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Strawberry Shake
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Surprise Party

Strawberry Shake

Shining Armor had never noticed how one of the ceiling tiles in the royal bedchambers was slightly smaller than the others.

"Mmmf... mmmff... mmmmfff... mmmf.."

He only remembered to look down at his wife when she pulled off his cock with a slurp, making eye contact with her and feigning a pleasured expression as he let out a little moan to punctuate the moment. Cadance batted her eyes seductively at him as she said, "Mmm, you like that baby?"

"Yeah, definitely," Shining Armor replied, and Cadance gave him a little smile, signaling she bought it. "Keep at it, Honey. You're the best," he encouraged her.

"Well, how could I refuse praise like that?" Cadance teased back before delivering a long lick up Shining Armor's big, dark cock before opening her muzzle and plunging back down on it.

Shining Armor just laid his head back, letting the sensations fill him. He could feel his wife's lips sliding down his cock. He could feel her tongue dragging up the underside of his shaft. He could feel the heat of her mouth, her wet saliva, her soft touch, even her hoof playing with his balls. But he didn't feel any pleasure. He had an erection, of course, afforded by the mechanics of what was happening, but it wasn't exactly backed up by arousal. And so Shining Armor stared at the ceiling, adrift on his thoughts while he got his cock sucked.

He felt like the problem had to be him. What stallion wouldn't jump at the chance to get a blowjob from his wife? But somehow, the blowjob just wasn't quite as good as the sum of its parts. It wasn't that he didn't think Cadance was pretty, because she certainly was. It wasn't that he didn't like her, because he did. Spending time with her was fine. So the problem had to be him. Maybe he'd taken too many shots between the hindlegs during his time in the Royal Guard, codpiece or no codpiece. Maybe he'd masturbated too much as a colt and ruined his sensitivity. Maybe his dick was too big and Cadance just couldn't managed to take all of him. He knew there was some merit to that idea; Cadance nearly fainted when she saw how hung he was on their wedding night, and it took her a while to get used to him in the bedroom. Being tremendously well-endowed was nice when you were walking through the Royal Guard locker room, but perhaps not so nice when you were a mare expected to take such a prodigious schlong up your snatch regularly.

Deep down, though, Shining Armor knew that wasn't it. He didn't want to admit the truth, but after weeks, months, perhaps even years, of trying to avoid it, of forced moans and fantasies about cheerleaders and royal harems to get him off, he couldn't deny what was right in front of him: Cadance was bad at blowjobs. Worse, even; Cadance was bad at sex.

Shining Armor's chest puffed with a sigh that he managed to feign as a sigh of pleasure while his wife eagerly went down on him, but all he felt was the wet sucking motions on his dick without any of the thrill. It had been a thrill once upon a time, when they were teenagers breaking the rules and having premarital sex. When he was a virgin and his penis didn't know any better, any pussy would have felt like the gateway to the heavens, and the fact that any mare at all, let alone one as pretty as prestigious as Cadance, was willing to put his dick in her mouth was the culmination of all of his adolescent fantasies. But he wasn't a nervous colt anymore, and even if he'd never had sex with another mare, he knew it wasn't supposed to feel like this; boring, bothersome, a chore he had to complete in order to sustain his marriage.

He always assumed that, since Cadance was the Princess of Love, that would mean she'd be a beast in the bedroom. But now as a stallion, Shining Armor knew that love and sex were not the same thing, not by a long shot. If anything, Cadance's ideals of love interfered with their sex life together. She liked dates and flowers, romance and poetry, rose petals leading up the stairs and tender lovemaking filled with sweet kisses and whispers of sweeter nothings. It was difficult to explain to ther that sometimes, Shining Armor just wanted to fuck her.

He knew he should say something. He knew he should communicate his feelings clearly to his wife so that they could resolve their issues. But the middle of an attempted blowjob didn't quite seem like the time. So he sat there, feeling his cock getting sucked and little else, until Cadance pulled off once more, batting his eyes at him sweetly. "Are you ready, love?"

Shining Armor looked down at her with a handsome smile and gave the reply he knew she wanted to hear. "Very, my love."

The pink alicorn slid up his body, delivering a sweet, passionate kiss on his lips before moaning to him, "Oh, Shining! Take me!" The way she said it made it sound like she was in one of her soap operas or romance novels that she binged in her downtime.

Shining Armor began to oblige, moving around her, getting behind her to mount her. It was a position Shining always liked; powerful, dominant, rough, the position of a stallion breeding his mare in heat, animal and instinctive, letting him watch as his cock plunged into the plump rump of the mare below while she moaned into the pillow, his balls free to swing and smack her clit. But as his cock prodded her butt, Cadance interrupted. "Ah ah ah, Shiny," she said playfully. "You wouldn't treat your wife like some common mare in a Manehattan brothel, would you?"

"Of course not," Shining Armor had to reply. With her legs in his hooves, he flipped her over and laid himself on top of her, kissing at her neck while she gasped gently. Missionary it was. Again.

By now, Shining Armor's body could perform the act on autopilot. His flare found his wife's entrance with deep familiarity, plunging inside with a practiced stroke. "Oh, Shiny!" Cadance gasped, wrapping her forelegs around his neck and holding him tightly as he began to pump inside of her.

Shining Armor closed his eyes as he felt his wife's pussy squeeze around his cock. He knew the exact rhythm to thrust, the right way to angle himself forward so that his pelvis would press into her clitoris as he buried himself into her, taking it slowly but firmly, letting her adjust to his massive size without being too forceful. Cadance moaned and gasped beneath him, and Shining Armor just thrust, performing the act like a ritual. "Yeah, you like that? You love my dick, don't you?" he moaned back to her, hoping to prompt a bit of dirty talk. It wasn't the kind of thing stallions said in the romance novels, but perhaps Shining Armor could at least earn some praise for his big dick, like the mares in the porno films he watched. He always loved the way those slutty mares just worshiped a hung stallion, and couldn't help but imagine the kind of treatment a guy like him would get. He was a lot bigger than any of the studs in the movies, after all.

But Cadance didn't take the bait, keeping things firmly rooted in the realm of romance. "Oh, yes! I love you, Shining Armor! I love you!"

Shining Armor put aside his frustration as he continued to thrust, building up force, pumping his hips deliberately into her, impaling her on his cock as he smothered her with his body. "I love you, Cadance," he moaned back to her, knowing it was just what she needed.

Her cries grew louder and louder until they were shrieks of pleasure as his wife's orgasm built more and more toward a powerful climax. Shining Armor wished that stallions could fake orgasms. But he just had to shut his eyes and focus. He let his mind wander to the pornos, to the image of him seated on a throne with three or maybe four scantily clad mares each taking turns sucking his cock, begging for the chance to do so, praising his cock, worshiping his cock, loving his cock and moaning about how massive it was. He could feel his shaft gripped by his wife's vagina, clenched and squeezing on his meat as he thrust inside of her, and at least he had the benefit of biology on his side. A mare's vagina on some level was made to bring a stallion's penis to orgasm, and Shining Armor felt the mechanics of physical pleasure working on his stallionhood, stroking him and milking him while his imagination roamed. He'd line all of his harem mares up and mount them all from behind, one by one, like a real stud.

"Nnnnng! Haahhh...!" Shining Armor gasped when orgasm finally came, and he felt his ejaculation begin inside of his wife. There was pleasure, of course, but there was also a deep relief. The act was over, and he'd fulfilled his duty. They were trying for a foal, after all.

Shining Armor rolled off of Cadance and back into bed, catching his breath as his shaft softened. Cadance laid herself overtop him, her head on his chest and her hoof wrapped around his body, gazing up at him sweetly. "Oh, Shining..." she cooed. He just smiled at her. At least she was satisfied. But she leaned up, giving him a peck on the cheek as she said, "Aren't you a lucky stallion? You're getting more action than ever now that we're trying for a foal. And you get to do it all over again tomorrow night."

"Yeah," Shining Armor replied, looking back up at the ceiling. "I'm the luckiest stallion in the world."

It was then he realized that there were actually two tiles that were smaller than the others on the bedchamber ceiling.

Shining Armor didn't think he'd be so relieved to hear that he and his wife were taking a trip to Ponyville to visit Twilight, since normally that means they'd have to stop their train of nightly sex romps for the sake of discretion. "You sure you won't mind? I hate to leave my stallion pent-up, but I don't know if I could look Twilight in the eye if she were to overhear us," Cadance had said.

"I understand completely. I don't think I could even get it up, knowing there was even a chance my own little sister could walk in on us!" Shining had responded. Of course it was a lie; as a teenage colt Shining Armor had no qualms about jacking off in his room across the hall from Twilight, but he wasn't going to turn down the chance to get a break from Cadance.

He knew there was a problem. He knew he should say something about it. It was just a matter of finding the right time. He told himself he'd talk to Cadance on the train, since they'd just be sitting there, the two of them, with not much else to do, and the break in sex was a natural opportunity to clear the air. But Shining Armor was so relieved to just have a few hours to sit and do nothing that he didn't want to break the peace on the train.

He then told himself he'd bring it up while they were unpacking in their room after meeting with Twilight. But instead they just ended up talking about the things they wanted to do in Ponyville while they were visiting; Shining Armor wanted to get some cider from Sweet Apple Acres, and Rarity had asked Cadance to model a line of wedding dresses for her. And when they met with Twilight and all her friends in the castle's map room, Shining Armor forgot about it completely until later, after dinner.

The couple had retired to their room in Twilight's castle for a moment before they'd decide what to do for the evening. Twilight wanted to get some movies in with her BBBFF and her favorite old babysitter, and it sounded like a nice time. Cadance was brushing her teeth in the bathroom, and Shining Armor was brushing his mane after Rainbow Dash had tousled it with her roughhousing. He knew this was probably the last chance he was going to get today to break the ice on the uncomfortable topic. But he wouldn't be a good husband if he didn't say something, if he didn't tell his wife that he was utterly bored with their sex life and that he think she needed to work on her technique, or at least being more exciting in the bedroom. He had no idea how we was going to say that in a way that wouldn't cause a fight, or possibly a divorce, but he had to figure it out somehow.

