Rebel Without a Clop

As evening fell over Ponyville, Pinkie Pie sproinged up her garden path with a broad smile. Any other time she returned from an out of town trip, her mind would be full of thoughts of Cheese Sandwich’s perfect dick, how frustrating it was to be denied it even for an hour, and all the fun holes she’d have him shove that thing into, once the lovers were reunited. But today she had something even more important on her mind — her son’s future! Pinkie was resolved to support Lil’ Cheese with his life choices, even if they were weird and bizarre choices like “not cumming,” and she had the perfect idea for how to help him!

It’s just as well that Pinkie hadn’t been thinking of her husband’s dick, for it was already being used. As the cheerful pink mare bounced through her front door she saw Spoiled Milk and Diamond Tiara kneeling before her husband’s easy chair, worshipping Cheese’s raging erection as he read the evening newspaper.

“Oh, hi, sweetie,” Cheese smiled casually at his wife. “These two sluts were just giving me a ‘tip’ after another successful divorceaversary party.” He reached out and gently stroked Diamond’s mane as her mother gripped her head in her hooves and shoved her daughter’s throat onto the party planner’s cock, pushing it down to the base. “There you are, Diamond, take it all the way down, just like your mommy does.”

“Oh, that’s cool,” Pinkie chattered, hardly paying attention to her husband at all. “Say, honey bun, where’s that cute pink cock cage I got for you, way back when?”

Cheese Sandwich nervously chuckled as two eager mares hungrily worked over his quite un-caged junk. “Pinkie, I thought we agreed that wasn’t fun for either of us.”

“Yeah, but I’ve got to be a good mother, and support Lil’ Cheese while he does No Nut November! I thought it over on the train, right after that weird fourth wall break, and I realized the only way to guarantee he doesn’t lose one drop of that seed is to lock him up tight!”

“Erm, Pinkie...”

Pinkie waggled her hoof at her indulgent husband. “Now, I know what you’re going to say, but it’s for his own good. We can’t let our son whine his way out of chastity. You and me have to be together on this!” The determined mare opened the door to the family’s sex closet and pushed her head inside the crowded space. Her fat backside swayed back and forth as she noisily searched through countless dildoes, collars, and flavours of lube.

Cheese Sandwich laughed awkwardly, even as he appreciated the chonky, wobbling view of what he considered to be the finest ass in Equestria. His veins throbbed under Spoiled Milk’s sizzling tongue as he felt a delicious climax begin to build. “I think it’s a bit late for any of that, Pinkie. Did Lil’ Cheese say he was doing No Nut?”

“Say it? He yelled it!”

“I don’t think he’s doing it anymore.” Cheese Sandwich chuckled and turned the page of his newspaper, as Spoiled Milk and Diamond Tiara each took oral control of one side of his flare and began to suckle eagerly. “Ooh, Princess Luna’s coming to town at the end of the month! You should make that crescent moon pie she likes.”

“Aha, I found it!” Pinkie backed her mighty dumptruck out of the closet and held up the tiny pink cage with a note of triumph. “Hrm, we might have to go one size up. He’s got 16 fat inches, after all.” She shrugged and bounced up the stairway towards her son’s bedroom. “Eh, I’m sure it’ll fit!”

At the top of the stairs, Pinkie found Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom sitting against the nearby wall. Muzzles were buried in borrowed cookbooks from Pinkie’s vast collection, and Sweetie Belle’s magical aura buzzed away between three twitching pairs of hind legs.

Scootaloo looked up from Pinkie’s cherished and highly “improved” copy of Baking with Cum. “Oh, hi, Mrs. Pie,” the tomboy mumbled in a bored tone, chomping on her chewing gum.

Pinkie frowned. “Scootaloo, if you think that book is boring, you’re reading it wrong. Say, what are you guys doing here, anyways?”

Oh, we came back from our camping trip and we heard there was a new dick in town, so we’re waiting in line to try it out. You don’t mind if we bang your son, right?

