The night before she and Shiny left on their visit to Manehattan, the pretty crystal pony maid bringing a tray of tea to Cadance's study gave her a wicked grin and transformed into Chrysalis.
“You!” Cadance snarled. “What are you up to now?!”
“Ooh, I like the outfit,” Chrysalis said. She twirled, showing off the frilly maid outfit and how it clung to her figure. Her long green hair spilled around her shoulders.
“One yell and Shiny will rush in here,” Cadance threatened.
“Oh, do you want me to fuck him again? While you watch? I didn't know you were into that now.”
Cadance stomped one hoof and swished her tail. “Keep your filthy hands away from my husband!”
Chrysalis laughed. “Now is that any way to treat an old friend? But I don't have any interest in him.” She frowned and gave a delicate shudder of distaste. “That mediocre cock....”
“You dare—”
“Oh don't act so high-and-mighty, Princess. Remember, while I was fucking him, you were doing this!” She reached down the front of her maid outfit and drew out a handful of photographs. Cadance didn't need to look—Chrysalis had tormented her with them before. Images of herself in the prison of the Crystal Caves, fingers and sex toys deep in her pussy and ass, her body slick with sweat and the spurtings of her juices. “I left the toys to mock you. I never dreamed you'd actually use them. And so insatiably, too.”
“There was nothing else to do!”
“As if you needed any excuse. You and I both know the truth about you: you aren't some Princess of Love; you're a Princess of Lust. A Princess of Fucking. Equestria's Slut Supreme. And your husband can't keep up with you, and it's starting to drive you crazy. Your body instinctively craves a lot of cock, and your husband only has some cock, and you've gotten all out of your natural balance. How many times do you masturbate in between his fucks?”
Cadance glared. “Chrysalis, I'm only going to say this once. Shut. Up.”
Chrysalis rolled her eyes. “I'm just pointing out the facts. Honestly I feel bad for you, poor perpetually horny beast that you are. I'm not your enemy, I actually want to help. I'm working on my, what's the word...? Ahh, reformation, that's it. As a gesture of goodwill I've arranged a nice little present for you in Manehattan.”
Cadance narrowed her eyes. “What are you talking about?”
“Why, I know you had a special fondness for the Royal Guard back in the old days.”
“Whatever rumors you've heard—”
“Back before Shining Armor, you cut a dashing swath through their ranks, leaving a trail of broken hearts and battered loins.”
Cadance flushed, the memories rising unbidden, the cocks she'd sucked, the semen that had stained her pink coat, the studs thrusting inside her pussy with such looks of bliss on their faces....
“So,” Chrysalis continued, “I've had half a dozen—I don't remember the number, exactly—special passes secretly and randomly distributed among Manehattan's complement of guards. These passes grant the bearer free use of your body. I do hope you enjoy.”
Cadance gaped at her. “You what?!”
“Yes. How it works is, they present you with a pass, and you relieve their body of as much stress (that is to say, semen) as they care to unburden themselves of, however they like, right then and there.”
“There's no way I'm consenting to anything like that.”
Chrysalis pouted. “Oh dear... if you won't honor the passes (for the guards (who do so much for you, you know)) I fear these scandalous pictures might end up in the hands of certain tabloids. They'd love something like that.”
“Blackmail? I thought you were reforming yourself!”
“It's called... what is it called? Tough love. This is tough love. I'm doing this for you, dear Cadance. I'm making sure you relax and enjoy yourself with your favorite pastime. I've turned over a new leaf, and am devoting myself to the happiness of others. What could be more noble?”
“I'm sure,” Cadance said with an icy glare. But somewhere deep in her belly the memory of her old days of slutty carousing stirred.
Nothing untoward happened when they arrived in Manehattan the next afternoon. They had reserved a spacious suite of rooms at the Ritz with a lovely balcony view of the city, and they had enjoyed a small informal dinner before settling in for the night. Every time Cadance had seen a guard her heart had skipped a beat and a rush of anxiety mixed with a shameful touch of anticipation had surged in her. But they had all behaved quite professionally and she began to suspect Chrysalis had just been pranking her about the whole thing. That night she and Shiny made sweet albeit all too brief love in the luxurious bed.
In the morning the castle staff delivered breakfast, but failed to bring a newspaper along with it. After a quick bite, Shiny announced he was going out to buy one. Cadance nodded, sipping her tea and considering the day ahead. She had an appointment in the afternoon for a final fitting of the dress she would be wearing to the opera this evening, but nothing else—it was a vacation after all. For the day's excursions she'd put on a casual outfit of a black and white checkered knee-length skirt and a white blouse and black bolero jacket.
Scarcely a minute after Shiny left there was a knock at the suite's door. She got up, a puzzled expression on her face, and opened the door. “Yes?” she asked.
A guard stood before her, in the pale blue slacks and uniform jacket of the Manehattan Day Guard. He gave her a respectful nod. “Princess Cadance, does this mean anything to you?” He held a card up to her.
It had gold trim and fancy lettering and it said:
The bearer of this card is entitled to the free use of Princess Cadance, the Cumdumpster Princess, for the relief of any and all sexual urges, at any time of day or night.
A drawing of her smiling face with what could only be assumed to be a splash of cum across her nose graced one corner of the card.
“Uhhh...” Cadance said. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest.
The guard licked his lips. “'Uhhh...' means... this is real?”
Cadance swallowed. She could get outraged and deny everything... but then she imagined newsstands, newsstands like her Shiny was heading to right now, their racks filled with tabloids sporting headlines like “CADANCE MASTURBATES WHILE CANTERLOT FALLS” and “PRETENDED PURITY OF A PERVERT PRINCESS!!!”
She collected the pass, slipping it into her skirt pocket as she stepped back. “You'd better come in,” she said, and added, “My husband only went out for a paper; he'll be back soon.”
The guard's eyes widened. In a flash he entered the suite, shutting the door behind him. He strode to her, ignoring her half-panicked backward step, and put his hand on the back of her neck. His muzzle pressed against hers in a forceful kiss, and suddenly her lips were parting as his tongue shoved into her mouth. He tasted different from Shiny, a rougher, masculine essence in his saliva. His tongue filled her maw, groping at her own insistently. She felt suddenly dizzy, and didn't resist as he pushed her backward onto a couch.
