Stud Training

by Ebonyglow

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance
Length: 6670

Butterscotch had been getting a bit more personal with some of his friends as of late, and it seems that Rainbow Dash now wants a piece of the action.

Butterscotch never saw himself as quite the stud, but as of late he had been finding himself in more...amorous situations with his friends. Getting it on with three of his friends so far wasn't exactly something he had ever expected to do, let alone also knocking them up in the process, but alas it seemed he had a habit of getting into such situations.

Of course, word was to inevitably spread amongst the remainder of his friends about his capabilities in bed, but he never expected Rainbow Dash of all ponies to approach him on the matter. Always blunt and to the point, she was quick to make her intentions known, and with Butterscotch having such a wondrous mare before him, he wouldn't dare say no.

Rainbow was always the more smug and confident of the two, but with their newfound connection, he'll teach her he lives up to the nickname she gave him.

A collab with Nookprint! You can check out the NSFW piece for the story over on his page! Cover art and in story art was also done by him! Check out both his accounts @nookprint and @nookprintnsfw (spicy third pic on there!)

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Story Contains: A flustered Butterscotch, lots of breeding, friendship really being magic, and a herd forming right before a stud's naive, shy eyes.

Published 2024-04-14 22:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2024-04-14 22:00:02 UTC

A Dash of Boldness

Butterscotch grumbled to himself, his senses coming to him as he stirred awake. The faint chirping of birds echoed in his ears as his eyes slowly opened, the bright sun forcing him to squint and blink rapidly. As his vision adjusted, he looked around at the room surrounding him. A faint blur shrouded his eyesight, the grogginess of an early morning sundering the extent of his senses at first. Even still, the aching of his limbs was apparent as he slowly stretched himself out, finding his foreleg brushing against something soft.

His vision finally fully cleared as he turned his attention to the side, finding Rarity soundly asleep beside him. Her chest rose and fell with each soft breath she took, a content smile spread across her muzzle as she was soundly asleep. She looked at peace, but her appearance spoke of the events from the prior night. Her mane was rather disheveled, her fur matted with sweat, and some makeup she had carefully put on the day before was smudged. Though, as he looked around, Butterscotch took note that it wasn’t only Rarity that was a mess—in all honesty, the entirety of the boutique’s bedroom was too.

Sighing softly, Butterscotch felt a twinge of discomfort in his legs, a physical reminder of the previous day's unexpected turn. What had been meant to be a simple, straightforward pet check-up on Opal had turned to an absolutely intense night of passion. He hadn’t come over with the intention of rutting his friend, but it seemed neither she nor him could handle themselves last night. With Rarity’s plump rump and ample rack so casually on display as they had been chatting, and the hard-on he had gotten from the sight of them, their rut had seemed destined to happen.

Glancing down, Butterscotch took note of the dried seed on himself and the sheets around him. Pouting his lips, he trailed his gaze down Rarity’s form. A pool of cum was beside her, strings of his seed dripping from her snatch. It was clear that in his carnal fury last night he had pumped her womb full at least a few times. He couldn't remember how many rounds they had gone, but the evidence was there for him to plainly see. A part of him was worried about having knocked her up, but being he had already pumped a foal into Pinkie Pie and Twilight at this point, having a third friend carrying his progeny wasn’t that concerning. Suboptimal, perhaps, but ultimately expected at this point with his and his friends’ lack of self control.

Cursing his lack of self restraint, Butterscotch carefully rose from Rarity’s bed. He didn’t want to wake her, seeing her slumbering ever so peacefully, but he also couldn’t spend what could possibly be hours laying in bed waiting for her to wake up. Lifting the elegant, and now very stained, covers off of him, scrunching his muzzle as the amorous scent of their mutual embrace remained on them, he carefully slipped off the side of the bed. The smell of sex permeated the air, and seemingly him, a fragrant mix of butterscotch, perfume, and some other more exotic elements. He could already feel his stallionhood begin to throb beneath him, flashes of the passion he had savored last night cycling through his mind like a taunting carousel of lecherous delights.

He was in desperate need of a shower, but hesitated to use Rarity’s. Leaving her to wake up in bed alone was rude enough, using her shower whilst she wasn’t aware certainly wouldn’t help either. Taking carefully measured steps, he slowly and quietly inched his way towards the bedroom door. Perhaps he’d leave a note, telling Rarity thank you for the lovely night and that he didn’t wake her out of respect for her sleep, but that could come after he figured out how to wash up.