But when he opened his mouth to speak as Cadance entered the room, she beat him to the punch. "You know, I was just thinking," she said, lidding her eyes at him as she climbed onto the bed. "Twilight's with all of her friends in the den, right? They're probably all going to be arguing about a movie for at least twenty minutes," she said, trailing off.

Shining Armor knew where this was headed, but he still asked, "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Cadance purred back. "So, what do you say to a little quickie? Get some babymaking in while we're out of town?"

The idea didn't actually sound that bad to Shining Armor. A quickie was hot in its own right, and breeding had a lot of sexy weight behind it as well. He nodded enthusiastically, reaching out to pull Cadance on top of him as he began to kiss her, already feeling his cock emerging from his sheath. Maybe he wouldn't have to say anything. Maybe he could take a more subtle approach, influencing situations to be more heated and raunchy rather than frilly and romantic. Maybe he'd even get to fuck her from behind this time.

He rolled over onto his wife, trying to maneuver her into the mounting position, but she just rolled over onto her back, looking up at him and awaiting him in the usual missionary position. "I'm all yours, Shiny," she said, a flirty grin on her face.

It was now or never. "Well, I was thinking..." he started, rubbing the back of his neck with a hoof.

"Yeah?" Cadance said.

"Well... maybe, just for a quickie, we could try it... doggiestyle?" he suggested.

Cadance just cocked her head, giving him a puzzled look. "Why would we do that?" she asked blithely. "That's not a very romantic way to make a new life, is it?"

Shining Armor didn't have the heart to push past her objections. "I guess you're right," he said before leaning forward. His cock had enough residual hardness from the initial burst of excitement that he thought he could make this work. All he had to do was shut his eyes and imagine what his life would have been like if he had gone into the porn industry out of school instead of the Royal Guard academy. His porn name would have been Swinging Sky.

As he pushed himself inside of his wife's pussy, Shining Armor felt her squeeze around him and her gasps and moans in his ear, but his imagination was filled with the sounds of cheesy dialogue as his slutty costars shrieked about how much of a stud he was. The bed rocked hard with his firm thrusts, and Cadance did her best to stifle her moans of impending orgasm in case Twilight or one of her friends happened to be outside to hear.

She came. Then Shining came. When he was done at last, he sat on the edge of the bed, his long cock drooping between his hindlegs. Disappointment came over him, with himself, with Cadance, with everything. He didn't know what to do, what he could say. But feeling Cadance behind him made him feel uncomfortable. And maybe something else he couldn't quite identify.

"I'm gonna take a little walk, cool off before we see Twilight again," he said. Before Cadance could even answer, he stood up and headed for the door, his dick swinging beneath him.

"Shining! You're still out!" she hissed back at him.

"It's fine, I'm getting soft," he said as he opened the door and headed out into the corridor. His stallionhood would take a few more minutes before it was ready to retreat back to his sheath, but Shining Armor was desperate to get a moment away from Cadance, just to think.

When he was out in the hall, his breathing felt heavy, like there was an invisible weight on his chest he couldn't seem to shake. What was going on? Why did he feel so anxious and upset? Out of all the things to get upset about, having sex with his wife should be the very last thing on the list. But it bothered him, and he knew it.

His cock was still twitching, resisting the urge to soften as he caught his breath. He was unsatisfied, he knew. His stallionhood wanted more, and it seemed that Cadance wasn't capable of giving it to him. Sure, he'd had an orgasm, but he knew full well that not all orgasms were created equal. There was more to sex than just cumming. But Shining Armor also knew that even attempting to explain all of this to Cadance would start a fight. She'd feel embarrassed, insulted, ugly, and so much more. How could she not get defensive? But if Shining Armor did nothing, if he continued to let things continue as they were, then they would never change. Cadance was his wife. This was going to be the rest of his life. He was trapped between a rock and a hard place, alright.

And then Pinkie Pie rounded the corner.

Shining Armor froze when he saw her as she bounced down the hall, always hopping when she could get away with it, her mane and tail bouncing with her as she went. She seemed to glow, radiant with pure joy everywhere she went. She was so completely happy. It felt foreign to Shining. Of course, he didn't have a moment to speculate on the pink mare. After all, his dick was still out of its sheath. And Pinkie Pie was coming straight toward him.

Exposing one's penis to a mare wasn't quite the biggest indiscretion a stallion could commit, but it was one of them. Some leeway could be made for a stallion's balls when he was moving around actively, but pony manners were firm that when a mare was around, you kept it in your sheath. It was a hard lesson for a lot of colts to learn during adolescence, but as an adult, such a sight could only signal that a stallion was either woefully lacking in control of his libido, or otherwise was a complete and total pervert who got off to waving his dick around in front of mares. Shining Armor didn't want Pinkie Pie to think he was either. Suddenly he deeply regretted having fled the bedroom so quickly.

As Pinkie Pie bounced toward him, Shining Armor did his best to try and hide his flaccid member hanging out beneath him, angling his body toward her and trying to cover the profile of it with his legs, but it was certainly no use. Mortified, Shining couldn't say a thing as the pink mare drew closer, waiting for the moment of shock and scandal and screaming that was sure to come.

Instead, she just stopped right in front of him. She looked right down at his penis. Then, she said, "Wowie! You've sure got a big dick, Shining Armor!"

Shining Armor stared blankly at Pinkie Pie, his brain short-circuiting. His cock throbbed, quickly growing rock-hard in an instant, brandishing his complete, huge size to her.

Pinkie didn't seem scandalized at all. Instead, she just tilted her head, admiring it as she said, "You and the missus just got done having a horny little quickie?"

"Ah, uh... Yeah, actually," Shining Armor managed to reply. If Pinkie Pie wasn't going to freak out, then he supposed it wasn't the worst thing in the world to talk to her. They were both adults after all, and while he'd never buy into rumors, he'd heard that Pinkie Pie wasn't exactly unfamiliar with penises. He certainly wanted to keep talking to her. Apart from being pink and poofy, she was also remarkably soft, not just in her bright coat, but also her body. Plumper than some other mares; where Cadance was built and beautiful like a supermodel, Pinkie Pie seemed to have an extra layer of cushion for the pushin' without being quite as chubby as a mare like Mrs. Cake. He could only imagine how those hips would feel while he was mounting them. But even as he tried to shake off the thoughts, Shining Armor continued to speak as if it was totally normal to talk to a mare while having a solid erection. "You know, we're actually trying for a foal right now, so gotta keep at it."

"Ooooh! Look at you, Prince Studly!" she said, giving Shining Armor a playful elbow, and he couldn't help but grin back at her. "I guess that means Cadance is in recovery after having to take that monster?"

Pinkie's flattery left Shining Armor unable to stop smiling, his chest swelling with pride even as he tried to play it cool and not be too boastful about it. "Well, yeah, it's big and all, but it's not that big."

"Oh, come on," Pinkie smirked up at him. "You've gotta have a pretty big dick to impress me, and I'm impressed. Heck, I think you've even got Big Mac beat by an inch or three! And trust me, that name is not ironic! I've bet you've got all sorts of nicknames for that thing over the years."

Rolling his eyes and rubbing the back of his head, Shining Armor admitted, "Well, they used to call me Schlong Armor back when I was private. The sergeants loved to give me crap about it in academy."

"Sounds like they were super totally jellybean-jealous!" Pinkie Pie grinned back at him. "No wonder the Princess of Love wanted to marry you. I bet she can't keep her mouth off of that super-duper sausage you're packing!"

Here, Shining Armor's pride deflated slightly, and in a lower voice, he confessed, "Well, Cadance likes blowjobs well enough, but they're not really her favorite," he said, his eyes darting beneath Pinkie's gaze. "She's more of the missionary type. You know, flowers and bubble baths instead of blowjobs and money shots."

"So, super vanilla, you mean?" Pinkie said, raising an eyebrow. Then, she just said it. "That's no fun for a hunky hung hunk like you."

Shining Armor didn't know how to respond to that, but what came out of his mouth anyway was, "Yeah..."

Pinkie gave him a sympathetic smile before patting him on the shoulder with her hooves. "Well, if I had you all to myself, I'd deepthroat-slobber your schlong so silly I could gargle with your ballsack. I've done it before," she said with a wink.

"I... I don't think that makes any... what?" Shining Armor babbled, dumbfounded. But his cock certainly liked the sound of what she was saying, his erection giving a loud, meaty thwack against his belly.

"But you're married! Oh well!" she said, taking a single hop past him before turning around. "Just make sure to put Kongzilla back in his cave before you show up to monster movie night! If Twilight knew her brother was hung like a pornstar she'd probably have a total freakout over it."

"What? Yeah, yeah. Right," Shining Armor said. "I'll uh... be down in a moment."

"Sure thing, Prince Studly!"

And just as quickly as she appeared, Pinkie disappeared around the other corner, leaving Shining Armor alone with the biggest erection he'd had in ages. He couldn't go down to movie night with the others, not when he was this hard. And he definitely couldn't go back into the bedroom or Cadance would wonder what had got him so worked up right after they just had sex five minutes ago. Shining Armor knew there was only one thing left to do.

"Sorry, Spike. I'll make it up to you later one day," he said as he ran down the hall into the young dragon's room. He knew that Spike was probably occupied making popcorn for all the mares, or sorting through Rainbow Dash's movie catalog for the night's picks, and wouldn't be up in his room at any point in the next ten minutes, and he also knew that no one would think to look for him here. Plus, as he burst through the door and slammed it behind him, he knew the atmosphere would work for the mood he was in. The Power Ponies posters, the action figures, the Ogres & Oubliettes books, it almost felt like stepping into his own bedroom as a colt, where he got up to all of his own adolescent naughtiness. And as a former horny teen himself, Shining Armor knew just where to look for the goods.

Under the bed was too obvious, it was the first place anypony would look. A box in the closet was also begging to be discovered whenever Twilight decided to do some cleaning; amateur mistake. But Spike was the only one who poked through his own O&O books, and after Shining Armor flipped through the pages of his first editions, sure enough, the treasures came spilling out. Playcolt. Jackpot. It looked like he had last season's issue too. Miss Spring was certainly a voluptuous little thing.

But now wasn't the time to admire. Shining Armor was rock hard and his time was limited, another scenario that brought back old memories. He flopped onto Spike's bed, holding the magazine in his magic and squirting some of Spike's scale lotion into his hoof. Time to get to work.