Her breath raced through her throat, suddenly panting in shock and also an undeniable burst of arousal. She'd always had a weakness for guards. Their uniforms gave them a sort of dashing style. And their training regimen left them with well-toned bodies that made her knees weak.
He unbuckled his slacks, yanking them down to his ankles along with his boxers. She saw his cock, a luscious dark tube rapidly swelling into hardness. He was really going to fuck her, wasn't he! Everything was happening so quickly it felt unreal. But the powerful shiver of lust racing down her spine to settle between her thighs was very real indeed.
You can't do this! she silently shrieked at herself. Think of Shiny!
But of course she couldn't help but think of Shiny as she saw the guard's distinctly impressive cock pulsing and twitching to it's full size. Shiny's cock was cute in its own way, but...
The guard dropped to his knees before her, his cock giving a meaty slap up against the uniform shirt covering his belly. He reached for her on the couch and hiked her skirt up, and in nearly the same motion hooked his finger in the sides of her cream-colored panties and whipped them down her legs.
She was exposed before him, her naked pussy in plain view. A burst of heat coursed through her loins and dampness gathered in her folds. A stallion whose name she didn't even know was staring at her pussy. Without conscious thought she eased her knees apart, showing herself off even more.
He brought her panties to his muzzle, snorting up the scent. It couldn't be that thrilling—she'd only put them on an hour ago, it wasn't like her crotch-smell could have permeated them yet. But after a few good lungfuls he smiled blissfully and then brought them down to his cock. He stretched the crotch panel over the head of his erection and she saw the fabric darken as his pre seeped into it. His cock gave a heavy twitch and he brought his other hand to his balls, cupping them and then sliding his fingers up his shaft.
Wetness flooded her pussy. She seldom got to see stallions masturbate, and she found it incredibly hot.
But she didn't get to appreciate it for long. He lunged forward, shoving his face between her thighs. In a flash his lips and tongue were all over her pussy, kissing and slurping at her vulva and clitoris. The sudden contact sent a lighting flash of pleasure jolting through her, and she automatically rocked her hips forward into his muzzle. He followed up in a rush, pushing his thick tongue past her nether lips and probing forcefully into her slit. He was rough and insistent, plunging his tongue between her walls, stroking and shoving as if desert-thirsty for the nectars of her sex.
And oh, it felt so good! It was a shocking rush of sensation. Every bit of her pussy his tongue could reach was subjected to his assault. Warm saliva spilled across her thighs and splashed up toward the waist of her bunched up skirt, swiftly soaking her as he drooled like a rabid dog. Her eyes widened as she felt him begin to grunt and snort between her thighs, utterly absorbed by the taste of her pussy. Shining would go down on her if she asked, but it was clear he did not much relish it. But this stallion... in mere moments he had turned her pussy into a quivering, eager mess, his wild enthusiasm feeding back into her own pleasure, raising her to sharp heights of delight.
Gazing down his back she saw his hips jerking as he masturbated into her panties. Her own breath hitched in her throat as thrills of pleasure raced up her spine. This was insane! He was a stranger and Shiny had stepped out for only a moment, but the experience reawakened memories of the days when she took new partners every night. The delicious spice of exploring a new body, each partner fresh in the way they reacted to her as she reacted to them. As much as she loved Shiny, she missed those experiences.
She could hardly believe how quickly she was racing toward a climax. The guard rooted between her thighs like a hog searching out truffles, mercilessly shoving his muzzle against her, his tongue like a python seeking to make its lair in her womb. Each hungry grunt sent a jolt of excitement spearing through her. At this point she knew the drool soaking her thighs was as much her own lascivious drippings as his saliva.
She panted, her stomach fluttering as she felt herself closing in on her orgasm. But just as the border of ecstasy seemed almost in reach he abruptly reared back onto his knees, strings of her wetness spilling down his chin. She saw his cock jerk in his grasp and he cried out as his own climax hit him. He crushed her panties to the head of his cock as a creamy white wave of cum erupted from him. She stared wide-eyed as it jetted into the fabric and then spilled from between his fingers. Her pussy tingled in frustration, missing the stimulation of his mouth, but she eagerly drank in the sight of more thick spurts of semen erupting from his shaft as he rubbed her panties all over his pulsing flare. His cream drizzled out onto the pearly carpet, which fortunately camouflaged the spatterings.
He gasped, tottering on his knees as his balls emptied spurt after spurt of his load into her panties until they were an unrecognizable sloppy rag.
She heard the sound of a key turning in the lock of the suite's door.
“Shiny's back!” she gasped, panic flooding through her. She leaped to her hooves and smoothed her skirt down over her dripping thighs, jumping to interpose herself between the door and the guard.
The door opened and Shiny walked in, newspaper in hand. “I'm back dear,” he announced, then did a double take as he noticed the guard behind Cadance. His brow furrowed. “Wha—”
The guard leaned out from behind Cadance. “Sir! We received reports of pegasus paparazzi flying around this hotel.”
Shiny's eyebrows shot up. He rushed past the back of the sofa, making a beeline straight to the balcony where he searched the skies for suspicious fliers.
The guard yanked up his slacks and quickly buckled his belt. His cock was only starting to soften, leaving a noticeable damp bulge. Cadance caught her breath, feeling she'd dodged a bullet and turned around to look after Shiny on the balcony. The guard knelt behind her and lifted her left hoof, then her right. Too late she realized what he was doing.
His hands slid rapidly up her legs, pulling her panties back onto her. They were utterly befouled with an almost oatmeal-thick load of cum. Light streaks of semen were left on her legs as he pulled them up, and then his hands reached her waist under her skirt, pulling the waistband tight as he dragged the filthy panties into her crotch. She gasped as she felt the semen slop kiss up against her pussy and then the fabric tightened mercilessly, squeezing the slime past the lips of her pussy and up the crease of her ass to lick at her anus. Some of it went squirting down her thighs as flesh and fabric forced it out. The waistband of her panties snapped against her as he let go and stepped back.