“Leaving so soon, darling?”

Or it could happen now.

Glancing over his shoulder, Butterscotch spotted Rarity. Sitting up in her bed, she rubbed her eyes and let out a soft, adorable yawn. She shook her head, wrestling herself from her grogginess, stretching her limbs out and wincing as the same aching sensation that had struck Butterscotch also met her.

“S-sorry! You looked so comfortable sleeping I didn’t want to bother you!” He chuckled nervously. “Hope you aren’t mad…”

“It’s not a problem, dear. Though I must say, after the way you absolutely ravaged me yesterday, treating me like such a lady feels a touch jarring.” She chuckled lightly, shooting him a playful wink. “Not that I’m complaining~”

A blush spread itself across Butterscotch’s muzzle. “R-right…hehe…”

Rarity raised a brow, peering around her room. “My word…we did cause quite the mess yesterday.” Looking over herself, she let out a sigh. “And I’m quite the mess too!”

“I was going to ask to use your shower if you woke up…” Butterscotch showed off his own disheveled fur. “I’m not all too clean myself.”

Rarity pursed her lip, a devious flicker in her eyes. “Are you inviting me to join you?~”

“I…erm…” Butterscotch gulped, shying away. “S-sure?”

With surprising speed, Rarity hopped out of her bed. Flicking her mane behind her, she sniffed the air, her tail partially flagging itself as the aroma met her senses. “Oh my…perhaps you’d be a dear and help me clean up in here after?”

Butterscotch watched as she began to waltz over towards him, accentuating her steps to sway her hips side to side in a tantalizing fashion. He felt his length begin to throb, hardening at an alarming rate as more flashes from yesterday filled his imagination. His friends were hot, Rarity being no exception to that rule, and the sultry act she was starting to put on was getting him all kinds of worked up.

“A-after we clean up?” he stammered, tensing with pleasure as he felt magic shroud his stallionhood.

Stepping up before him, Rarity leaned forward, breathing hot air on his ear. The feeling made him shudder with a mixture of delight and pleasure, the magical grip she had on his length beginning to stroke him slowly. Her tail was fully flagged, swishing above her generous rump like a metronome, enthralling him in visions of what lay beneath it, just out of view. Those ample flanks, those plump tits, that taut pucker, and that ever so pleasurable marehood.

“No, no, my big, handsome stud~” she cooed, bringing her lips right up against his ear. “After round two~”

Shutting his door behind him, Butterscotch let out a sigh of relief. An early morning second round of rutting with Rarity had started his day, followed by a shower, another rutting, a second shower, and finally the two had to split ways. She had a picnic with the others to attend to, which left Butterscotch free to handle his chores for the day. Taking care of his animals, some spring cleaning, and a much needed lunch—but now he was finally free to go about his day as he pleased.

He could only assume the picnic his friends had was certainly done by now, so the first item on his freetime agenda was to find them and catch up. He could only assume they’d be at Twilight’s castle, and so, ensuring his front door was locked shut, he peacefully hummed to himself and began trotting on his merry way.

Blissfully unaware of the small cloud descending behind him, a familiar, scratchy voice echoed in his ears, causing him to jump.

“Long day, buddy?”

The telltale sound of Rainbow’s voice was unmissable, and from the tone she carried, mischief was on her mind. Butterscotch was no stranger to her teasing, and he could only imagine what she was scheming in that mind of hers.

“O-Oh! Hey, Rainbow Dash! I was just heading out to find you and the girls?” he stammered, shying away from her. Company was wanted, but the pegasus’ sudden appearance caused his composure to falter. “B-busy day?”

A cheeky snicker escaped Rainbow, as she raised her brows at him. “So, I heard you had another ‘late night visit’ to Rarity’s, huh Studinator?”

The remark caught him off guard, both because she had so bluntly called him out on last night’s shenanigans, more than likely thanks to Rarity’s signature gossiping during the lunch they had all had, and because of the telltale nickname she had been using on him for quite some time now.

“S-She just needed my help with Opal!” he exclaimed, turning away from her as a blush filled his cheeks. “...And can you please stop calling me that!”

“Hey, I’m not the one busy rutting his friends, am I?” Rainbow furthered, unrelenting with her playful teasing. “From what she told us, you were pretty awesome in bed.”

