stella, I could tell she was the kinky and adventurous one. I couldn't help but wonder where Stella had gone, but as soon as I felt a moist warmth over my cock I forgot about it. That was definitely no pussy, or... Yeah, it was a pussy but not that type. The mouth of a pussy, yeah, that's a better definition. I moaned softly through my gag, which one of the girls took off so I could moan my pleasure out to the world. I didn't know which one was blowing me, but God it felt amazing. The small roughish tongue that was doing circles around my tip, her head bobbing up and down softly as those small teeth barely grazed my skin... Fuck, it was divine.
A couple of seconds later, I felt a warm mouth also joining mine, kissing me passionately. I recognized Stella’s tongue immediately, I knew she was kissing me, which meant that it was Krysta who was... No longer blowing me. She had stopped, jerking me off with a hand softly.
Stella stopped kissing me too, and I thought they were going to trade places. However, I felt some odd movement on the bed, like someone was standing up, and then I felt a sudden warmth on my face like someone had put a big lamp over it. Then the smell gave it away. One of them was sitting on my face. The smell was intoxicating, like... Wild and animalistic but also distinctly female. I felt a bead of pre-ooze out from the arousal, and then Stella spoke up directly above me.
"Now you be gentle and take good care of me... And I'll make sure to return the favor." She said, lowering it enough for me to feel her coat on my nose. Nervous, I extended my tongue and took a lick. It tasted really powerful, really strong... It was amazing, unlike anything I'd ever tasted. She shivered and almost dropped on top of me as I did so, and I felt her gripping onto a railing for support. I licked again, and again, my tongue broad and soft compared to theirs spreading the girl’s nether lips and tasting her soft pink flesh. It was so good, so sexy and so...
"K-krys? D-do it, he's earned it... Ooohh fuck, Tango, yes... Right there..." Stella moaned out, confusing me a lot. That's when I felt it. A sudden warm presence on top of my cock. Of course, I couldn't see what she was doing, but I had a pretty good idea. I felt some pressure... A lot of pressure, but she had done a really good job at getting me lubed up, so it slid in promptly. That's when I noticed the difference in textures and the tightness around my cock. As if she could read my mind, Chloe removed my blinds and lifted her dripping cunny a bit so I could see. Krysta was facing away, tail hiked and away as she slowly lowered herself on my cock. And she wasn't using her pussy.
"N-nya... It's too b-big..." She groaned softly for herself, but that didn't stop her. She took it all like a little champ, before looking over her shoulder with a smug smile and a giggle. "Told you it would fit, you get to do the chores this week" she said to Stella, who decided to then lower herself again. I immediately returned to licking that gloriously wet pussy, as I had done with so many other girls before, driving her crazy with teasing licks around her opening, and them circles around her clit that became smaller and smaller and smaller. I could tell she was enjoying it a lot, by her moans and squeals. Krysta lifted herself a bit and allowed herself to ride me softly and carefully for a couple of times, before pulling away. I'd later learn that anal wasn't really her thing, but that she didn't want to lose that bet with Stella. She jerked me off softly while she awaited for Stella to be done with me. It took some work, but my tongue didn't fail me as in minutes I had her pushing down on my mouth and screaming my name. Her nectar tasted even better after her orgasm, and I gave her a nice thorough cleaning before she pulled away, walking on shaky feet towards the side of the bed with Krysta, who was rubbing her behind.
The two looked at me, then at themselves. I had been hard for quite some time, and they hadn't allowed me to finish. It was Stella that broke the silence.
"Sure you want to go on sis? You felt how big he is..." She said, actually sounding concerned.
"A promise is a promise sis, we promised what we would do to the male who deflowered one of us... This wasn't what we had in mind, I know, but..." She said, before grabbing a knife from the nightstand. Now I was panicked...
"Go ahead," Stella said and stepped aside. I was about to scream when she moved up and delicately cut the rope binding my arms, and then the one on my legs. I rubbed the sore muscles and sat up. Stella had taken a seat on a small chair by the bed, and Krysta was on all fours, her female sex pointed straight at me as she wriggled her body.
"Please be... My first male..." Krysta said, her voice so broken and nervous she looked like the teen she was. In my state of sexual frustration, I simply couldn't help myself. I got up and crawled towards her, mounting her gently. I was definitely bigger than her, and my body covered hers nicely. I felt her tremble and shiver as I did so and watched Stella in an effort to understand. Her expression wasn't helpful at all, since she was only curious.