He flipped through the pages, admiring the big, soft teats, the plump ass, the wet pussies on display for him, begging for him. It had been ages since Shining Armor had masturbated, what with all the babymaking he'd been up to with Cadance, and he had to tuck away his own porn collection after the wedding to avoid making Cadance suspicious or jealous. But now he jacked off harder than he'd done in years, his hoof pumping his cock with fierce, horny need. His erection responded with equal vigor, fueled by his brief encounter with Pinkie. He couldn't get her out of his head, and even as his eyes absorbed the indecent images of the mare spread over the centerfold, his imagination was running wild, imagining Pinkie Pie deepthroating him just like she said, choking down his dick but still pushing for more, taking him to the hilt and moaning lovingly on his cock. She couldn't stop talking about how big his cock was, how impressed she was, how sexy she thought he was, how badly she wanted it. It was the hottest two-minute conversation he'd ever had in his life.

It didn't take long before Shining Armor hit his peak, tumbling over the edge of climax with a deep, fulfilling groan. He couldn't have held back if he tried, his flare throbbing as he erupted, cum firing wildly with every pulse of his dick, splattering everything around him with his second load that evening, certainly more prodigious than the first he pumped into Cadance, leaving his chest, the sheets, and even the wall behind him streaked with ropes of white jizz. For a moment, he could only fight for his breath, his chest heaving, but his balls hummed with satisfaction, his cock finally willing to start its retreat. He'd needed that.

His magic reached for the tissues beside Spike's bed as he did his best to clean up after himself, tossing the wadded-up cum-balls into Spike's wastebasket, where they joined a couple others at the bottom, and Shining Armor was confident that unless Spike kept a close eye on such things, no pony would be the wiser. He fixed the sheets and replaced Spike's magazines, sworn to secrecy in solidarity for the favor the dragon had unwittingly done for him.

As he headed back to the bedroom, he was finally decent within his sheath as Cadance opened the door to meet him. "There you are," Cadance said, her face a mix of annoyed and concerned. "Are you alright? That walk took a while."

"Yeah, yeah. It was just a good one; took a while to recover, I guess," Shining Armor said calmly, the little white lie passing smoothly over his lips. "You get yourself cleaned up?"

"Just dried off. C'mon, I bet Twilight's waiting for us, and you know we can't be late with her, or else," Cadance joked.

"You said it, honey," Shining Armor replied with a smile. Cadance approached him for a peck, and Shining Armor kissed her back sweetly, feeling a lot better about everything.

As they settled in for Kongzilla: Femur Peninsula, the couple cuddled up together on the couch while Twilight and her friends laid on pillows and blankets on the floor. Shining Armor felt convinced that his spell of disappointment and desire had passed. Cadance nestled into his chest no longer felt like an unwanted touch, and even the prospect of doing his stallion duties and taking another shot at putting a foal in her the next morning felt like a doable chore than a dreaded task.

But Shining Armor wasn't really watching the movie. His eyes darted down to Pinkie Pie, splayed out with a huge bowl of popcorn, watching the way her soft lips parted to eat, savoring every bite and licking her lips to get the butter. Her tail swished this way and that, drawing attention to her backside, flaunting that plump, fuckable rump and teasing the hidden treasure between those plush cheeks, just out of sight, out of reach.

Shining Armor knew he shouldn't linger on it. It wasn't that big of a deal if Pinkie Pie had seen his dick. It didn't matter how impressed she was with his big endowment, or how much she stroked his ego over it. It didn't have to lead anywhere, or mean anything. It was just a thing that had happened, a moment that had passed. That was all.

Still, a stallion could look, right?

"I'm surprised at how quiet Ponyville is this time of year," Cadance commented as she and Shining Armor walked down Ponyville's main street at a leisurely pace. They glanced about at the market stalls and little shops, a few of the residents greeting each other here and there that morning.

"I think all the travelers are in Fillydelphia for the Summer Sun Celebration next weekend," Shining Armor commented. "Ponyville's a small town, you know. I think it's why Twilight has been doing so well here. It's slower, she can get to know everypony."

"You're right," Cadance answered. But then she nuzzled up to Shining's neck and said, "Wouldn't it be nice to raise a family here?"

Shining Armor felt the slightest of twists in his stomach, but he let it pass as he gave Cadance a peck on the head. "Yeah. If only we weren't royalty on the other side of the country."

Cadance practically trembled with excitement. "Oh, I just can't wait, Shining! I don't know for sure, but I swear, I think it's finally happened. I can just feel it."

He knew he had to be tactful about his response, maintaining his own excitement without betraying his true feelings. "Try not to get too worked up too soon, honey. Lots of couples have to try for a while."

"Is that what you're hoping for? Lots and lots of trying?" Cadance teased, nuzzling under his chin with her nose. Shining Armor just tried to smile back sheepishly, masking the fact that it was the exact opposite of what he wanted. But fortunately, Cadance didn't wait for an answer before she said, "Oh, there's Sugarcube Corner! Oh, Celestia, you know how I know I'm pregnant?"

"...How?" Shining asked incredulously. He'd noticed Sugarcube Corner as well, and he couldn't help but think about the certain pink pony that worked and lived there, but he was trying his hardest to ignore it until Cadance pointed it out.

Cadance wrapped her hooves around his forelegs. "Because I suddenly have a huge craving for a strawberry milkshake! C'mon, I'll treat us," she said, and before Shining Armor could even feign a protest, she was tugging him along. He knew he should protest, knew that things would get weird for him if he saw Pinkie again after their odd but electric encounter in the hall last night, but he let every excuse that formed in his brain pass by unspoken. There was no harm in just seeing a mare, right?

As the bell tingled overhead, Shining Armor could see that the bakery was rather empty, it being a lull period in the morning after everypony had gotten their morning donuts and before anypony was hungry for lunch. There wasn't even anypony at the counter when the two approached to order.

Cadance and Shining Armor exchanged glances before Shining Armor tentatively reached for the bell on the counter.

"What can I do ya for?" Pinkie Pie blurted out.

Her sudden appearance nearly startled Cadance and Shining off their hooves. "Where were- Just a second ago-" Shining Armor stammered. He felt his heart pounding. There she was, funnier, plumper, and even pinker than his own wife. Coming here was a bad idea, he knew.

Pinkie just raised an eyebrow and replied, "Silly, I work the counter in the morning! So, what are you two hungry for? Donuts? Cake? Pie? Tarts? Macarons?"

"I'd love a big strawberry milkshake right now," Cadance said.

"Strawberry sweet as I'm pink! And how about you big guy?" Pinkie Pie chirped back, the innocuous comment sending a shiver down Shining Armor's spine.

"Uhh... chocolate for me?" he replied.

"No vanilla for the stallion of the house, yessiree! I'll have those right up in a jiffy!" Pinkie replied. Again, Cadance didn't seem to think anything of Pinkie's little quips, but Shining Armor was starting to feel quite warm. Pinkie was warming him up, and already he could feel his balls tightening. He took a couple of silent, deep breaths through his nose, just trying to calm himself. It was all in his head. They were just getting milkshakes.

He and Cadance took a seat in one of the soft booths and waited while Pinkie Pie dipped into the back, and Shining Armor couldn't help but let his eyes dart out, catching a glimpse of that bouncing, soft butt beneath that curly tail. He gulped hard.

Cadance didn't seem any wiser. "I know I shouldn't get too cavalier with the ice cream, but just this once is okay, right? Can't have me getting fat, or I won't fit into my royal wardrobe," she said.

Shining Armor's mind could only turn to the healthy jiggle that accompanied Pinkie's flanks. "Nothing wrong with a little extra weight," he replied.

Suddenly, Pinkie appeared at their table. "Two milkshakes for the royal couple!" she said, setting down the glasses, complete with whipped cream, striped straw, and a cherry on top.

"Ooh, that was quick!" Cadance said, floating the cherry up in her magic and removing the stem before popping it into her mouth.

Pinkie didn't leave, though. Instead, she said, "Do you like babies, Cadance?"

Cadance's eyes widened. "Oh, of course! What mare doesn't? Why?" she answered.

"Mrs. Cake is giving the twins a bath in the back, and I bet she'd let you help if you wanted," Pinkie offered.

Cadance looked like she might burst with excitement. "Really? Are you sure?" She was already standing from her seat before she looked at Shining Armor, "Oh, but you don't want to give a bath to somepony else's foals, do you?"

Shining Armor needed to stop her. His marriage depended on it. "You go on," he encouraged her instead. "I'll hold the milkshake fort."

"Oooh!" Cadance squealed excitedly before rushing through the swinging doors in the back to find Mrs. Cake and the twin babies.

Leaving Shining Armor alone with Pinkie Pie.

This was his last chance. He could already feel his sheath stirring. Nervously, he looked up at the pink mare and started to speak. "Listen, Pinkie, I'm not sure-"

"You don't have to say anything, Shining Armor," Pinkie cut him off, her voice still chipper, but her tone was somehow harder. "I know all about it. I could see it written all over your face last night." Shining Armor felt as if he was trapped like a fly in a spider's web, but he knew that wasn't quite right. Flies didn't want to be stuck in the web the way he did deep down. "Your wife can't satisfy you. It's not something most ponies think about - everypony usually questions whether or not the stallion is good enough in bed, but nopony wonders if the mare can please her stallion the way he needs. Most mares just assume that as long as they're having sex with their stallions enough, that they're doing their part, but there's more to it, isn't there? If all you wanted was a cheap orgasm, there's plenty of porn out there for that. What every stallion really wants is for a mare to treat him right; to treat him like a stallion. You want that big, fat dick of yours to be her favorite thing in the world. And maybe Cadance doesn't understand that, but I sure do." At the end of her soliloquy, Pinkie's bright eyes lidded to a sultry gaze, and she leaned toward Shining Armor, drawing her muzzle closer to his. She even reached up her hoof to his chest, drawing a circle over his broad body, teasing him, flattering him and making him wish her touch would dip just a little lower...

Beneath her hoof, his heart was pounding. He couldn't do this. Could he? What kind of stallion would it make him if he did? But every word out of Pinkie's mouth was like an echo of every thought he'd had for the last few months now, or perhaps ever since his wedding night. "Pinkie..." was all he could say in his attempt to protest.