Butterscotch shielded his eyes with his wings, as if doing so would magically make the conversation divert from the course it was taking. “I-It was nothing! I just helped her out!”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Riiiiight, and the stories Twilight and Pinkie told us about you pumping them full of foals were also just ‘nothing’”

As if his wings were helping him in any way, Butterscotch pressed them against his face further. “I…I…”

A raspy cackle sounded out behind him, as Rainbow reeled back on her cloud. “Bahahaha! C’mon ‘Studinator’, you don’t gotta always be so shy! They really went into how good you were!”

“They did?” Butterscotch asked, peering out from behind his wings.

Rainbow playfully nudged him in the shoulder, nodding her head. “Heck yea they did! Which brings me to something that’s been on my mind for a bit…”

Seemingly hearing her change of tone, Butterscotch raised a brow. He knew Rainbow well, ever since the two were foals, but he had never heard this tone of voice from her. It wasn’t mischievous, nor was it teasing, but rather…sultry? For a moment he thought maybe his flustered state was messing with his hearing, but, peering behind himself, he froze.

Laying on her cloud, with her rump facing him, was Rainbow Dash. Her tail was flagged, giving him a full view of everything she had to offer. From her tight, toned ass, the faintest outline of a pussy peeking out beneath, and even her taut, muscular frame, it was a sight that made him salivate. He had always found her cute in an athletic sense, but seeing her like this was a whole new ballpark.

His wings instantly spread themselves at his sides, sweat ran down his face, and the crimson hue dancing across his muzzle deepend further. He couldn’t help but turn fully, his eyes lasering in on the wonder presented before him.

“Ya know…I wouldn’t mind getting mounted by a stud myself….”

Never could he in his wildest dreams fathom Rainbow Dash making such a move. Sure, she was bold, but acting lewd and tempting studs wasn’t her business at all. She was always so smug, never giving most stallions the time of day bar the occasional rut during her estrus cycles, but here she was, presenting herself to him in all of her glory.

Her tone flanks shimmered with sweat, firm yet just as tantalizing as Rarity’s or any of his other friends. It was a jarring difference from the others. Where they had soft, plump rumps, her ass was built up with muscle, yet even with his novice eye Butterscotch knew there was some jiggle they could afford. The glistening of sweat that shimmered off of them gave her asscheeks a sheen that only highlighted their curves all the more. It was a perfect rump, one shaped through hard work and determination, yet had the firmness that reflected Rainbow’s nature perfectly.

Yet what lay between those enamoring cheeks of hers was what was truly getting Butterscotch worked up. Her ponut, glistening with a sheen of sweat laid before his eyes like a beacon that called to his deepest desires. Thoughts of the pleasures it might offer raced through his mind, and he felt a familiar stirring between his legs. He had caught glimpses of her ponut in the past, but with it presented to him now, he finally could appreciate it fully.

But the sights didn’t stop there. Resting below it was a view that countless Wonderbolts fans would kill to get. Rainbow’s marehood was drenched in her own lust, a line of arousal dripping down from it. Every few seconds it winked at him, telling him all he needed to know of her thinly shrouded arousal she tried to hide with her smug facade. She wanted him, her body wanted him, and her snatch’s winking was a clear indicator of her true intentions. He hadn’t a clue just how incredible rutting her there might be, but the prospect of plowing her senseless like his other friends, and inevitably knocking her up just like them, sent his instincts screaming.

“W-What are you doing?!” he exclaimed.

Rainbow glanced behind her shoulder, swishing her tail over her rump. “I’ve heard it from Twi, then Pinkie, and now Rarity. If you’re really as awesome as they say, I gotta see it for myself!” She shied away, a blush breaking through her confident act. “Plus…I’ve kinda wanted to try this out with you for a long time…”

Butterscotch blinked wildly, unsure if he was hearing things. “W-What?”

“Scotch, you took me to our flight school’s prom!” Rainbow grumbled, rolling her eyes. “Seeing you in that suit, and catching you glimpsing at my flank all night…” She slammed her face into the cloud, groaning. “Ugh…I told Rarity I’d be bad at this.”

The break in her demeanor caught Butterscotch’s attention, pulling attention from her presented goods and to her face. “Hang on, what’s going on?”