“I'll keep you posted, sir,” he announced, and then walked out of the suite.
Cadance stood stunned, caught in a rush of sensations. His semen coated her crotch, a hot steamy mess sliding against her tender flesh. He'd spewed an enormous load, and she could feel pockets of it trickling up in between her pussy lips. Her body gave a terrific shudder as a raw wave of lust rolled over her at the feel of stallion cream filling her panties and soaking her flesh.
Shiny turned back toward her. “Well, I guess there's nothing to be done about it. Say, it's a beautiful day out there, why don't we take a walk?”
“Su... sure,” she said. She took a tentative step, and the slime massed in her panties shifted and trickled against her crotch. Her pussy spasmed, nearly bringing her to her knees.
Shiny came up to her. “Let's show those paparazzi what a beautiful wife I have at my side,” he said as he took her arm and walked her to the door.
She strolled down the streets of Manehattan with her husband, window shopping and enjoying the town. And every step was a torment, her semen filled panties embracing her crotch in a wet, tropical fever. The stallion slime licked against her obscenely, enflaming her pussy with every step she took. The guard had left her just short of orgasm and now her pussy was constantly quivering, her desperation kept at a peak by the feel of his slippery cum sliding against her most intimate places.
Shiny seemed not to notice her occasional stumbles and shivers. She was increasingly tempted to duck into a rest room stall and finger herself to climax.
“Hey honey, how about a smoothie?” Shining asked. There was a street stall across the way with a bit of a line—the warmth of the sun seemed to have brought out a mid-morning thirst in ponies.
“That sounds great,” she said automatically.
“Wait right here,” he said. “Strawberry, right?”
She smiled. “You know me well, dear.”
He had scarcely taken a stride toward the stall when a unicorn of the Guard cleared his throat beside her.
She jumped, heart suddenly racing. “Yes?” she said as she turned to him.
He held up another of the Cumdumpster Princess passes to her.
For an instant the world spun around her. She gave a quick glance around, then grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him into an adjacent alley, far enough back to be concealed beyond a large dumpster. She insisted to herself she would never have acted like this but for the constant torment of the cum-filled panties.
“Oh shit, it's for real,” he said, eyes wide.
Her pussy was quivering in anticipation, and she could barely think straight. This was the relief she needed, right? “How do you want to fuck me?” she asked, startled by her own whorish words.
He gulped. “From behind,” he said.
She turned to face the wall, spreading her legs and shoving her rump out. He probably liked asses, she thought. Her tail flagged up, advertising her body's eagerness. He dragged her skirt up onto her rump, and then yanked her panties down mid-thigh. The sudden feeling of exposure sent a hard shiver up her spine.
“Holy shit,” he said as he saw the cum-slimed panties and the slick mess that covered her pussy and ass. “You really are a total slut!”
He must think she had already been used by a dozen stallions to have left such a mess. “No, it's not like—” she started to explain, looking over her shoulder.
He'd unbuckled and unzipped his slacks in a flash and she saw his cock, a beautiful pink shaft already standing tall. Her mouth began to water.
He moved in and pressed the head against her slime-glazed slit. A hot rush of need shook her and she felt her pussy convulse and wink against the warmth of it. Then he pushed forward, sinking inside her and she felt her knees grow weak. Raw pleasure surged within her as her tender walls parted around him. She needed this, oh how she needed this!
He set his hands on her hips and began thrusting. The gates of paradise opened in her, the intense cravings that had plagued her at last being properly seen to. The motion of his cock against her walls sent shockwaves of pleasure shooting through her thighs. He shoved into her with a rough eagerness that sent her soaring. This was a cock that wasn't Shiny's, a cock her pussy did not know, and the feeling of it impressing its shape into her flesh made her giddy with desire.
He shifted his hands from her hips, sliding them up under her blouse and over her trembling stomach. She fumbled at the buttons in a sudden frenzy to be free of the constricting garment as well as to prevent any damage from his rough groping. She shrugged out of it and the jacket, setting them on the mercifully clean edge of the dumpster. His hands swarmed up to her breasts, shoving under her bra. She unhooked it—she should never have bothered with it to begin with! If the day continued like this it would only get in the way!—and tossed it into the dumpster. He lipped at the back of her neck while his hands cupped her full breasts and teased her hard nipples, setting her to pant as electrifying pleasure rolled through her.
The slime-laden panties had already left her in a state of frenzied arousal, so it did not take long for the luscious feel of his cock inside her to send her rocketing to climax. She felt his flare swelling as he responded to her pussy's sopping-wet eagerness. It shoved against her walls, ravaging her nerves with lighting strikes of pleasure. Her legs trembled and she tossed her head back as the sensations boiled up within her, and then erupted in an explosion of ecstasy.
Her juices sprayed past his shaft, spattering pavement and the wall in front of her. She sagged against him, leaving him to hold her up with one arm across her belly even as the other squeezed at her breast. The alley felt like it was spinning as she came, the bursts of pleasure shuddering through her body even as he kept thrusting, his cock mercilessly punishing her spasming cunt with relentless stimulation.
His thrusts kept her in a high of pleasure, the hard shaft filling her and triggering cascades of orgasms. She raised one weak hand to her mouth to keep herself from shrieking as the powerful surges raced through her body. Her juices spattered in hot streams down her legs, pattering against the ground like rain.
Having the Princess of Love—no, the Princess of Cumdumpsters, that was what she was!—shuddering in ecstasy around his cock soon brought the guard to his own limits. He slammed up against her rump urgently and she could feel his flare widen even further within her. A moment later he grunted, and the shaft throbbed inside her, unleashing a hot wave of cum. The thick stream shot deep between her walls, painting her deepest recesses with his seed. She gasped, dizzy as a fresh flash of ecstasy crackled through her soaking groin. Her folds quivered around him and squeezed, milking him for more of that exquisite liquid. He shoved as deep as he could, holding her tight as more spurts poured inside her, rocking her with uncoordinated little shoves and thrusts as his climax worked its way through him.