But his cock was much more willing. Before he knew it, he felt a throb in his crotch, and when he looked down, he saw that his cock had grown rock solid in an instant, his huge erection beating against his body. Pinkie just looked down, eyeing it much the same way he'd seen her eye a freshly-frosted cupcake.

She just smiled down at him like he was a silly little colt. "Oh, Shining," she said. "It's okay. You don't have to ask for it. All you have to do is spread your legs, and I'll take care of the rest. You won't have to worry about Cadance anymore."

Shining Armor was utterly paralyzed. Icy fear ran through his chest, his mind completely blank. He couldn't speak, he could only act.

He spread his legs, offering his throbbing dick to Pinkie Pie.

The pink mare just smirked, an expression that said it all. Had she maneuvered Shining Armor right into her hoof? Or could she just tell from a mile away what he really needed? It didn't matter anymore. With a lick of her lips, she just said, "Okie dokie lokie!" before opening her mouth and shoving her muzzle onto Shining Armor's cock.

The instant Shining Armor felt Pinkie's soft lips enveloping his flare, he felt the rest of his cock quickly swallowed. His breath left his lungs involuntarily at the sensation of his long cock immediately devoured, Pinkie's mouth plunging from tip to base in a matter of moments, deepthroating him when Cadance had always struggled to even approach his mid ring. His eyes shot open, pleasure rushing through his crotch and forcing a moan out of him, a guttural, "Guuuuughhh!" as his meat twitched, bulging in Pinkie's throat.

So this was what a blowjob was supposed to feel like! No matter how many times Shining Armor had his cock sucked, he'd never felt anything like this before. Pinkie's throat bulged so perfectly, sheathed around his dick, her lips pressed right to his sheath, drooling slightly as she swallowed around him, letting her neck stroke his shaft. The heat, the tight pressure, and that perfect sensation was better than he could have ever imagined. And it could only get better as Pinkie started to pull up, withdrawing half of his cock from her throat before plunging back down, bobbing her head, twisting and slurping so hungrily around his stallionhood. Shining Armor's hindlegs kicked while he held on tightly to the back of the seat for dear life. His hips bucked upward into Pinkie's face involuntarily, but he couldn't stop himself. His vision went double as his eyes crossed, his whole body shuddering with the sensations. Pinkie slobbered and sucked his cock like a true pro, handling his immense size with ease. Shining Armor didn't even know blowjobs like this were possible.

"Oh, fuck, Pinkie..." he moaned for her, resting a head on the back of her poofy pink mane, encouraging her. "Celestia, that's incredible... Don't you dare stop. Ohh, fuck yes..." he leaned back. He knew he had to be careful, but at this point, he hardly cared if Cadance walked out and saw him getting the dick sucking of a lifetime. He didn't realize how badly he needed this until he was getting it, until he was feeling a mare suck his cock like she meant it, like she loved his cock, like his cock was the end-all be-all of her entire life. Pinkie moaned back in her throat, the tingling vibrations rippling up his shaft as she blew him, staying deep, letting him feel every little sensation of her lips and tongue curling along the base of his meat.

It was as if she didn't even need to come up for air, only to respond to his moans and comments, to dirty talk him further. With a loud slurp, she pulled off his wet cock, wiping her mouth with the back of her hoof as she beamed up at him. "Wowie, Shining! It feels even bigger than it looks! It's almost a crime for you to be a one-mare stallion!" she said, pumping his meaty shaft with her hooves, giving it a long, sultry lick.

Shining Armor just chuckled, feeling his ego stroked alongside his cock. "You might have a point there. Maybe I committed to monogamy a bit too early. It's not right for a stallion like me to keep this from mare-kind," he said, waggling his hips and letting his huge length wave back and forth in Pinkie's face, even smacking against her cheek while she giggled.

"Heehee! You said it, Captain Schlong Armor!" she teased back, kissing underneath his flare, making him shiver at the touch and his old nickname.

"Ahh... Well, did I say you could stop, soldier?" he teased back, his voice dropping to the husky, intimidating tones he'd used as a guard captain. With his hoof gripping the back of her head, he growled, "Show me just how much better you are at sucking my dick than my wife." Just saying those words of betrayal made Shining Armor shiver with potent arousal, his cock throbbing, oozing precum against Pinkie's muzzle.

Pinkie just giggled in response. "Oh Shining! You haven't seen anything yet!"

Shining Armor didn't know what that meant until he saw Pinkie open up her jaw like some kind of snake, and again he felt that dizzying plunge down her throat from flare to base. But then, somehow, he felt more, a long, wet tongue slipping out to slather against his balls. "Oohhh, fuck!" he groaned. He had no idea how Pinkie was even doing it, but he could feel that tongue lapping against the underside of his ballsack, her lips slobbering on his fat nuts, even with his cock still buried firmly in her throat. When Shining Armor looked down to see just how in the world Pinkie was managing to suck his dick and his balls at the same time, all he saw that poofy mane bobbing up and down, obscuring his view of the erotic feat that defied physics and logic. But as Shining Armor groaned again, feeling his balls get suckled into her mouth while she bobbed and twisted her head, loud slurping sounds reaching his ears while pleasure wracked every nerve in his body, he supposed he shouldn't be too surprised. After all, Pinkie did tell him she'd deepthroat him so hard she'd be able to gargle with his balls. He just didn't think she was serious.

The pleasure was so intense, and Shining Armor felt like his very soul was being sucked out through the head of his dick. He could hardly keep still, squirming in the seat, gasping in rising ecstasy, and he was certain his face was a sight to behold. But he didn't dare stop Pinkie bobbing her head in his lap for anything, wishing this could last forever. Even when he saw a couple of ponies walk past Sugarcube Corner's window, a shocked expression on their faces as they saw the Prince of the Crystal Empire with a big pink puff bobbing between his hindlegs, he only felt a hot surge of excitement rush through him. Finally, he was getting the blowjob he deserved. Finally, he was being treated like the stud he'd always wanted to be. Finally, he was getting some action from a mare - any mare - just as long as it wasn't that his vapid, boring, utterly clueless wife.

"Ohh, Pinkie...!" he moaned out. But Pinkie knew exactly what that kind of moan meant. She withdrew from his cock once more with a wet slurp, leaving Shining Armor breathless, but she didn't let up. She just tucked down, licking, slurping, and suckling on his balls while he fought to speak. "Pinkie... I'm getting close," he huffed to her.

Pinkie Pie couldn't stop slobbering on his nuts, even dragging her tongue up his taint and over the center of his balls as she moaned back to him. "Give it to me, Shiny," she begged. "I love cum so much! It's my favorite flavor of all! So gooey and warm and smooth and sexy... I just can't get enough!" She beamed up at him with her big, bright blue eyes, his cock throbbing above her sweet face, his balls still planted against her muzzle. "Will you cum in my mouth with your huge dick, Shining Armor? Empty your big, fat foalmakers right into my belly? Please let me swallow every last drop of your super-yummy stud jizz!"

Shining Armor had never heard such hot, and odd, dirty talk before, but in the moment, it was the hottest thing he'd ever heard. "Do it, Pinkie," he told her, and as she slurped up his long shaft, opening her maw once more to plunge down to his base, the descent even more spine-tingling the third time than it was on the first, he groaned out again. "Ohh, fuck... Cadance never swallowed for me. Always said it was gross, and now that we've been trying for a foal lately... Ohh, fuck, Pinkie!"

Pinkie couldn't respond, but she was more than happy to demonstrate just how different she was from Cadance with her sheer eagerness. She pulled out all the stops, working his balls, twisting around his base, curling her tongue around his midring, and letting her throat stroke at his flare, throbbing and oozing right into her gullet. Shining Armor could feel his balls tightening against her lips and tongue, preparing to fire everything he had. This wasn't going to be one of the meager cumshots of mere physical sensation he'd been giving Cadance when they tried for a foal. This one had real arousal behind it, the burning taboo of ruining the marriage he'd worked for ever since high school in a single act, with Cadance utterly clueless, and Pinkie Pie utterly incredible. It was perfect, by far the hottest thing he'd ever experienced, and Cadance felt like a distant memory, the only desire in his body that of wanting to cum hard right down Pinkie's throat.

"Pinkie...! Pinkie! Oh, fuck yes, Pinkie!" he groaned. Pinkie bobbed her head at the base of his cock, her hooves working his balls, and he bucked his hips up into her muzzle, fucking her face with abandon, knowing she could take it. He thrust once, twice, three times, "Yes! Yes! Yes...!" with a final, ragged groan as his body went slack, his balls tightened against Pinkie's chin, and at last, Shining Armor finally came.

Pinkie's throat milked his nuts so perfectly as she swallowed every rope of his hot spunk down her bulging neck and into her belly, held fast to the absolute root of his cock, her hooves tugging at his balls to milk him further, ensuring that he fed her as much of his thick, salty cum as he could, her tongue stroking his shaft so lovingly. Shining Armor had never felt an orgasm so good. His vision blurred and crossed, his body tingling and shivering, his cock pulsing with meaty throbs as he fired blast after blast of his fresh jizz into Pinkie's waiting maw. The final touch was Pinkie's sweet, loving, hungry moans down his cock as she tasted his cum in the back of her throat, whimpering with need, savoring the thick, virile flavor. Shining Armor couldn't see straight to look at her face, but he could feel in the way she followed through, pleasuring him right to the very end, that she truly did love the taste of his cum, was desperate for it, had craved the chance to suck his cock ever since she'd seen his impressive endowment the evening before. With a final shiver, Shining Armor felt the last tingles of his climax come over him, finishing strong as he came to a final realization fueled by just how eager Pinkie's all-out blowjob was: he wasn't getting his cock sucked by Pinkie Pie - he was letting her suck his cock. And she was so, incredibly grateful for every last drop he fed her.

Finally, totally out of breath, Shining Armor collapsed when his cock had no more cum to give, and Pinkie pulled off of him with one last wet slurp, his wetted shaft hanging low under the table, softening and happily spent. Pinkie just popped her head up beside him, grinning big, clearly pleased with her self. "Jeez Louise, Your Highness! Is everything about you big? Because that was the yummiest load of jizz I've ever guzzled! And I've guzzled a lot of jizz in my day."