“Really?!” Rainbow boomed, scrunching her muzzle. “Isn’t it obvious?”

Her outburst caused Butterscotch to stumble back. “No! It’s not! I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

Rainbow went to speak, stopping herself short as she pulled away. Butterscotch could see her discomfort, the way her eyes were darting around as she ran thoughts through her mind. She wasn’t like this often, but he knew the telltale signs of her being nervous. He knew her well enough, and something was eating at her.

“Rainbow, please, what’s going on?” He tried to shy away the lustful thoughts in his mind. “First you show yourself off so boldly, which, I’m not complaining about, but now you’re all mixed up!”

“It’s…” Rainbow hesitated, letting out a long sigh. “Ah buck it! It’s cause I like you, okay?!”

The admittance took Butterscotch by surprise, filling his mind with countless questions. She liked him? Like, like liked him? For how long? When did it start? Was he that oblivious? Had he been neglecting her emotions for years? How did he not notice? It was a constant flow of questions that made his gut churn with uncertainty. He was flattered by it, and he wasn’t even the slightest bit opposed to the prospect, but with his lustful ideas clashing with his sudden romantic implications, he couldn’t get a clear thought across.

“And it isn’t just me! It’s all the girls!”

And now it just got worse.

“P-Pardon?”

Rainbow’s facade had crumbled entirely at this point, her blush clear as day as she now seemed like the one that wished she could vanish into thin air. “Dude, come on! Really? Half of us have fucked you as is! We’ve all given you hints! Half our talks nowadays are how oblivious you are to it all!” She groaned again, facehoofing. “Rarity told me this would be the best way for all of us to finally tell you, saying I was the one ‘bold’ enough to do it, but now I’m just embarrassed and worked up…”

“Okay, okay, hang on…” Butterscotch started, raising his hooves before him. “Firstly, I like you too! All you girls are amazing! You’re all pretty, charming, and amazing in your own ways!”

Rainbow hesitantly glanced over at him. Her expression softened slightly, though still racked with embarrassment. “Really…?”

“Yes! Agh! How have I not noticed you all doing it!” He groaned, rubbing his face in his hooves. “I’d be more than happy to be with any of you! B-But now you all like me?! How am I supposed to cho-”

“A herd, doofus.”

Butterscotch’s ear flicked at the word. Everypony knew what a herd was, but they weren’t all too common. Though sometimes one stud simply caught the attention of multiple mares, and rarely did all those mares agree with the notion of sharing said stud. It wasn’t taboo, but it was certainly something he’d never see himself getting roped into—though he wasn’t opposed to the notion either.

“A…herd? With all of you?”

Almost like an act of magic, Rainbow’s flustered state quickly reshaped back into her usual, smug one. From her reaction, he could only assume she had caught onto his interest, and as her snatch gave yet another enthusiastic wink, he realized the ball was entirely back in her court.

“Yeah~” she cooed, shooting him a wink, this time with her eyes, not her lower lips. “We discussed it, and it only makes sense! Plus, you’ve already rutted three of us senseless, and pumped a foal into ‘em.”

“You can stop emphasizing that point,” Butterscotch grumbled.

Rainbow snickered, raising a brow at him. “Why? It’s hot! And it’s what I want you to do to me right here, right now.”

Butterscotch found his eyes drifting back to focusing on her nethers, and seeing her spreading her legs even further apart, emphasizing her rump and goods even more, he struggled to compose himself. He may be shy, but when it came to his lust, he was an absolute animal—at least that’s what Rarity called him. Knowing all five of his friends wanted him, both romantically and lustfully, did give him an unfamiliar boost in his ego. Five of the most wanted mares in all of Equestria, literal heroes of the entire world, craved him. Rainbow’s back and forth demeanor did send him for a whirl, but one thing was for sure. She wanted him, and he’d be happy to sate that desire.

Pulling together all the bravado and confidence he rarely utilized, Butterscotch smirked. “A herd does sound fun, but that does mean I’ve got to add you to it~”

Rainbow’s tail flicked excitedly above her rump. “Oh? Since when were you confident! C’mon, big guy, actions speak louder than words." She laid down on the cloud entirely, preparing herself for what was to inevitably come. “So make me scream~”

Butterscotch didn’t need to be told twice. Rarity’s romp in the morning had left him drained, but with his energy renewed all he wanted was to indulge in even more pleasure. Right before him, Rainbow Dash, a mare countless studs could only dream of rutting, was demanding him to make her scream with sheer bliss.