The pulses gradually faded, and then he pulled out, all too suddenly. She gave a faint yelp as the thickness left her, pussy spasming and squeezing for a cock no longer present. He yanked her panties back up her legs, the clammy wet fabric sealing around her crotch. He gave her rump a friendly little slap and then pulled his own pants back up. “Much appreciated,” he said, and sauntered off.
She reeled for a moment, catching her breath, then quickly put her blouse and jacket back on. Her nipples rubbed up against the fabric, but she thought the jacket would keep it from being too obvious that she'd discarded her bra. Still a little wobbly, she walked out of the alley as nonchalantly as she could manage.
“Oh, Cady, there you are,” Shiny said. He handed her a strawberry smoothie. “Where did you run off to, my love?”
A thick river of cum slipped from her pussy and spilled into the crotch of her panties.
“Ah, um... there was a stray cat I tried to follow down the alley. She looked hungry, but I lost track of her.”
“Aww,” Shiny said. “Poor pussy.”
“Poor pussy indeed.”
Four other stallions made use of her before she and Shiny found their way to Saddle Row for their afternoon appointment at Rarity For You to pick up the dress she meant to wear to the opera tonight. One had even interrupted her lunch with Shiny, forcing her to hastily excuse herself (“He needs emergency advice on a romantic matter!”) to be railed hard in the restaurant's rest room. Each time they'd presented her with one of Chrysalis's passes she'd been jolted with alarm and a flash of anger, tempted to refuse continuing this farce. Yet in spite of her reservations her body seemed more than willing to betray her, thrilling to the touch of each new guard in spite of herself. In fact, the more she evaded her husband and brought another stallion to orgasm, the more turned on she found herself. There was a ravenous beast of lust kept bound within her, and it was breaking its chains with each encounter.
A pair of guards were waiting for them as they reached Rarity For You, a stallion and a mare. “We just wanted to be sure you had appropriate protection through your visit,” the stallion said.
Shiny rolled his eyes. “In Manehattan? Not exactly the most dangerous town. Anyway I thought I made it clear this was an informal visit and to make no fuss.”
“Yes sir, of course sir,” said the mare as she held the door open. The guards followed them into the shop.
“Is that why I've seen so many guards this morning? Are you keeping an eye on us?”
“I hope they haven't been getting underhoof, sir.”
Shiny gave a snort of annoyance. Cadance eyed the guards with her own suspicions, but a moment later the manager of the establishment, a bob-maned mare in a cute sailor-inspired outfit rushed up.
“Welcome, Princess. I'm Coco Pommel. We have your dress ready; would you like to try it on?” She ushered Cadance toward the back of the shop where a short curtained corridor led to several curtained fitting rooms. The two guards followed along as Sassy guided her.
“Where are you two going?” Shiny called after them.
“Just making sure the fitting rooms are secure,” the stallion said.
“We don't want any nasty recording devices or peepholes,” the mare added.
Coco harrumphed. “I assure you there are no such things in this establishment.”
“It's just standard royalty procedure,” the mare continued. “Don't take it personally.”
“Fine,” Shiny groused from beyond the curtains.
Coco frowned. “I'll go fetch the dress,” she said, leaving Cadance with the two guards.
Cadance felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine. She was not surprised as a moment later the guards presented her with their cumdumpster passes. “I hear these have pretty great value,” the stallion said softly.
“Is that so?” Cadance glanced at the mare. “You too?”
“Is there a problem?” she asked. “Mares have urges too, you know.”
Cadance arched an eyebrow. “Oh do I ever. I hope I prove satisfactory.”
The mare grinned and dropped to her knees in front of Cadance. “Let's inspect the goods,” she said, lifting up Cadance's skirt. She balked a moment later as she saw the cum encrusted panties plastered to Cadance's crotch. “Oh dear,” she said, “what a mess.” She grimaced and hooked her fingers in the waistband, dragging the soiled garment down and off Cadence's hooves entirely. She held it up in one hand, muzzle crinkled up with distaste even as a thick strand of cum drizzled off it. The raw stench licked across Cadance's nostrils. The mare flicked the filthy panties into the corner of the changing room, under the bench. “Best not put those back on, Princess; you'll get a rash.”
Meanwhile the stallion had unzipped his slacks exposed his own shaft, pink mottled with brown patches. It was on the slender side, but longer than average, and growing longer as it hardened. Cadance felt her mouth watering. She'd already been fucked so many times, but the more she was used the more turned on she got. There was a certain thrill in spotting guards and wondering if they held a pass, and if she'd soon be made to service them. And another thrill, even more perverted and shameful, in doing so under the nose of her husband. The prospect of being caught was terrifying, but every moment of having a stranger's cock inside her while her husband was obliviously around the corner or in a neighboring room sent pure shockwaves of bliss shuddering through her.
Already her pussy was quivering with anticipation. An obscene mix of her wetness and the slime of previous ejaculations oozed down one thigh.
Coco swept the booth's curtain open. “Here we go,” she said, displaying the sheer red dress for Cadance. The stallion turned to face one corner as if carefully inspecting for peepholes, hiding his shaft from her line of sight.
Coco glanced at the guards and then hung the dress on a hook. “Try it on whenever you're ready. Just give a call if you need anything.” She ducked back out, drawing the curtains shut.
Cadance would have paused to admire the dress, but in an instant the guardsmare was on her, pulling off Cadance's jacket and unbuttoning her top even as she stripped her own uniform off. The stallion kicked off his slacks and faced her, his cock standing tall. As soon as her top was off, he took her hand and brought it to his cock.