Shining Armor just laughed breathlessly. "Stop, stop! You can't keep talking like that, Pinkie. I don't think I've got a second round in me so quickly after the first."

Pinkie giggled back and replied, "Well, wasn't that blowjob the bestest most fantastical dick-sucking you've ever had in your life? I know it was the most fun I've ever had sucking off a stallion!"

With a nod, Shining Armor agreed, "You can say that again. I don't know how I could ever go back to bed with Cadance after all that."

"Yeah. It's a real shame you're married and all. Or else I'd suck your dick like that every day of your life, morning noon and night!" Pinkie beamed, tempting him with the very thought. "Plus, you haven't even gotten to fuck me yet!"

Despite his spent balls, Shining Armor still felt them give a lurch of intense, horny desire. If there was a part of him that thought this would just be a one-time thing, he knew now certainly that he was only kidding himself. He couldn't go back to Cadance, not really. Not without a mare on the side, at least. With fear that this would indeed be the first and last time he'd be with Pinkie, Shining Armor leaned forward, grabbing her hoof in his as he said, "Just because I'm married doesn't mean we can't do more of this kind of stuff, right? Please, you're so much better at this than my wife! I can't just let this be a one-time thing!"

Pinkie Pie gave a faux-gasp, her hoof flying naughtily up to her muzzle as she said, "Your Highness! Are you asking me to be your mistress?" Shining Armor nodded eagerly, and Pinkie just giggled. "Oh, don't you worry, Shining. As if I could ever let a dick that big go unappreciated by your frumpy wife! A stallion as hung as you deserves a mare who loves cock, and I really love cock!"

Shining Armor felt a wave of relief wash over him. "So... what should we...?" he trailed off, not having thought through any of this in the moment.

Pinkie Pie just put a hoof to his lips. "Don't you worry, Shiny. You don't have to tell Cadance anything. Just leave everything up to me, and I'll take care of you right. Okay? Just trust your slutty neighborhood Pinkie Pie."

Before Shining Armor could respond, the door to the back of Sugarcube Corner opened, and Cadance walked through. Shining Armor felt his blood freeze, his spine stiffen as he sat up suddenly, and what limp portion of his cock was still exposed shrivel right up into his sheath in fear. He felt as if Cadance could see right through them, could tell as soon as she spotted them what had happened, that Pinkie Pie had just finished blowing her husband. But as she approached them, her face wearing a blithe, innocent smile, it seemed that she had no clue at all. "Oh, Shining, the foals are even cuter in person! You just wouldn't believe how sweet they are when they're playing in the bath like that! Well, I don't know about you, but I've made up my mind."

"You... you have?" Shining Armor said dumbly.

"Oh, definitely. I want twins," Cadance said with a smirk.

Shining Armor gave a weak chuckle. "Uh, coming right up, dear," he replied.

"It's funny you say that! Shining Armor was just telling me about how much he likes foals! As for me, I always wanted a bunch of 'em! I just need to find the right stud to get the job done!" she said, and Shining Armor saw her gaze gently turn toward him from the corner of her eye, and he felt a heated flutter in his chest.

"Well, with how sweet you are, I'm sure it won't be hard to bag a real hunk," Cadance teased back. As she slid into the booth across from Shining Armor, she cocked her head. "Shining, you barely touched your milkshake."

Shining Armor looked at the ignored glass in front of him, the whipped cream completely melted into a white layer on top, some oozing over the side of the glass. He felt a rush of panic in his temples, but managed to open his mouth to speak. "I guess... we just got so caught up talking about... how much we love foals?"

He was certain Cadance wouldn't buy it. But then she just smiled, levitating the straw toward her in her magic, and said, "Well, don't get any ideas, Pinkie Pie. He's my breeding stud, after all," before Cadance leaned forward and took a sip, winking at Shining Armor.

Pinkie Pie just bounced away, chipper as ever as she sang, "Not for looooooooooooong!"

Shining felt his blood run cold, but Cadance only grinned at the joke.

And just like that, Shining Armor had gotten away with it. He could hardly believe it. He and Cadance drank their milkshakes and left Sugarcube Corner. The couple had spent less than an hour inside, but Shining Armor felt like he was leaving a piece of his soul behind. The only mare he'd ever met who had the talent and the sex drive to meet his needs was back there, and now he was stuck with his wife.

It made the rest of the day feel as if it dragged on endlessly. He could hardly focus on whatever Cadance was saying, only giving half-replies and vague grunts of acknowledgement. He barely remembered whatever they did the rest of the day, his mind utterly transported to Pinkie Pie, imagining her sucking his cock first thing every morning, tossing her onto the bed and fucking her hard, putting a foal in her while she moaned and begged for it, or even sitting on the Crystal Throne with Pinkie as his Queen Consort, perched between his hindlegs and spending each day worshiping his big, kingly dick. It was all Shining Armor could do not to slip out of his sheath in the middle of Ponyville's market, or during their meeting with Mayor Mare to discuss the export of crystal produce to the small town.

Where his marriage to Cadance had before felt stifling, now Shining Armor felt like his libido was a sleeping dragon that had been awakened from its slumber. In some ways, that made it easier to come to bed that evening in Twilight's castle when Cadance kissed him on the cheek, cooing to him, "Mmm, is my handsome prince ready to make another try to produce an heir to the Crystal Throne?" But on the other hoof, it only amplified Shining's frustrations when he agreed. Even the way Cadance put the concept was all wrong, lacking completely in any heat or naughty appeal. He didn't want to "sire an heir" like some kind of old-fashioned, powdered-wig noble. He wanted to fuck, to breed, to put a baby in his mare, to empty his foalmakers into a cheap slut like a real stud.

But with his muscles tense and his chest hot, Shining Armor sighed and agreed, "Yeah. Sure thing, honey."

He barely bothered with the foreplay, kissing Cadance hard a few times with his eyes closed before rolling on top of her. He steadied himself above her with a hoof, reaching his other down to stroke his cock to hardness. He held his immense length in his magical grip while he pinned Cadance's shoulder down with his other hoof before shoving himself into her with a single slam. Shining Armor let out a groan of some satisfaction, a little release, as he felt a pussy clamped around his dick once more, a womb at the other end in need of fertilizing. He started to fuck her, rocking her hips with every pump, the bed shaking and creaking with each motion.

But Cadance cried out, not in pleasure, but annoyance. "Oh! Oh, Shiny, stop! That's too rough! Shiny, please, your sister will hear us!" she whined.

Shining Armor couldn't stop from rolling his eyes, easing up slightly as he held Cadance down. She didn't seem to like what was happening, but she couldn't complain too much, as she was technically getting what she wanted. Shining Armor just let his imagination fill with Pinkie Pie, imagining it was her sopping wet cunt he was breeding, mounting her fat ass and putting some foals in her hot pink pussy while she begged for it, praising every inch of his huge cock along the way.

Eventually, Shining Armor came, groaning out as he plunged himself as deep as he could inside of Cadance, unloading his cum into her balls deep while she gasped and moaned beneath him. Then, just as quickly as it started, he was done. He pulled out of her, flopped out onto the bed beside her, resting his sweaty body with his hooves behind his head as he sighed, feeling relieved at the cool pleasure of post-orgasm and his duty fulfilled. "Ahhh, another try for the books. Let's hope that one took, eh? Let's hit the hay and see if you aren't morning sick tomorrow, honey," he said, patting her thigh, looking almost proud of himself, if not terribly aloof.

Cadance just looked at him, confused beside him in bed. "...Aren't you going to cuddle me, Shiny?" she asked.

Shining Armor tried not to scoff. "Ah, no cuddling tonight, honey. I'm spent. Maybe next time, alright?"

"Oh... okay," Cadance said, sounding sad and sheepish as she rolled over. "Well... goodnight then, honey. I love you..."

"Love you too, honey," he replied as he closed his eyes. Shining Armor knew he should feel bad, but in truth, he didn't. He didn't care at all that Cadance didn't get the sex she wanted; he hadn't had the sex he'd wanted ever since they were married. All this time, he'd only put up with it because he didn't realize that he had other options.

Well, now he had another option, and her name was Pinkie Pie. And even as he fell asleep next to his wife, Shining Armor couldn't wait to wake up and fuck Pinkie Pie tomorrow.

Lights, Camera, Action!

"I just don't understand," Cadance complained, sitting on the edge of the bed in Twilight's castle as Shining Armor brushed his mane in the mirror. "We've had sex every night for the past two months! How could I not be pregnant?"

Shining Armor could see the disappointment in Cadance's face as she looked at the little clear potion in the bottle. It was supposed to turn pink and glow if the mare was pregnant, but there wasn't a hint of color in the thick liquid. To be honest, though, Shining Armor felt relieved that Cadance wasn't pregnant. It would make things a lot more complicated with Pinkie Pie if she was.

"You can't always control these things, honey," Shining Armor said, trying to be reassuring. "I like to think of foalmaking as more of an art than a science," he added with a little grin.

Cadance looked up at him, clearly not amused by his little joke. "I know it doesn't always happen right away for most couples, but... for something that teenage fillies do all the time by accident, how is this so hard?" Then, Cadance turned her head to fix Shining Armor in an accusative glare. "You haven't been masturbating, have you? Diluting your sperm count?"

A defensive surge rushed through Shining Armor's chest at Cadance thinking she could control what he did with his own cock and hooves, but he pushed it down to calmly respond, "Honey, at the rate we've been going at it, when would I even find the time?"

"Well, what about the weather? You haven't been letting your balls get too hot, have you? Or wearing tight clothing? Or drinking?" Cadance pushed, scrambling to think of an explanation.

"Cadance," Shining Armor interrupted her. "I promise you, my balls are sperm-making machines. We just have to be patient," he said.

Cadance sighed, but seemed to begrudgingly accept his answer. "I know, it's just... Think of how happy our little family will be with a little foal in it? Our own little bundle of joy?" she pleaded with him.