And he was going to do exactly that.

Trotting forward, his eyes glued to Dash’s plot, he reared onto his hindlegs. Slapping his lengthy cock right between her buns, Butterscotch felt himself shudder with delight as she jumped with surprise. The yelp that left her was adorable, but as she turned back to look at him, he could feel her lust burning through her gaze. Her tone cheeks bounced subtly from his sudden movement, giving them a small bit of pleasurable jiggle as his dick nestled itself comfortably atop her back, resting itself perfectly between them.

Dash let out a second gasp, looking back as she gauged his true size. The way his length rested against her made her heart race, feeling every throb his member gave in tune with his heartbeat. She knew he was hung, having caught a few glimpses of it herself in the past, but feeling it on her own flesh was something else. He was packing, with a shaft long and thick enough to make her lower lips quiver. The fact he could even reach over her rear to rest it between her cheeks, showcasing its sheer girth, only added onto the excitement building inside her core.

"Holy buck, Scotch," Rainbow breathed softly. "You really are huge..." Her eyes widened, feeling him grind slowly against her backside, the tip of her tail twitching in response.

"Usually the others aren't able to take all of it..." he admitted, an uncommon, smug chuckle escaping him.

Dash's eyes sparkled with anticipation, licking her lips in response before pressing her rump back against him. The act made her flank wobble a portion, teasing his cock gently.

"Well, you haven't fucked me yet," she teased.

Butterscotch smirked, reaching out with his forelegs to grab hold of each of Rainbow's flanks. His grip wasn't too rough, but he held on tightly, pulling himself back slightly. He could feel the muscle beneath them, a testament to her fitness and unique shape. The feeling of her cheeks rubbing against him made him shudder, many a dream he’d had of squeezing them finally being fulfilled. They were taut, but with the slightest touch of softness, and as he rubbed his length against the ample flesh of her cheeks, he couldn't help but relish in the sensations. He was already leaking precum at the tip of his length, the sticky fluid dripping onto her coat. He could feel her shudder in his grip, clearly enjoying every moment of his attention, and the knowledge that he was making her feel this wet drove him wild inside.

"S-stop teasing me and just mount me!" Dash demanded.

He could hear it in her tone, a mixture of lust and frustration. He couldn't blame her; he was feeling just as worked up. The sight of her athletic frame and firm, muscular build were a stark contrast to the soft and supple curves of the others. It was exciting in a new, exhilarating way, and the prospect of rutting a mare with such a confident, smug personality as hers only made his cock throb harder.

With one more push from Rainbow's rear, the tip of Butterscotch's cock found itself resting at the entrance of her snatch. The heat emanating from it was overwhelming, he had intended to tease her further, to finally give her a taste of her own medicine, but it seemed Rainbow had plans of her own. Ever one to jump the gun, and certainly one to not think before acting often, she pushed against him with all her strength. With her sudden motion, Butterscotch couldn’t fend off her advance, the tip of his cock pressing against her lips for a moment before it slipped inside her. The feeling was like no other, the sensation of Rainbow's pussy gripping onto him as if it were a glove made just for him was intoxicating. It was a different sort of pleasure, one he'd never experienced before. His friends were tight, but had plenty of finesse, yet Rainbow was tighter and sacrificed finesse for speed and intensity. Her snatch was tight, firm, and almost unwavering in the way it clenched down, already intent on siphoning him of every last drop of seed he could afford. It was so much that his legs nearly collapsed from under him, but somehow, he kept his posture.

Dash let a sharp, bliss-filled squeak slip from her as Butterscotch's dick filled her snatch. Her body shivered from the sensation, her hindlegs trembling and spasming from the sheer influx of pleasure. It felt incredible, better than she expected, better than she could have dreamed, and the feeling of him stretching her walls apart sent a rush up her spine. She was no slouch when it came to size, but Butterscotch was something else. His dick was so big she thought she'd never get accustomed to it—but she never wanted to get too used to something this good.