She wrapped her fingers around the warm column of flesh, gently stroking up its length and tracing her way across the head, where a bead of his pre welled up underneath her touch. Behind her, the mare unhooked her skirt so it dropped to the floor. Cadance automatically stepped out of the circle of fabric, letting the mare pick it up to join the rest of her clothing on one edge of the bench. She brought her hand back down the shaft, luxuriating in the feel of his warm cock throbbing against her palm. She grinned at him. “So, what do you want me to do with this—” she said, just as the guardsmare took her by the shoulders and spun her around. The mare shoved her lips against Cadance's mouth, her tongue roughly invading the surprised alicorn. She pressed her breasts to Cadance, her hard nipples rubbing up against Cadance's own, her breath spilling into alicorn throat. The stallion ran his hands along Cadance's hips and pressed up against her back, shifting his hips and working his erection into the crease of her rump until the warm shaft lay alongside the dock of her tail.
The mare broke from the kiss, settling one hand on the back of Cadance's head and drawing her face down to the mare's breasts. Cadance obediently nuzzled in, licking at the mare's nipples and bringing her hands up to caress her breasts as she tasted her body. But soon the mare moved her hands to Cadance's shoulders, pulling her down as she slowly sat down on the edge of the bench. Cadance's lips dragged across the guardsmare's stomach and navel. The stallion held onto her hips, preventing her from dropping comfortably to all fours, so instead she was awkwardly bent off balance, her face shoving toward the mare's crotch as she grabbed onto the mare's rump.
“That's it,” the mare breathed. Cadance's face pressed into her crotch, and the musk of horny mare-cunt filled her nostrils. The mare parted her thighs, sliding Cadances muzzle straight against her slick vulva. “Now eat me out like you haven't had a meal for a week,” she said.
At her rump her tail was flagging up, making space for the stallion to sandwich his cock against her own pussy and anus. She quivered, her pussy suddenly squirting a spatter of her juices against the hard shaft pressing into it. The stallion whickered softly, and she rocked her hips, rubbing eagerly along his length, the touch of his hard flesh gliding against her nether lips sending ravenous thrills rushing through her body.
He drew his cock downward, dragging the head across the mound of her anus and then her pussy, teasing her with it. Her pussy spasmed into a wink, her clitoris squeezing itself hungrily up against his flesh, and then he was pressing forward and driving inside her.
Melting bursts of pleasure shuddered through her. She moaned, the sound muffled by the mare's pussy up against her lips, but the mare was unsympathetic to the swoon-worthy rush of pleasure Cadance was coping with. “I'm waiting,” she said.
Obediently Cadance parted her lips and started licking. The taste of the other mare filled her mouth, an intimate tangy musk that made her salivate the more it covered her tongue. She started zig-zagging her tongue along the mare's lips, spelling out “DON”T TELL SHINY,” teasing her with the unpredictable flicks of her tongue. But the mare wasn't impressed. “Get serious,” she growled softly.
Cadance was a little offended that her efforts weren't appreciated, but she understood well enough. With a touch of malice she lunged her tongue between the mare's pussy lips, shoving deeply and burying that organ in the steaming wet walls. The raw taste of pussy soaked into Cadance's tongue.
The mare bucked her cunt up into Cadance's face, sighing with approval and straining to be ravaged even harder. Cadance recalled the stallion who had begun her day with his brutish oral attack, and knew she needed to learn by his example. She writhed her tongue inside the mare and opened her mouth wide, shoving her teeth against the other's flesh as she pressed into her.
Meanwhile, her hips trembled as the stallion's cock probed her own pussy's depths. It was a hot pole inside her, throbbing and stirring up the cum residue still pooled inside her with each luxurious thrust. The sweet slide of his cock inside her tended to her lust with its outpouring of sensations, filling her exquisitely.
But just as she began to settle into the rhythmic surges of delight he drew back, farther than usual, too far, in fact! The head of his cock reached the lips of her pussy and then pulled free, leaving her quivering flesh cheated. Hot strands of her juices dripped from him to the carpet. Her pussy clenched at the emptiness, seeking the return of that wonderful cock in vain.
A moment later she felt the warm head of his shaft kissing up against her anus. It pressed at her entrance, harder and harder. She jerked her head up. “Wha—” she started to object, but the mare shoved her nose back down between her thighs.
His cock pushed relentlessly at her, slowly forcing its way against the ring of muscle. It was slick with her juices and his own oozings, and though she instinctively tried to squeeze herself shut against it, she felt the hard shaft prying her sphincter open. Once it began to make progress her defenses crumbled, and his cock shoved inside her anus in a rush. Automatically she squeezed tight against the intruder, but it only encouraged him and made his cock swell up further inside her.
She floundered between the two guards, her senses swamped in the dual assault. The stallion began thrusting, probing deeply in her rump, filling her with his shaft while her face was spattered with the mare's wetness and the thick warm smell of her sex pressed to her muzzle. Her pussy cried out for the attention it had enjoyed before, but at the same time the intrusion of that cock in her ass sent perversely hot thrills racing along her nerves. Anal was Shiny's kink, something special she did with him, the place no other stallion had explored (almost true, barring a little experimentation in the pre-Shiny days.) And now there was a stranger claiming her ass, a cock that wasn't Shiny's sharing in those secret delights.
Shiny's voice cracked out from the store. “How long can it take to investigate a changing booth?”
The guard stallion called back cheerfully, his cock pistoning in her ass with undiminished force. “Just checking the other booths, sir. Can't be too careful! I think your wife is changing now.”
Cadance almost sputtered into the mare's pussy at the lie.
“Perhaps you'd like to peruse our tie collection while you wait,” Coco said.
Greedy, shameful lust surged in her body. The sound of her husband's voice discussing ties with Coco filtered to her ears even as she felt the guard's cock probing so wonderfully deep under her tail and even as she slurped up the earthy taste of the mare's juices. Just a few short yards away as he obliviously considered the relative merits of blue stripes over orange stripes, his wife was fucking this pair of strangers, and it sent her pulse racing with a forbidden cocktail of fear and lust. Every nerve was electrified by her wicked secret. She thrust one hand down to her pussy, savagely digging her fingers into her dripping snatch and making herself quake with the bursts of pleasure.
The mare stroked Cadance's horn with one hand while the other shifted to the back of her head, pressing her insistently into her quim. The sopping wet passage almost sucked her tongue inside, marinating it in her raw juices. Her thighs trembled against Cadance's cheeks, and squirts of wetness spattered against Cadance's teeth.