"Yeah," Shining Armor agreed, but he knew it wouldn't be the case. He wouldn't be happier with a foal in his life. It's not that Shining Armor didn't want to be a father - he was certain he did - but lately the idea of being a father with Cadance was starting to seem like the end of his own happiness. Being the Crystal Prince was already a lot of responsibility, even if he wasn't the alicorn in the equation, and trying to throw a newborn foal into the mix on top of that would be a headache even in the best of circumstances. But more and more, he could sense his feelings toward Cadance souring.

Once she'd gotten what she wanted out of him - or out of his balls, more precisely - he knew that their sex life would be all but dead. Yes, he knew he'd been thinking lately that she wanted too much sex from him, but it wasn't the frequency that was the problem. Their sex life was completely unsatisfying, and Cadance was bad in bed. With enough practice and some serious changes to their routine, his wife could theoretically turn things around and become a better lover. But if they stopped having sex altogether? Then those changes were never going to happen, and Shining Armor would have nothing to look forward to in his marriage.

But deep down, he knew that the biggest reason he was hesitant to want a foal was because if he did, it would make it a lot harder for him to see Pinkie Pie.

They'd been in Ponyville for about five days now out of the week they planned to stay, and each day they'd been here - not counting the first night where Pinkie had first noticed how much of a catch he was - Shining Armor had managed to sneak off to enjoy one of Pinkie's earth-shattering blowjobs. After the first one, it was all he could think about, and he couldn't bring himself to stay away from the bubbly pink mare. After their encounter in Sugarcube Corner, she'd sucked him off in the bath by sneaking in through the window, in Twilight's library while Cadance was off with Twilight, during a tour around Sweet Apple Acres in the barn, and just last night she blew him in the bathroom of the restaurant when they all went out to eat. Pinkie's head was so good, it only took a few minutes, and no pony was any wiser.

A part of him knew he should cut things off with Pinkie Pie, that he should bury this before it got too out of hand, but he just couldn't resist her. And also, she couldn't resist him. Anytime she saw him, she was flirting with him, asking if she could suck his dick just one more time, begging him to let her taste his big, juicy cock that she couldn't stop craving. How could he refuse her?

Cadance's sigh brought Shining Armor back to the present. "Do you think there's something wrong with me?" she asked, looking down at her own slender stomach.

Shining Armor looked as well, and couldn't help but think that Cadance was so thin, it wasn't really attractive. Sure, she had a body that could go on magazines, but she didn't have the type of figure that a stallion really wanted. A stallion needed something thick, something he could grab onto, an ass fat enough that he could shove his dick into a mare without worrying about breaking her. That was what was wrong with Cadance. But instead, he just said, "Try not to get too into your head, honey. It's only been a couple of months. It'll happen."

Cadance gave a forlorn nod as she said, "Sorry. I don't know if I'm much in the mood for trying tonight," looking up at him apologetically.

"It's alright honey. Maybe a break will help things," he answered, trying to mask his relief.

"I think I just want to stay in tonight," Cadance told him. "Is that okay?"

"Of course," he replied, feeling a tingle run down the back of his neck. "I think I might head out then? Get some guy time in with Big Mac and the others?"

Cadance nodded back and said, "That sounds nice. You have fun then. Say hi to Big Mac and the others for me. Tell them I'm sorry their cleric won't be joining them tonight."

"We'll make do one way or another," he replied. As he stepped outside, he tried his hardest not to run. Excitement immediately flooded his chest, the feeling of freedom and taboo rushing through his veins like a drug. He could already feel his sheath stirring between his legs. He wasn't going to play O&O tonight, at least not right away. He was going to see Pinkie Pie.

After a few days of sneaking around, they'd agreed that they wanted to do something closer to a date. Nothing that would raise alarms if Shining were to be seen with her, but a walk through Ponyville's park in the evening still had more romantic potential than a rushed encounter in a bathroom. Plus, Shining Armor was much more excited about the idea of getting head on a park bench than in some cramped back room.

So with the sun just beginning to set, Shining Armor rushed out of the Castle of Friendship to meet his new mistress at the park's entrance. When he saw her, the plump mare waiting by the path for him, Shining Armor felt his heart pounding. She was so soft, so cute, and yet he knew firsthand the sexy, slutty delights she brought to the table. He was already feeling ten times better here than he was with Cadance just minutes ago.

"Hey!" he called to her as she turned around to see him, a big smile on her face. "Sorry if I was late. I came to see you as soon as I could."

"Aww, that's sweet of you! Rushing away from your wife just to see little ol' me?" she teased him. Shining Armor worried that someone might overhear her, but his worries melted into new feelings when she smiled up at him, drawing a circle in his chest with her hoof as she said, "I hope you remembered to grab your big, fat dick on the way out. I've had this itch in the back of my throat all day, and you're the only stallion hung enough to reach it."

Shining Armor felt a heat rush to his cheeks, but he wasn't embarrassed at all, his sheath tightening some more in excitement and pride. Feeling emboldened, he said, "Oh, this?" before lifting a hindleg and letting his cock spill out of his sheath in a more daring tease, the long, dark length drooping beneath him. "I never leave home without it."

Pinkie giggled at his joke before brushing her shoulder up against his in a sweet, romantic cuddle. "C'mon, Prince Fifth-Leg. Before someone sees you looking most indecent!"

Shining Armor nodded, brushing his tail along hers in a somewhat intimate touch before he and Pinkie Pie started their walk. It was a nice evening out, and the night would be nice and warm, but Shining Armor couldn't stop thinking excitedly about the blowjob he was going to get. Yet even if he was teeming with anticipation, he didn't mind Pinkie's company either. Pinkie Pie loved to talk, but she was always flirting with him, teasing him, and especially stroking his ego, praising his dick, and every time she did it felt so good. Shining Armor couldn't even get Cadance to say such things in the privacy of their bedroom. But Pinkie did it automatically, worshiping him whenever he was around. It was hard for Shining Armor not to think that this was how things should have been the whole time.

"...So then I had to run upstairs and grab Mr. Cake's condoms to use for balloon animals! You should have seen the look on Mrs. Cake's face when she realized! But none of the foals knew any better. They just asked why the giraffe's neck was ribbed!" Pinkie talked fast and in an animated fashion, so much that Shining Armor couldn't stop laughing enough to reply. "Mr. Cake was so embarrassed, especially since they were snug fits. He tried to get mad at me, but it all worked out in the end, because six weeks later Mrs. Cake announced she was pregnant!"

"Six weeks, eh?" Shining Armor managed to raise an eyebrow. "That's a pretty good turnaround. Cadance and I have been trying for a couple months now, and nothing."

"If you ask me, I'd say foalmaking is all about the fella," Pinkie Pie said. "You make a stallion happy, and he'll blast more rope than Las Pegasus trapeze act! It'd be crazy to think a stallion as virile as you at the top of your game couldn't fertilize a few eggs." Again, she nudged Shining Armor with her shoulder, cuddling into him as she praised him some more.

"That's kind of what I've been thinking," Shining Armor agreed. "If there's one thing I've learned being surrounded by so many princesses, it's that we ponies are creatures of magic. If the magic of friendship can make you and my sister shoot laser beams at bad guys, then it makes sense that it takes a spark of something to make a foal. And if there's no spark..." Shining Armor trailed off, drifting into the unpleasant thoughts about Cadance.

But Pinkie just nodded. "If you don't love her, then even a jizz factory like you couldn't make a foal."

"Yeah..." Shining Armor agreed. A part of him felt guilty talking about Cadance like this, but there was relief as well. He'd never allowed himself to say it out loud, but now he was finally admitting it. "I've got to want to put a baby in her if it's going to work. And... I don't. I don't even like having sex with her."

He turned to see Pinkie looking up at him, completely sympathetic. "I can't imagine how hard that must be for you," she said softly. But then her sincere expression turned into that flirty smirk as she added, "Lucky for you that I love sucking big dicks so much!"

Shining Armor laughed again, feeling very flattered once more. He saw the sun sinking lower, behind the trees of Sweet Apple Acres, the yellow sky turning purple at the edges, just about when he spotted a park bench in the path up ahead, and felt that thrilling tingle down his spine. "Well then, why don't we take a seat and I'll let you give me a blowjob?" he teased. Again, that shiver raced through him at the mere idea of it: letting her give him a blowjob.

"Ooh! I thought you'd never ask!" Pinkie replied, bouncing along toward the bench as Shining Armor took his seat. He laid back, stretching his forelegs out and reclining, spreading his hindlegs as he relaxed, waiting for Pinkie Pie to dive right in and start sucking his cock.

But she didn't, at least right away. She slid up next to him, draping herself across his body, letting her hooves drift down between his hindlegs to play with his balls. Shining Armor just looked over at her and raised an incredulous eyebrow. "It's all yours," he offered her.

Pinkie didn't budge, still teasing him lightly. "Oh, I will," she answered simply, and Shining Armor started to realize that there was a catch. He should have known. "You know how much I love sucking your dick, Shiny, and I promise I'll blow you like a hurricane before tonight's over."

"But...?" Shining Armor replied.

Pinkie gave him a mischievous little grin. "But I want to do more than just suck your dick."

Shining Armor groaned. "You want me to break up with Cadance." He sighed and explained his reluctant reaction. "Listen, this has been amazing and all, and I wish it never had to end, but I can't stay in Ponyville forever. I have royal duties back in the Crystal Empire. I was hoping you might be willing to move out to the Empire and be my mistress; we'd have to be careful, but I don't see any other way for us to keep doing this. I know you want me to stay here, but it's just not possible."

"Mm-mmm," Pinkie Pie denied with a shake of her head. "You don't have to worry about any of that. But I do want you all to myself."

Shining Armor raised an eyebrow. "I'm confused."

"Shining Armor," Pinkie said, leaning into him more, tucking her muzzle under his chin as her hoof gave his balls a loving roll. "Don't you get it? You're the ex-Captain of the Royal Guard. You're Prince of the Crystal Empire. You're handsome. You're a gentlecolt. And you're hung like crazy to boot! You're the most super-hunky triple-S-tier Stud in the whole wide world! Any mare in the world would want to ride you until she couldn't walk straight. Heck, most mares would kill just to suck your dick! It's not just that Cadance isn't good enough for you. Most mares aren't good enough for you. You deserve a mare who can rock your world in the bedroom - a mare you'd want to put a foal into!"