For Butterscotch, he found himself already lost in the moment entirely. The way Rainbow Dash's pussy clenched down onto him was like none other he had encountered before, a true reflection of her nature and personality. She was tighter than the others, so much so he wondered if he'd be able to move without having to fight to move himself from her. Yet, the softness her cheeks provided him was a familiar comfort from rutting the others. He was fixated on it, as she truly wasn't completely soft like the others, but that firm texture was a new level of enjoyment, one he hadn't even known existed. He had become accustomed to the plush, pillowy rumps Twilight, Pinkie, and Rarity had, but this new flavor of muscle filled his chest with butterflies.

"R-Rainbow! You’re so... so - nnngh - t-tight!" he moaned, pushing himself even deeper inside.

Dash's only response was the biting of her lips, trying to suppress the adorable noises threatening to escape from her. Her eyes closed shut, her breathing growing more erratic as Butterscotch slowly began moving back and forth. Curse her stubbornness and need to flaunt her toughness, because all she wanted to do right now is scream with pleasure. He was uncontestable, easily the biggest cock she had ever taken, and he was already living up to her friends’ claims and more. The subtle motions he was making within her, not even all out thrusting, was enough to begin crumbling her resolve.

The added romantic element of her rut only furthered the pleasure, and it was amounting to be enough to conquer her steeled resolve and toss her into the gallows of sheer bliss. There was a point where she realized there was no point in denying it. He was open to saying how phenomenal it all felt, so why not let herself cut loose a bit? From the feeling stirring within her body, she knew her stubbornness had allowed an orgasm to hastily brew within her, and as she finally relinquished her resistances a portion, it opened the floodgates of pleasure. She couldn't handle it anymore and just let loose, crying out as an orgasm ripped through her with such force she could feel it in her bones. Containing it within her only worsened it, accelerating her to a climax from the simple motions from Butterscotch alone, but the sheer pleasure that tunneled through her nerves made it worthwhile.

This was the quickest Butterscotch had seen any of the others cum, but the way Rainbow's walls tightened and released around the length of his cock as her juices squirted onto the cloud below them was proof enough she had enjoyed every inch. He couldn't believe how fast she had already orgasmed, but the feeling it caused was one he was all too familiar with. He could make the most firm mares scream with ease, making his other friends cum the quickest they ever had before too, but the speed in which he pushed Rainbow to the limit sent a surge of confidence into him.The trickle she made from her clenched walls traveled down along her inner thighs, dripping onto the cloud below them as she rode out the waves of her climax. They had barely even moved, but the mere feeling of his presence and size alone were apparently enough to already push her over the edge.

"Huff ~ You really are the quickest, Dash," Butterscotch chuckled playfully as he began slowly pulling out before thrusting back in, not relenting even as she endured her bliss.

The feeling was unlike anything Rainbow had imagined. His slow pace made it feel like he would tear her apart at any given moment, and as she opened her mouth to protest, she found herself moaning instead.

"S-shut up and... nnhgh! Keep going!" she exclaimed through gritted teeth. “I’m not done from just one time! C’mon! G-Give me your all!”

Typically when he made the others cum, they’d be tuckered out for a few minutes and pleasure him with their magic or mouths, but Dash wanted to keep going all out. Not having to take a breather was a welcome change, and he didn't hesitate to obey her demands. If she wanted to take his cock nonstop, through orgasm after orgasm, he was more than happy to indulge in this unique dynamic. Pulling out until only the tip remained inside, taunting her by waiting a few seconds, he slammed back into her with a force that made them both shiver. He began to plunge into her, pummeling her depths with carnal fury, and the sounds of their intimate rut began to fill the air beside them. He wasn't free from the pleasure himself, and the sensation of Rainbow's pussy squeezing down onto him was making him lose his composure. It really was like her body was trying to milk his seed from him, and it felt so good that all thoughts of restraint were thrown to the wind.

Time became but a forgotten element, minutes went by in a flash, as he felt and heard Rainbow cum time and time again. Her eyes rolled back, sweat ran down her form, and he himself was beginning to be lost in a miasma of unrelenting delight. Each thrust he gave was met with her throwing her ass back in tune with it, upping the pleasure they both braved by a magnitude. Her girly squeaks and lustful moans only funneled more drive into him, and his viscous groans and grunts fueled her desires. It was a perfect match, their dynamic switching from their usual nature in a wonderful blend that made for a truly unique rut. She was always so smug and teasing, yet here she was squealing and shuddering beneath his physical might. Meanwhile, he was always so demure, so hesitant, especially around her, yet he was fucking her senseless with carnal fury unlike anything she had experienced before.