“Why would I mind?” Pinkie wondered. “What I mind is Cheezy keeping his bedroom door closed! What if there was a fire, or a yummy baking smell?” Pinkie Pie loudly pounded her hoof on the firmly shut door, hearing only grunts and squeals of pleasure in response.

“Cheesicherrychanga Diane Pie, you open this door right now!” she demanded. It sounds like he’s having his very first threeway! Pinkie thought to herself. Her heart pounded with maternal happiness and her quest to confine her son to chastity was instantly forgotten. I’ve got to get a picture for his baby album!

“Erm, Pinkie?” came Applejack’s voice from beside her. “I wouldn’t go in there if I was you. In fact, I ain’t lettin’ ya in.”

“What the hay, AJ? This is my hecking house—whoa, what happened to you?” Pinkie turned as her friend placed a firm hoof on her wither, and witnessed the unusual sight of Applejack’s hat cocked and askew, her mane dishevelled and sweaty, and her once delightfully firm barrel bloated as if she’d eaten a whole cart of apple pies.

“Well, Pinkie,” Applejack smiled with a pleasant memory, “what happened is, yer son done fucked the shit outta me.”

“Wow!” Pinkie grinned happily. Cheese had lost his virginity to her very best bestie, except for Twilight, and maybe Fluttershy! “That’s super neat! Tell me all about—”

“I ain’t done,” Applejack stated firmly, her hoof pressed against Pinkie’s mouth in a way that made Pinkie’s sloppy pink pussy gush submissively. “Yer son fucked me, an’ then he fucked mah wife,” she continued. “Ya with me so far?”

“Good, that’s good,” Pinkie nodded excitedly. She was glad she’d taken care to raise such a gentlecolt. Screwing only one of a married couple was no bueno!

“Then Lyra an’ Bon Bon showed up ta give Cheese their chocolate stars, an’ then Flurry Heart teleported in an’ asked him ta marry her—”

“She did what?” Pinkie gasped excitedly.

“She did WHAT?” came Cheese Sandwich’s voice from downstairs.

“—An’ then he fucked us all agin ta celebrate. Then Cheese an’ the Princess done consummated them nuptials so dang hard, she done caused a snowstorm two towns over.” Applejack paused for thought. “Lemme see, then Derpy an’ Cheerilee came in an’ started fightin’ over ’im, til Flurry tole ’em ta shut their muzzles an’ line up ta get their holes split open. I thought that was a bit rude, so I start tellin’ the Princess what’s what, an’ that’s when she shut the door on me.”

“That is rude!” Again Pinkie pounded on the door to her son’s bedroom. “Open up! Flurry Heaaart! We have to plan the wedding reception!”

“Pinkie.” Applejack stood before Lil’ Cheese’s door, pushing Pinkie Pie away once more. “Read mah cum covered lips: yer son don’t want ya in there.”

“B-but why not?” Lil’ Cheese had never said no to family time before! Did he not think his mommy was cool anymore?

“I’ll tell ya why not.” Applejack sighed as she realized that once again, she had to deliver the story’s moral.

“Pinkie, mah Dad was the best apple farmer Equestria’s ever seen. Dash’s folks was honest-ta-gosh superstar athletes, both o’ ’em. I tell ya, growin’ up ain’t easy when yer folks are already the best at whatever it is ya wanna do.”

“Oh, geeze... I never thought of it like that.” Pinkie Pie’s ire softened beneath her friend’s gentle chastisement. What would Pinkie have done if Papa Igneous and Mama Quartz had also been party planners? She would have probably become a doctor, or a spy with a cool hat, just to be different!