“Hey Cady,” Shiny called over to her, “do you think I'd look better with a blue tie or an orange one?”
Cadance struggled free of the mare's pussy, pushing back against the pressure of the mare's hand behind her head. “Blue always looks so nice on you, dear,” she called back. Wetness dripped off her chin and spattered to the bench. The miasma of the mare's sex filled her nostrils, and an instant later the mare grabbed onto her ears and yanked her face back into her crotch.
What response he made, if any, was lost to her as she became overwhelmed by the immediate needs of her body and the bodies of the two guards. The stallion's cock shoved far into her anus, his flare pushing hard against her walls, brutally massaging her. It throbbed and pounded demandingly, using her relentlessly. At her mouth the mare's pussy shuddered as well, her belly quivering as her breath grew ragged while Cadance forced wave after wave of pleasure to surge in her loins. And Cadance mauled her own pussy, frenziedly shoving her fingers against her slick walls and jolting with each lightning burst of sensation she sent sizzling through her thighs.
“How are we doing in here...” Coco's voice broke off. Cadance twisted her head just enough to look up from the corner of her eye and see the manager's face framed in the curtain slit, eyes suddenly wide and jaw dropping.
The stallion shifted, twisting Cadance's hips just enough to give Coco a better view as he slowly withdrew his cock from the clutching ring of Cadance's pink anus and then lunged forward once again.
Adrenaline punched through her veins like fire as she fell into panic. She'd been caught! She shook, mewling into the mare's pussy, her thoughts a shambles, seeking a way to explain this and utterly incapable of even beginning.
And yet her fingers kept working over her pussy, shamelessly chasing her ecstasy even in front of Coco. Every nerve of her body was electrified, and being caught did nothing to stop her from straining for the primal explosion she craved. If anything, Coco's discovery was only enflaming her urges.
Coco swept into the small booth, clutching the curtain closed with one hand behind her, watching speechlessly.
Logic and sense screamed in Cadance's mind to scramble away from the guards, wrestle some words of excuse, they were just helping her with her bra, and, and she tripped, and, and....
Her fingers slid against her clitoris, savagely wringing a hard burst of pleasure from her. Wetness spattered onto the carpet. She wasn't going to explain this. She wasn't going to explain any of this. She was going to cum.
“How does she look?” Shiny's voice called out.
Coco gulped. “She... she looks great,” she said, voice quavering uncertainly.
The mare suddenly arched her back, a tiny grunt escaping from her throat as her crotch bucked up against Cadance's mouth. Then she folded forward, almost impaling herself on Cadance's horn, both hands shifting to the back of Cadance's head even as her legs suddenly swung up to cross over Cadance's neck and imprison her face against the suddenly gushing pussy that confronted the alicorn. Hot ribbons of marecum sprayed into Cadance's mouth as the mare jerked and shuddered in ecstasy.
“Can I have a look?” Shining asked.
“Now now,” Coco said, her voice recovering slightly, “you wouldn't want to spoil the surprise for tonight, would you?”
Cadance's own orgasm felt tantalizingly close as the mare came against her lips. She crammed fingers into her pussy, hips quivering as sharp surges of pleasure shot through her groin. The stallion too seemed on the brink, his rhythm suddenly disintegrating into urgent shoves and jabs. She stretched one finger back to feel his hard, slimy shaft as it slid in and out of the rim of her anus. Deep inside she felt his flare careening against the walls of her passage, plugging deep inside.
Her wings gave a spasmodic flap, batting against Coco, and for an instant the world went white as her pussy detonated with pure ecstasy. The excruciating tension of her need released into an explosion of sweet, sweet delight, every nerve in her clitoris thundering in joyous sensation. Her pussy spasmed and sprayed her wetness heedlessly, each convulsive quake of ecstasy sending her racing into the next.
Far up her ass, she felt a sudden hot gout erupt into her. The stallion was cumming too! The thick torrent of sperm jetted against her passage and poured even deeper within her, reaching places Shiny's own anal ejaculations had never managed to plumb. The stallion pumped more and more, his hard twitches and pulses of orgasm filling her with an obscene lake of semen that invaded every nook and cranny of her gut. All the while she was cumming too, her body racked deliciously with spasm upon spasm of pleasure.
The world spun and lurched dizzyingly around her as she let her body luxuriate in each burst of ecstasy. The rushes of orgasm stampeded through her, satisfying a deep need that must have been building for months. Her pussy flowered, welcoming each electrifying thrill that sated her lust in a wave of pleasure. She panted, her tongue plastered against the mare's pussy as her orgasms spilled through her and gradually released her to a warm afterglow of fulfillment.
After a minute, the stallion pulled out, squeezing a last drizzle of semen against the pucker of her anus. Cadance dropped to the carpet, sprawling awkwardly, not yet able to stand. Dully she looked up toward Coco, who still had one hand behind her holding the curtains shut; but the other had hiked up her skirt and was now deep in her panties.
The red dress hung undisturbed on its peg on the wall.
Coco gave a strangled yelp and whipped her hand out of her crotch. She went to Cadance and helped her get up even as the two guards calmly dressed. She led her by the curtain and used it to wipe down the spatterings of marecum on Cadance's face and chest. The guards went out into the corridor for the changing rooms and then past the other curtain into the main store while Cadance recovered and got dressed herself, following the guardsmare's advice to abandon the ruined panties under the bench.
When she and Coco returned to the shop floor, Coco smiled at Shiny and said “Everything looks great. I'll finish up the alterations and have it delivered to your hotel room.” She winked at Cadance. “Don't worry, I have a great eye for fitting.”
As Cadance and Shiny exited the store, arm in arm, the guards moved to follow, only to have Coco grab them both. “Let's discuss changing room hanky-panky. If you're up to it, let's be sure any back-doors are secured against anything naughty as hard as possible.”
Soon after a sign announcing “Sorry, stepped out. Back in 30 minutes” appeared in the front door.