Her ass bounced every time his hips crashed into them, adding a faint, but alluring visual to their embrace. Her ponut winked and begged to be taken next, each plunge into her cunt ushering it to clench down with its own need. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, pleasuring every last nerve his cock had, as it managed to take him to the hilt time and time again. He could feel himself reaching his own climax, and from the way Rainbow’s breaths were becoming ragged and heavy, she was close to the edge of her endurance. Each orgasm threw her deeper into bliss, but even a mare as fierce as her had a limit to the pleasures she could take.

Their motions became frantic, with Rainbow pressing back into every thrust he made with renewed vigor. Any sense of formality, of hesitation, and at this potion even rational thought was tossed into the wind as they both solely focused on each other. Every sensation that danced through their bodies was their focus, pleasuring their partner their purpose, and reaching their mutual limit as the absolute goal they both wanted to achieve. It was coming with haste, as Butterscotch and Dash both began to tense, their breathing so erratic to the point where drool leaked off their mouths.

“R-Rainbow, I…” Butterscotch groaned, his words faltering off as Dash’s snatch clenched down on him like a vice.

She knew what he was alluding to, and her body responded in turn, eager to achieve what it so dearly yearned for. She bit down onto the cloud before her, suppressing the flurry of moans that eagerly wished to escape her lips, yet she couldn’t contain it. She had to voice her wants, had to declare her intent, and most of all, she wanted to trickle the simple phrase that would certainly push Butterscotch beyond the limits of his endurance and pleasure both.

“T-this is the worst time you choose to be shy! Nnngh! Knock me up like you did t-the - haa - others!” she exclaimed, shuddering intensely as she was on the cusp of her final, and most intense, climax.

Her words were indeed the final nail in Butterscotch’s resolve’s coffin. Tensing up, he pulled back almost entirely, leaving the faintest amount of his tip within her depths. Steeling himself, feeling his balls hike up as they prepared to unleash, he slammed into her with one final thrust that contained every ounce of lust and strength he had within him. Her body lurched forward, her scream pierced the air and echoed all around, and her pussy held him within, refusing to yield until it had what is oh so dearly desired. His tip pressed against her womb, his nerves surged with explosive need, and hearing her scream, feeling her depths, and watching her tone flank move, he finally found his release.

Rope after rope of warm seed gushed into Rainbow’s depths, flooding her womb within the first few bursts of cum. It filled her to the brim, pouring out of her womb and painting the walls of her marehood white. Her depths were claimed, the sheer volume of seed within her guaranteeing a foal, yet the knowledge of such only elevated the pleasure that was dawning upon the two by an exponential margin. Butterscotch didn’t yield, cum flowing into his mate at a constant rate, so much so it began to gush out of her cunt, spilling onto the cloud below as his virility conquered her to her core.

His orgasm threw him into the gallows of utter bliss, engulfing him with a warm sensation that nearly made his legs give out. His balls churned with fertile essence, and he knew it was bestowing Rainbow with his foal. He wavered between reality and fantasy, the pleasure and knowledge of what was happening feeling straight out of a dream. His senses dulled, pleasure overriding them all as he was entirely consumed by the realm of fantasy he had thrust himself into. Yet he didn’t stop, even as his orgasm rode its course and his cum pooled from Rainbow’s depths, he continued to thrust.

Rainbow fared no better, if not worse. The orgasms she had endured from their rut thus far had been euphoric, but this final one, coupled with being flooded with molten cum and knocked up, truthfully eclipsed any climaxes she had ever endured in her entire life. Her nerves were alight with ecstatic euphoria, her hind legs twitching, and she threw her head back and let loose a pleasurable scream that even she never knew she was capable of. Words were impossible to form, her mouth only capable of senseless moaning and babbling, as she did her utmost to remain conscious through the ferocity of her mate.

They rode out their climaxes for what felt like a small eternity, minutes passing by as if they were hours, yet finally there was an end to the bliss. Basking in his afterglow, Butterscotch collapsed on top of Rainbow, his cock slipping out of her depths with an audible schlick, cum steadily pooling out of her marehood as the seal holding it within was broken. They both remained silent for a few moments, breathing gently and moaning as aftershocks of their pleasure ran through their bodies. Having a moment of clarity, not wanting to put too much weight on the smaller pony, Butterscotch rolled to the side, resting on his back right beside Rainbow on the cloud.