“Lil’ Cheese is more like his folks than ya’ll know,” Applejack assured the worried mother. “That colt loves makin’ ponies smile. An’ makin’ ’em cum.” Applejack grunted with satisfaction and a large dollop of semen dropped from her winking marehood onto the hallway floor. “More cummin’ than smilin’ at the moment, I do admit. An’ it’s cause he’s so much like you an’ Big Cheese, that Lil’ Cheese needs ta keep some distance. He can’t make his own path if yer standin’ too close behind him.”

“I-I think I understand,” Pinkie said sadly, yet with a brand new kind of happiness blooming in her heart. “I’ll give him his space, to pound all of the sluts he needs to pound.” She turned to head back down the stairs, then looked back at the smiling Applejack and the eagerly anticipating Cutie Mark Crusaders. “AJ, will you tell Lil’ Cheese... tell him that I’m proud of him?”

Applejack scoffed. “Tell ’im yerself, once he comes out... if he ever does.”

“Oh, Lil’ Cheese!” Derpy moaned. That young, vigorous cock of his felt so good plunging past her cervix and deep into her womb! “I think I’m in love!”

“I-I’m sorry, Ms. Hooves,” Lil’ Cheese stated sadly, stroking Derpy’s bubbly butt cheeks as he plowed deep into the hungry gash of his older neighbour. “You’re a very beautiful mare, but I’m afraid I’m happily married.”

“Oh, that doesn’t matter, I’m not picky!”

Growing up in a town full of gorgeous mares, Lil’ Cheese had naturally fantasized about each and every MILF who caught his teenaged eye and swelled his hyperactive dick. Now, slowly but surely, each and every one of those fantasies seemed to be coming true. In days past he’d eagerly volunteered to help the single mother next door with household chores and yard work, hoping to be repaid with an unguarded glimpse of the heavenly slit between Ms. Hooves’ chubby thighs. Now, he was experiencing that well used marehood firsthoof, stretching it tight around his cock and making Derpy feel like a young and blushing virgin once again.

Standing behind Cheese with their muzzles under his sweaty barrel were Lyra and Bon Bon, a couple united in love... and in the need to hungrily slobber over Cheese’s overtaxed and musky balls. To cap it off, Cheerilee, his former teacher, had shoved her muzzle up his ass and was educating his sensitive prostate with her wide, wet tongue. It all felt wonderful beyond his wildest dreams, but Lil’ Cheese couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy at performing such debauchery in front of Princess Flurry Heart, his sudden royal wife.

“Flurry, are you really sure this is OK?” Lil’ Cheese asked.

“Hrm?” Flurry Heart looked up from her supper of Rainbow Dash’s sperm leaking pussy. “Yeah, it’s fine, babe. Satisfy these peasants, and the ones waiting outside, and I’ll let you screw me again.” This is how Mum does it... right? she thought to herself, as she bent her neck again to taste the rainbow. Mmm, he tastes even better from somepony else’s pussy...

Satisfied at this assurance of his own fidelity, Lil’ Cheese continued making tender love to his next door neighbour, enjoying the plapping of her fat butt cheeks against his thighs, the greedy squeezing of her cunt upon his eager shaft. His orgasms were becoming further and further apart as his young cock got more and more use, and he’d already made Derpy cum once, with his own climax only now on the approach. He was constantly stiff (thanks to one of Flurry Heart’s useful spells), and with his new experience he now could last long enough within a mare to truly satisfy her.

Yet nutting still felt far too good... it was so hard to give up his own pleasure and focus entirely on the mare! He knew that soon he’d have to stop making excuses and retire into privacy with his new bride. Flurry Heart deserved his full attention, and all the sperm he’d produce for the rest of the month. Sperm he could vigorously unleash inside her without worrying about breaking his vow!

I’ll get started with No Nut November for real... Cheese Pie promised himself, even as his pleasure mounted yet again and his balls began to clench in Lyra and Bon Bon’s sucking mouths. Right after I help out these nice ladies. Ms. Hooves is our neighbour, after all, and Cheerilee was such a good teacher! They’ve always been so kind to me, it’s the least I can do...