"Since you ask so nicely..." I whispered into her ear before grabbing my cock with my healthy arm, using my hand to rub the tip all over those folds in a long tease. If she was as half as tight as her sister, she would need some serious lubrication. She shivered and tried to push back to impale herself, but I stopped her. She was too eager, she could hurt herself. She seemingly caught the message and allowed herself to be teased. It didn't take long, and as soon as I felt she was ready I lined up before moving up and biting her ear softly. I wanted to say something to encourage her, but I couldn't find the words. I simply pushed and took that girl's virginity in one quick thrust.
Apparently, the thin hymen ran in the family, because she didn't seem to be in much pain, only a slight discomfort. What really hit me was her tightness. It was unbelievable like there simply wasn't space for my cock inside her!
It was the only time I ever felt a pussy tighter than an ass. I'd later learn why. Apparently, Krysta, was not exactly, a novice at this, as she said, that none of the strap ons her friend had were as big as me, that’s when we realized, she was not an anal virgin, and she hid this well. But because of the promise with her sister, she couldn't exactly use her regular entry. She and her friends had been having anal sex for quite some time, but she had never had anything inside her pussy before.
I held her tight, not wanting her to squirm too much or it would hurt more. After a couple of minutes, she calmed down, and I began to slowly get her used to the in-and-out rhythm of my pistoning penis. I went slow at first, but she soon used moans and whimpers to tell me she wanted more. Every thrust I gave felt like I was pushing into a space too narrow for it, but oh fucks it felt amazing.
She must've felt it too, she had had at least an orgasm by now and there was a puddle of her fluids drying up underneath us. A quick glance at her twin sister told me she was enjoying the show, two fingers ramming in and out of her newly opened vaginal passage, her legs closing in an effort to keep herself from orgasming.
"Aaaaahhh.... F-fuck... I'm gonna..." I said, but I think no one heard me. Stella had those fingers deep in her, almost screaming through what I could only guess was a big one.
Krysta was in the same position, except she was filled with quite some cock which she was massaging powerfully, milking it for every single drop, her F-cups bouncing wildly with every thrust. The dam gave way and my balls pulled tight against my body, and with a grunt, I pushed my whole penis into that delightful wet and warm piece of meat, tip pushing the cervix back a bit before splashing copious amounts of white creamy seed in it. Her cervix got coated and her womb filled, her belly bulging and then the rest ended up dripping under her hips onto the bed. I panted in exhaustion, almost seeing stars at the strength of that orgasm.
"My oh my, you filled her up good... Just like me..." Stella said. She hadn't even bothered with cleaning up the damp spot between her legs, as she came up to me and kissed me.
"I'll do the same tomorrow if you want... And next week... One year from now..." I said with a grin, still feeling her contract her insides randomly.
"But you wanted to run away..." Stella said, as she moved her sister out of the way, and began to suck on my dick.
"Not from you I won't... Besides, where would I go? I have no other choice. Not that I'm complaining" I remarked, giving her a slight thrust, just to see her yip.
“Well, if that is the case…” Krysta said as she looked at Stella
“Why don’t we make it official,” Stella said
“Make what official?” I asked
“Our mate… and Husband…” said Krysta
I remained silent
“Yeah… well, even, if you say no, I still think you’ll take responsibility,” Stella said as she caressed her belly
“You’re not…” I muttered
“Maybe, maybe not, doesn't change the fact that we’re now your women,” Stella said
“And we Bat Ponies get pregnant easily, we mate to create life, so, we wouldn’t mate if it wasn’t our intention to have offsprings,” Krysta said
I still said nothing
“Come on, we know you want to, I mean, 2 cute girls, who want to bare your children, and don’t mind sharing,” said Krysta as she started to suck on my dick as well.
“Not to mention, peace talks have begun, the war is over, so, no one would mind if we… start repopulating,” said Stella
“I-if… you’re ok with me… then… let’s” I said
“That is the right answer,” Stella said as she lowered her pussy into my dick again
“I want at leat 5 kids,” she said as she began to ride me again
“And I want 10… don’t judge me, I love kids,” Krysta said smiling
“We’ll be counting on you!” They both said as they kissed me passionately
“Oh, brother… what did I get myself into!” I though as our fuck fest continued all through the night… but that is a story for next time.