“T-That…was awesome…” Rainbow breathed, sighing softly. Glancing to her side, she smirked at Butterscotch. “Way to live up to the name, ‘Studinator’~”

Butterscotch couldn’t help but chuckle at the name, finding it more endearing now than embarrassing. “Heh…that means a lot coming from you.” He returned her smile, shooting her a wink. “You, uh, sure…me uh…you know…won’t mess with the Wonderbolts?”

“Oh, you mean pumping me full of a foal or two?~” Rainbow bluntly replied, earning a deep blush on Butterscotch’s muzzle. She laughed at his expression, rolling onto her back and giving a hearty chuckle. “Pffft! So much for that confidence you had!” She laid her head back, looking up to the sky above. “Nah, it won’t be an issue. Off season is a bit longer this year since they’re remodeling the training grounds. I’ve got a solid seven or so months of time to kill, plus the first few months when training does start are just training rookies so it’s super boring.” She shrugged. “Plus…with how good you are in bed? Totally worth it.”

Butterscotch felt his anxieties quell at her reply. She seemed more than happy with their new arrangement, and he certainly was as well, but from the slight twinkle of uncertainty in Rainbow’s eyes, he knew there was something else on her mind.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, wrapping a wing around her.

She leaned against him, cuddling him closely. “Heh…just, I guess this means it’s the start of your herd, huh? Feels…weird, but nice.”

“Is there something I should worry about?” Butterscotch asked, raising a brow. “Seems like you and the girls are gonna be happy with all this.”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Scotch.”

“No, seriously, what?” he replied, confused.

Rainbow shook her head, rolling her eyes once more. “You do know you’re gonna have all of us fighting to be your favorite, right?”

“Oh this is wonderful news, darling!” Rarity exclaimed, setting aside the dress she was working on. “I told Rainbow it’d work!”

Butterscotch rubbed the back of his head. “Hehe, yeah…sure did.” He raised a brow, tilting his head curiously. “How long did you all…y’know, want me?”

“Well nopony can exactly pin down how long, you know?” Rarity replied, magically placing a spool of thread onto a nearby shelf. “Rainbow was certainly the longest, and only recently did Applejack open up about her hidden feelings towards you. Truthfully, we all love each other and love you, so it worked out quite well!”

“So…what now?” Butterscotch asked.

Rarity rummaged through a chest near her bed, tossing out a collection of lingerie, toys, and more. “Well, which of us have you told?”

“Only you and Rainbow, but I was planning on telling Twilight and Pinkie next,” Butterscotch answered, watching her curiously.

Rarity chuckled, peeking out from the chest. “Only the mares you’ve railed into horny messes, hmm? How scandalous~”

“It’s not like that!” Butterscotch exclaimed, shying away. “J-Just, I should talk to Applejack a bit more personally before telling her about it too…”

“And by that you mean rut her into the mattress and knock her up too, don’t you?~”

“N-No!”

Rarity gave a hearty laugh, a glimpse of her own mischievous nature breaking through her more refined and elegant demeanor. However, her tone quickly shifted, as she eyed him lustfully. Swaying her hips, purposely flaunting her plump flanks and flagging her tail, she dove her muzzle back into the chest.

“Well, that’s lovely, dear, but there’s just one thing you need to know…”

Butterscotch lasered his focus on her fat flanks, slavering snatch, and tempting ponut, barely listening or paying attention to anything else she was doing. “A-And that would be?”

He didn’t notice the object she began to levitate out of the chest, blissfully unaware of it as he ogled her goods. Only when he heard a loud click and something wrap itself around his neck did he snap from his daze. Glancing down, a wonderfully bejeweled collar was firmly locked around his neck, and attached to it was a leash. Following the lead, he saw it led back to Rarity, who whirled around to face him. A naughty, lecherous glare met him, as she gnawed her lip with anticipation. Before he knew it, he was tugged forward with force, finding Rarity lunging forward and bringing him into a kiss.

They embraced for a few short seconds, stifled moans audible and tongues dancing against each other before pulling apart just as quick as they had connected. He stumbled backwards, flustered beyond comparison as he looked down at the mare that had so suddenly switched up her act. Leaning forward, Rarity shot him a wink, before bringing her muzzle next to his ear.

“I’m going to be your favorite, ‘Studinator’~”