"I know," Shining Armor said, and while he felt flattered, he was starting to feel like all of this flattery Pinkie Pie had been giving him was more like bait to lead him into some kind of trap. But he was curious where this was going, so he asked, "Don't you want to be that mare for me? The one who treats me right? Isn't that what you said?"

"Of course I do! More than anything," Pinkie replied in her chipper voice, cuddling into him, giving his balls a gentle, warm squeeze. "I love sucking your dick, Shining Armor. I really do, more than you could ever know. But with a stallion like you, how could a mare be happy with just that? I want to give you everything a stallion could ever want. But I want you to give me something in return," she purred, pressing her muzzle into his neck.

Shining Armor felt the heat building in his loins as he exhaled. "And what's that?"

"A foal," Pinkie Pie simply told him. Shining Armor's heartbeat quickened, but Pinkie continued. "After seeing the Cakes' and their new foals, and how happy that's made them, I've been wanting one of my own more than ever! Of course, I've always liked babies - with their cute little faces and their laugh and their pinchable little cheeks! - but I realized that I'm in the prime of my fertility too, and what am I even doing if I don't have a stallion knocking me up? But I don't want just any stallion to do it, I want the bestest stallion in the entire world, so I can have the bestest foals in the entire world!" Pinkie Pie leaned back to look Shining Armor directly in the eyes as she said, "So I want you to get me pregnant, Shining Armor!"

A tension filled Shining Armor, both in his throat and between his hindlegs. It was a big thing to ask, but his body definitely wasn't opposed to the idea. "So... you want to have sex? Go all the way?"

"Of course, silly!" Pinkie Pie giggled. "I wanna feel that monster dick in my vagoat - vagina throat - too, you know! I bet you could even make me squirt until I see Celestia!" Shining Armor gulped. It sounded like a tempting offer, but before he could respond, Pinkie Pie put her hoof to his lips, giving him as serious a look as the silly party mare could muster. "But I'm not interested in sharing your sperm, Shining Armor. If you're going to be a baby daddy, I want you to be my baby daddy, and no pony else's."

"So... you do want me to break up with Cadance?" he repeated.

"You don't have to worry about her, Shiny. We can sort all that out later. I just want you to know what you're getting yourself into," Pinkie said. "If you want to keep this going - and if you want me to suck your dick tonight - then I need you to Pinkie swear that you'll leave your wife, and you'll get me pregnant as many times as I want for as long as those big, beautiful balls of yours are still shooting swimmers. Got it?"

"Ohh..." Shining Armor groaned as he felt Pinkie's hoof slide up to his sheath, starting to stroke him, working him to arousal. His flare slid out of the sheath as his shaft followed, quickly starting to stiffen with her expert touch. How did she know how to jerk him off better than he could manage with his own hooves? Shining Armor felt like he was getting the blackmail of a lifetime, the threat of not getting his hard-on sucked off hanging over him if he didn't agree. But in another way, it wasn't much of a case of blackmail if it was all terms that he wanted to agree with. He'd thought of fucking Pinkie Pie more than he could remember these past few days, imagined knocking her up, being her stud while she worshiped his cock like it was the best thing that ever happened to her. Now, he was finally getting a chance to make those fantasies a reality. All he had to do was agree to leave Cadance.

Shining Armor was rock hard, Pinkie Pie's soft lips kissing into his chest, leaning down. "Weeeeeeellll?" she prompted him.

"Ahhh..." he moaned. "...Okay! I'll do it! Celestia, I'll do it! I'll leave Cadance and I'll be with you forever!"

Pinkie's hooves froze and she looked him in the eye with a harsh glare. "Pinkie promise," she demanded. "Cross your heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in your eye," she instructed, repeating the instructions with her hoof.

"Uhh," he faltered, his erection still throbbing. "Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a... cupcake in my eye...?" he repeated the Pinkie swear.

With the oath complete, Pinkie's face burst into a bright grin. "Okie dokie lokie!"

Then, she opened up her jaw and swallowed Shining Armor's cock whole.

"Ohhh, fuck!" he groaned, feeling those lips descend on his shaft in one fell swoop, a feat that only a mare like Pinkie could perform. It was the pleasure he'd been waiting for all night, and now it was magnified, knowing that this was no longer a temporary tryst while he was in Ponyville. This was going to be the new status quo. He didn't know what was going to happen with Cadance, but he'd made his commitment, and he was more than ready to enjoy all of the benefits of it.

Pinkie went all out with her blowjob. Even though she didn't appear to have any sort of gag reflex to speak of, Shining Armor felt her throat tugging and sliding along his shaft as if she was gagging on it, her body flattering his size while her lips twisted and suckled around his base, her hooves fondling his balls. She slurped and suckled loudly on his cock, drool sliding down his dick and sliding down his nutsack, truly the hottest, sloppiest, most brazen blowjob he'd ever received, even from her!

But the extra thrill came from being out in the park, out in the open, exposed. Shining Armor had harbored minor fantasies of exhibitionism before, of flaunting himself and showing off, but Pinkie was really bringing them out of him. At any moment, a pony could walk up and see him cheating on his wife, see the Prince of the Crystal Empire getting his lordly dick sucked by the local cupcake baker. There was something so hot about it, so powerful and dominant and masculine about it, he could hardly hold himself back.

"Pinkie... Oh, Pinkie...!" he moaned out.

Pinkie just moaned back, licking and suckling, twisting and bobbing, throating and stroking his shaft and his balls with everything she had. But then, she somehow managed to look up at him from between his hindlegs, and with his hoof in her poofy mane, Shining Armor could see those bright blue eyes staring up at him, pleading with him, begging him for more. Despite her tricks and manipulation, Shining Armor could see plainly that oral sex wasn't just a tool in Pinkie's arsenal to maneuver him; she was loving every second of this. A sparkle of devotion and dedication shone in Pinkie's eyes, pure love of his cock and a deep desire to submit to him, to serve and please him that bled into every bob and weave of her lips on the base of his dick. Deep down, she was just a bubbly, slutty mare who wanted the most hung stallion she could get her lips around, and she wanted his cum badly. Every last drop of it.

"Mmmmm...!" she moaned up to him, begging him to do it.

He couldn't refuse. "Pinkie! Ohh, fuck yes! I'm cumming...!" Shining Armor gasped before finally, shoving her down lovingly onto the root of his dick, he came right into her mouth. His cock pulsed in her bulging throat as he fed her his semen right into her belly, and she cooed happily to feel it warming her stomach, the flavor of it spreading on the back of her palate. She looked up at him sweetly, letting him see her throat sliding as she swallowed drop after drop, proving her love for it, for him, and for his dick with every stroke.

When she released him, they were both left breathless. The sun had set, and the stars were out in the sky. Shining Armor was sweaty, his cock limp on the bench between his legs, but spent and satisfied once more. Pinkie Pie just cuddled up right next to him, licking her lips.

"How could I ever give that up?" Shining Armor wondered aloud, a big grin on his face. "I don't know what I'm going to do about Cadance, but I'll never go back to her. I can't wait to fuck you, Pinkie," he said, growling a bit as he leaned down to nibble her ear.

"Mmm, don't you worry about that, stud. You just go home to her tonight, for the last time. Say you're too tired or you drank a little if she tries to get you into bed. I'll have everything settled by tomorrow. You'll see."

Shining Armor nodded, looking up at the stars. "Tomorrow," he repeated. "Okay."

Just one more night. One last night sleeping next to Cadance, and then he'd finally be free. He couldn't wait to see how incredible the sex was going to be. He already knew that knocking up Pinkie Pie was going to be the best moment of his entire life. Just one more night.

The next morning, Shining Armor was riddled with a sort of nervous excitement that he could hardly contain. He didn't know what would happen, what Pinkie was up to, only that she had assured him that she would "take care of things." In hindsight, he wished he'd asked her more about what she was planning, but he'd been too focused on getting his dick sucked to straighten out his priorities.

Now, he sat in the room with Cadance, waiting nervously on the bed while his wife got ready. There was something so alien about pretending everything was normal, about trying not to let on to her that he was planning something, especially when he didn't know exactly what he was planning. Was he just going to have sex with Pinkie? Was he going to leave her? Or did she have something else cooked up in that cotton candy brain of hers? In the most inexplicable way, it felt like Shining Armor was under Chrysalis's spell again; knowing something was wrong, knowing things weren't as they seemed, but not being able to say anything, to be himself. Trapped and awaiting his freedom.

It started with a simple folded letter slid under the door.

Cadance noticed it immediately as she was coming out of the bathroom, wrapping up her mane in a towel with her magic. "What could this be?" she wondered aloud as she picked it up and examined it.

Shining Armor just shrugged and shook his head. "I have no idea." He didn't know for sure, but something told him this was Pinkie's doing.

With a strange expression, a mix of amusement and derision, she looked over to her husband. "Well, it's addressed to 'Captain Schlong Armor.'" Shining felt his pulse quicken, but he waited as Cadance opened the letter and read it aloud. "'Hey Captain! We heard the new Crystal Prince was in town, and it just so happens me and the other guys around too for Iron Shoe's wedding next week. We know you're busy and all, kissing babies, wearing fancy clothes, and having smoke blown up your ass from all the servants, but we figured you could spare one night off to celebrate with us. I know your wife is reading this, so things won't get too wild, but there's a couple of new cadets here who think they're hot shit, and somepony's gotta show them who's boss during sheath poker. So get your big dick over to the Riverside Resort when you're done being whipped, and we'll have a seat saved for you. Your pal, Spearhead.'" Cadance finished reading the letter and then looked over the page to give Shining Armor a withering gaze.

Shining just chuckled nervously. "Oh come on, you know how things are in the guard..." he said with a little shrug. His mind was racing to decipher the letter. It sounded just like the way Spearhead used to talk to him back when he was Shining Armor's top lieutenant, and even the writing looked like the sloppy scrawl he had. But there was no way this could be real; it would be too improbable a coincidence. The giveaway was the flattery. Even dressed up in the kind of implicit homoeroticism of guards being dudes, Spearhead wouldn't have been quite so bold. This had to be Pinkie Pie's doing. This was the first move in whatever she had planned. Shining Armor was certain.