The orchestral strains of Carmare filled the hall. Shiny and Cadance sat next to each other in the luxuriously padded high backed chairs of their private box overlooking the stage. At the start of the opera a spotlight had been aimed on them to show off the illustrious attendees in the Royal Box to the audience, and Cadance had waved, looking sleek in her lovely red dress, low cut in the chest and high in the waist. Coco had not been lying about her eye as apparently seeing Cadance naked was all it had taken for her to insure the fit was perfect.
Now the opera was well underway, the booth and audience cloaked in shadows while the drama unfolded on stage. And she'd only had to elbow Shiny in the ribs once when he started humming along with the melody as he tended to do with Bizneigh and a few other composers.
She'd not been accosted by any other guards on the way to the opera, in contrast to her afternoon which had been a thrilling and terrifying carnival of encounters after the dress fitting, from the hedge maze she and Shiny had gotten split up in to the ice cream stand they'd visited. Somehow she'd managed to fulfill her pass-compelled duties without Shiny's awareness, and it had been all too enjoyable. Ditching her panties had been the smartest decision of the day.
The event-free dinner and stroll to the opera house made her think the last of Chrysalis's “half a dozen” (more like three times that number!) cumdumpster passes had finally been spent. She was starting to relax in relief that the ordeal seemed to be over, although honestly a part of her was tinged with regret that no more guard surprises were in store.
The music swelled as Carmare sang on the stage. Someone tapped her on the right shoulder, opposite Shiny. She looked and saw a hand holding another of the passes.
A jolt of surprise shot through her, and she felt her heart suddenly pounding. As calmly as she could she leaned over to Shiny. “I have to visit the ladies' room,” she murmured in his ear.
He nodded and she stood up, straightening her dress and moving behind her chair. A large guardstallion stood in the space behind the chairs, grinning at her in the dim light. He courteously drew aside the heavy curtain at the back of the booth so she could exit to the better-lit hallway that provided access to the boxes. She stepped out and he followed, hooves silent on the carpet.
Four more guardstallions and a guardsmare waited in the hall. They all held up passes for her.
She gulped. “Um. All of you...” Six ponies at once was a bit much.
“That's right,” said the big stallion. He loosed the cord at the waist of her dress.
“S-so where should we...”
“Right here.” He drew up the dress, pulling it over her shoulders. The fabric swept across her face. She had not worn a bra because of how low the front of the dress was, and she had not worn panties because of, well, the possibility of this. She stood naked in front of the guardsponies. They looked at her with lust-filled eyes, their gaze sweeping over her figure. She shifted her weight to stand hipshot, showing off a sexy pose in response.
The Royal Box was at the end of the hall. Ponies weren't likely to come this far, though if someone in a neighboring box decided they needed to step out and use the rest rooms she would be at risk of discovery.
Her nerves buzzed with an electric thrill.
The big stallion wadded up her dress and shoved it under the curtain of the booth. “You wouldn't want us to get any mess on it, now, would you?” he said.
The other guards were stripping down themselves. The guardsmare stepped up to her and set her hands on Cadance's breasts, stroking and squeezing. Cadance felt her nipples swiftly growing erect, then wet as the mare's lips descended upon them. Meanwhile her gaze was met with the eye-candy of the naked stallions and their erect cocks surrounding her.
The big stallion stood back and watched as the others crowded around her, his heavy charcoal grey cock slowly pulsing. From time to time he gave it a stroke, or slid his hand down to caress his equally impressive balls.
The mare let herself be elbowed aside and Cadance was confronted with a bluish-grey stallion. He looked nervous, but set his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees so that his cock reared before her chest, the tip already glistening as his pre oozed forth. Her nostrils flared as she took in its meaty musk, a rapturous scent that made her shiver in anticipation. He gulped and then groped at her breasts. He shoved his cock between them and pressed them against it, hips suddenly thrusting as he used her chest to masturbate himself. It was warm against her chest, and she could feel each twitch and throb. She looked down, watching the head rear up between her breasts, the hole of his urethra gaping and spilling his pre liberally to slicken her flesh with each thrust. She planted kisses on it as it rose toward her lips, occasionally darting forth to slurp it into her mouth, making him snort and shudder as the sensations overwhelmed him.
The other stallions demanded attention as well, guiding her hands to stroke and squeeze their cocks and drawing her mouth away from the first stallion to suck on them as well. She shifted between them, her mouth continuously tasting one, then another hard shaft, then another as she tried to juggle between them and keep each rampant stud satisfied. Behind her another stallion knelt, lining his cock up to her pussy and letting her juices drizzle onto it before unceremoniously shoving it inside her. She swayed as the sudden rush of pleasure crashed into her.
The first stallion soon reached his climax, surprising her with a fountain of semen that splashed up her neck and under her jaw. It spilled back down her breasts, thick white trails pouring down to glaze her with his seed and drip off her nipples.
Music leaked into the hallway from behind the box's curtain. Dimly she heard Shiny humming along again and almost snapped at him over it.
Then everything became a haze of sucking and fucking in the hallway. The mare scissored her, steaming pussy crushing against Cadance's slit until both their juices sprayed across their thighs. The stallions took her repeatedly, finishing in her pussy only to bring their cum-slathered cocks to her lips for a fresh round in her mouth or vice versa. But the big stallion held back through all of it, watching her being fucked as he gently stroked himself. His own wetness drooled from him and was worked into his flesh, making his cock glisten and shine like a silvery treasure. She eyed it when she had the chance, feeling more and more vexed at being denied it. At one point the studs drove her to her own climax, but her eyes remained fixed jealously on that cock as the surges of orgasm racked her.
When the furious onslaught lapsed at last, stallions panting tiredly as they sprawled on the newly stained carpet and the mare kindly licking the worst streaks of cum from Cadance's sweat-dampened face, the big stallion helped her back to her hooves. She eyed his stiff cock tiredly, but still with anticipation. But he only drew back the box's curtain for her to enter.
And then he followed in right behind her, letting the curtain fall behind him.
She almost yelped as he grabbed her by the waist and pushed his massive shaft between her thighs, sliding it along the cum-drizzling lips of her pussy. Her heart raced in excitement and she spread her legs, obliviously straddling her crumpled dress on the floor.
The flat head of his cock pressed up against her vulva, and then shoved inside, driving her pussy walls apart as he slowly but relentlessly entered her. A tidal wave of pleasure rushed through her body, ever mounting as the longed-for cock drove deeper inside. She sagged forward, grabbing onto the high back of her chair and resting the top of her chest against it.
Shiny looked up to where her head poked over the chair beside him. “Oh, hi honey. You took so long I was starting to worry.”
She glanced down at her husband. The stallion's cock filled her, an exquisite heavy and solid mass imprinting its shape into her quivering folds. She felt him bottom out, his belly pressing up against her rump and wildly flagged tail, and a sudden burst of her juices sprayed free, soaking her thighs.
“Shining Armor, you should know better than to question a lady about how long she takes in the rest room,” she said, barely keeping her voice steady.
“Sorry dear,” Shiny laughed. The stallion held still a moment, enjoying the feel of her steaming, slick pussy embracing his thickness. Then he began to thrust.
Cadance's jaw quivered as the sensations exploded through her. Lightning jolts of pleasure rocketed through her thighs, the slide of the stallion's fat cock against her walls throwing her into a mind-numbing storm of ecstasy. Her pussy convulsed around the intruder, welcoming its every thrust and twitch, drooling her lustful juices all over it. She was stark naked, being fucked by a cock that honestly outclassed her husband's in every way, and he sat right beside her without the slightest idea any of it was happening.
Cadance threw her hips back to meet the stallion's thrusts, letting her body ride the surging pleasure. She was already racing toward orgasm, and if Shiny were to look over the back of his chair right now, she wouldn't be able to stop... no, she wouldn't even slow down.
“Hey Cady, did you try out a new perfume today?” Shiny suddenly asked. She met his eyes as he looked up at her. What was he talking about? She hadn't worn any new perfume... but she had been doused in spurt after spurt of cum. How badly was the stench of stallion seed clinging to her?
“It's... Eau d'...étalon...” she improvised. “Do you like it?”
The stallion slid one hand around her belly, reaching the other to squeeze and stroke one breast. Her wings flared out, her body tensing with erotic need. Her wetness drizzled down his shaft every time he pulled back, spattering his heavy balls and spilling to the floor.
Shiny crinkled his nose. “It's a little strong.”
“Oh!” Cadance said as she felt the stallion's flare suddenly swelling deep inside. “I'll have to be more careful with it.”
The music swelled, the opera nearing its climax. The stallion slid his hand from her breast down to her shuddering pussy, fingering her hard clitoris. Another surge of her juices came cascading down her thighs, and she barely closed her throat against a shriek. His heavy breath raced across the back of her neck. Each of his thrusts rocked her, slapping her hanging breasts up against the back of the chair. She could feel his massive cock twitching inside her, the intensity of his own pleasure made manifest in each shuddering motion of his shaft. His flare was now fully mushroomed out and ravaging her walls without mercy, drowning his sensitive nerves in the silken touch of her depths.
She teetered on the brink, waves of hungry pleasure racing through her body, her pussy craving the seed in the stallion's fat balls.
And then he gave it to her.
He shoved up against her, and she felt the sudden heat of his cum jetting deeply inside. The first squirt was a firehose torrent blasting into her womb. Ecstasy exploded between her thighs, and she came so hard she cried out. Luckily on stage Carmare had just been stabbed and plenty of audience members also cried out as the actors emoted for all they were worth.
She nearly swooned, her own marecum churning around his cock and splashing out of her. His semen surged and poured into her, pulse after pulse erupting until it too overflowed and drizzled down her legs. Her pleasure peaked over and over as he drained himself thoroughly, and she leaned on the chair back woozily until his thrusting and spurting finally came to a halt.
With a fond little nuzzle to the back of her neck, he pulled out then, before she was ready. The shock of it jolted her, and she nearly fell, a cascade of his cum pouring from her gaping pussy.
As quick as that he ducked out of the box, leaving her naked and quivering. Through ragged force of will she brought herself back into focus, though it took a moment. She needed to get dressed!
Her dress was crumpled on the floor, between her legs, drenched in semen and marecum.
She had no choice. Quickly she pulled it on. The reek of “Eau d'Etalon”— “stallion waters” billowed around her. The wet fabric clung tight to her figure, showing off the curve of her breasts and the shape of her nipples, her navel and the curve of her rump.
She moved around to her seat and sat down beside Shiny. He stared at her, eyes goggling. “What happened?!”
“Water pressure problem with the bathroom sink,” she said.
He gulped. “It's, uhh, pretty revealing.”
One more round of fucking would make her pass out. Still, she leaned in with a wicked grin. “Turned on? Wanna do it? Right here in the box?”
He froze, then laughed nervously. “We'd never get away with something like that! Besides, we made love last night. Give a guy time to recover, honey.”
On returning to their suite, Cadance showered for what seemed an hour and fell into bed dead-tired. But later, something roused her from sleep and she slipped from next to the slumbering Shiny. Out in the suite's living room she discovered half a dozen of the batpony Night Guard perched on her balcony, gently tapping the sliding door.
She cracked it open, frowning. What was this?
The leader of the group held out a handful of passes to her. “We, uh, were told you honored these....”
She took them, her brow furrowing as she stared. The passes were handmade copies, made by somepony who had clearly seen one of Chrysalis's originals and then tried to recreate it from memory.
She frowned. “These are obvious fakes,” Cadance said. "There's only one 'p' in 'cumdumpster.'"
A batpony mare elbowed the leader in the side. “Told you it wouldn't work,” she murmured in his ear.
Cadance glanced down, noting the bulge in his uniform slacks. Rude of Chrysalis to make a big deal of rewarding the guards and then forgetting the Night Guard. Her gaze slid across the handsome, sleek figures of the other batponies. They sagged with disappointment.
She took a moment and studied the passes again. “Oh!” she said brightly. "My mistake. These are perfectly valid." She slid the door wide, inviting the batponies inside. "But you'll have to be quiet. My husband needs his beauty sleep.”