Even though Cadance rolled her eyes, with a smile she just said, "I think you should go, Captain Schlong Armor. I don't know about the guard, but I know how you stallions are. Just don't wave your penis around too much. I still need it," she said, trying to be flirty with her husband.

But Shining Armor felt his pulse quickening, having a strong feeling that things weren't as they seemed. "Of course. I'll see you soon, honey!"

"Love you!" Cadance called, but Shining Armor was already out the door.

It didn't take him long to race through Ponyville's market and toward the riverside, where he found the Riverside Resort. He expected a quaint small-town hotel, a relaxing place where travelers could feel like they could enjoy a slice of simple, country living by the river. Instead, what he found was a rather cheap-looking motel, a big painted wooden sign hanging over the rooms, laid out right by the road, not even overlooking the river, but instead merely within view of it. It was out of the way, which was good, but certainly not what Shining Armor had in mind when he suspected that this was Pinkie's doing. He knew that cheating on his wife like this was kind of a sleazy thing to do, but he didn't think it would involve a sleazy motel too, even if it did match the dirty, naughty atmosphere of it all.

He felt self-conscious stepping inside, the lobby dim and the corridors small. Behind the tall help desk, there was a wall of cubbies and keys with tags, manned by a bored-looking earth pony mare with big catseye glasses serving as the concierge. She was reclined in her chair, her yellow mane poofy and teased to hell, with bright, heavy makeup and big hoop earrings, the butt of a cigarette smoldering in the ashtray next to the bell. She didn't even seem to notice Shining Armor walking in, her eyes rapidly skimming through the pages of some romance novel called "Mounted on the Mountain" with a bored expression.

Shining Armor approached and cleared his throat, and the mare looked up at him, dog-earing the page before setting the book down. "How can I help you, honey?" she asked in a nasally voice.

Shining Armor didn't quite know what to say. "I'm uh... Shining Armor? I was told to, ah... meet a friend here?"

The mare was completely unfazed. She reached behind her to snatch a key before handing it to him. "You're in 413, the honeymoon suite, Your Highness. Down the hall, take a left, then another left, last room on the right. Laundry pickup is at nine, check out is at noon, and soaps, toothpaste and condoms are complimentary. We don't do breakfast, honey," she rattled off.

"Oh... thanks," he replied, taking the key slowly. He didn't know what kind of place offered complimentary condoms - maybe it came with the 'honeymoon suite?' But he couldn't imagine what a special room like that would look in a dump like this. Still, he was definitely in the right place, since the mare recognized him and knew to wait for him, and even knew he was royalty! He hoped this wouldn't turn into some huge scandal, but somehow, he got the sense that this wasn't the first time that this mare had seen an important stallion checking in without his wife. She just picked her book back up and went back to reading as he headed down the hall.

The narrow halls felt daunting as he moved through the space, the smell of smoke and alcohol lingering faintly, mixed with aggressive cleansers. The place was quiet as could be, the walls and doors thick, but he could still hear some sounds as he walked past door after door.

A blaring TV, roaring with some kind of audience applauding and laughing at some daytime talk show.

Some ponies chuckling, talking loudly, the thick smell of weed wafting from under the door at a party that had no doubt carried over from the night before.

The creaking of springs and the slapping of wet flesh, along with sharp cries and husky grunts. "Daddy! Daddy! Oh, don't stop Daddy!" "Yeah, you like that, baby? Celestia, you're such a fuckin' slut..."

"Oh goodie! You're right on time!" Pinkie Pie sprang up in front of Shining Armor as he turned his head away from the door, nearly making him stumble back and fall.

"Pinkie!" he shouted, startled. "Oh, thank goodness. So it was you behind the letter?" Shining asked.

"You betcha! Pretty slick, right?" she answered, waggling her eyebrows as she jabbed him in the ribs with an elbow.

"I'll say. How did you manage to make it so... accurate?" he asked as they started to head down the hall together.

"I have my ways," Pinkie said coyly, proud of herself. "Now Your Highness, are you ready to have all of your wildest, naughtiest sex fantasies come true?"

Shining Armor felt the surge of proud excitement in his chest. This really was happening! "How could I refuse?" he replied. "But how do you know what my wildest sex fantasies are like?"

"Because you're a stallion, and there are some things that every stallion wishes he could do and get away with it," Pinkie replied. "But I've also sucked your dick every night for nearly a week, and that's more than enough time for me to tap into what makes your trusty side piece happy."

"Oh yeah?" Shining Armor raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah," Pinkie said, looking up at him with lidded eyes. "You really liked the idea of doing it out in the open on that park bench. And I know exactly why you ducked into Spike's room the first night you were here. From what I hear, you once seriously considered going down a very different career path instead of becoming a guard."

Shining was surprised that Pinkie knew all of this. "How did you hear about that?"

"Never ask a mare her secrets, Shining," Pinkie replied playfully. As they arrived at their door, she merely said, "Just wait here, count to ten, and then come inside. Don't think too hard about it, just embrace it. Let it happen, okay?"

"What are you..?" Shining started to ask before Pinkie leaned in to give him a big, heavy, passionate kiss. Shining Armor felt the question leave him immediately, sparks tingling on his lips from the moment he felt them pressed into Pinkie's. It was what the kiss on his wedding day was supposed to feel like.

"Don't you worry, big guy. It'll be fun, I promise." Pinkie Pie pecked him on the nose again before quickly cracking the door open and sliding inside before Shining Armor could see anything.

Well, he'd trusted her this far. No reason not to do as she said. Standing alone in the quiet hallway, Shining Armor counted to ten. Should he really be doing this? This was his last chance to walk away, go back to his wife, and never see Pinkie again. He could confess everything. They could go to couple's therapy. They could work on their sex lives. It would be hard, but it was the right thing to do. He knew that.

But when he reached ten, he looked down at the door handle, knowing Pinkie was on the other side, waiting for him, waiting to satisfy his every urge and fantasy, wanting to love him and worship him as her one-and-only stud. He couldn't resist. So he twisted the knob and headed inside.

In some ways, the motel room was exactly what he expected, if a little bigger, given that it was the "honeymoon suite." There was a big metal bed on rickety springs, a small living room set, a little kitchenette, and a bathroom with a shower. The biggest luxury was an in-room hot tub that could fit a few ponies inside, already filled with steaming water.

But the biggest surprise was all the Pinkies.

Pinkie Pie - or at least, a Pinkie Pie - immediately accosted Shining Armor as he shut the door behind him. "Oh, thank Celestia, our stud's here!" she said, hooking him around the neck in a friendly way. She was wearing a kind of green visor over her poofy mane, leaning into him as she said, "Listen, we're not doing anything fancy with the shoot here. Just get it up, shove it in 'em, show 'em whose boss. Got it?"

"The shoot...?" Shining Armor replied. He looked around to see more Pinkie Pies, at least half a dozen. One was moving cables around the room. Another was setting up bright lights and microphones over the bed. Another was screwing a lens onto a big camera. The Pinkie he was talking to had got up from a cloth folding chair with "DIRECTOR" labeled on the back. He started to realize what this was, but... there was no way...

The director Pinkie confirmed it. "The porno? You get kicked in the head on your way here? You're Swinging Sky, the most hung stallion in the entire adult film business, remember?"

Shining Armor's eyes narrowed as she said the words. He didn't know how Pinkie had done it, but it was like something straight out of his fantasies. The half-dozen Pinkie clones were a bit unnerving, but he figured Pinkie would explain later. For now, he let the confusion settle and pass over him, not needing all of the answers, just knowing that here and now, he didn't have to be Shining Armor.

He let himself slip into the role Pinkie Pie had laid out for him in his own fantasy, a confident grin crossing his face. "Of course I know that! What do you take me for?" he said with a laugh. "So is there a script or something...?"

"Nah, we're just going to freestyle it a bit. Show off some of your natural talent," the director Pinkie replied. "Think of it like a demo reel all about you. A whole sex tape dedicated to Swinging Sky showing off his huge dick!"

Shining Armor couldn't keep himself contained in his sheath, his cock spilling out instantly, the long shaft throbbing beneath him, already wanting to stiffen. His grin spread from ear to ear as he saw the Pinkies setting up the set. He definitely didn't regret his decision to walk through that door.

The director saw his cock swaying beneath him and shouted, "Can we get Sky's fluffer out here? We're rolling in ten, everypony!"

Just then, another Pinkie Pie emerged from the bathroom, not wearing anything but her appearance certainly enhanced, her hair poofier, a light coat of makeup enhancing her features, her coat shimmering in the bright floodlights staged around them. Shining Armor raised an eyebrow as she approached. "I'll do it!" she said brightly. The director offered Shining Armor a seat, and he sat down, spreading his thighs and letting this Pinkie Pie put herself between them, already nuzzling his big balls and his long, flaccid cock hanging by her cheek.

He had a feeling, but he still spoke up and asked, "Pinkie, is that... you?"

As she licked and suckled over his nuts, she popped off with a pleased grin and said, "Ooh, you figured it out? Good eye! It took my friends a lot longer to work it out last time I did this."

Shining Armor didn't want to Pinkie to stop as she licked up his cock like a lollipop, but he was too curious not to ask. "You've done this before...?"

"It's just a little cloning magic pool outside of Ponyville that's been sealed away. Don't worry, I'll clean them all up when we're done here. I just wanted the scene to feel a bit more realistic than a camera pointed at the bed, you know?" she said before slurping all over his middle ring, nibbling with her lips at the flesh.

Shining huffed as he nodded, "Well, you've certainly outdone yourself."

"I'll say! So you just relax and enjoy your part, Mister Pornstar," Pinkie replied before opening her muzzle and swallowing half his cock in one go, forcing a moan out of Shining as he felt his shaft stiffen in her throat.

After a few long, joyous moments of Pinkie's voracious blowjob, the director Pinkie called out, "Alright Sky, it's time to get this show rolling! Why don't you start out in the tub and we'll get a couple girls in there with you?"

"Sure!" Shining Armor agreed, pulling his cock out of Pinkie's mouth like he was unsheathing a blade from a scabbard, his shaft rock hard and wet with her drool sliding down the length. He practically bounced like her over to the hot tub; he was definitely horny, but there was a lighter, more elated feeling in his body too. Things hadn't even started, and he was already having so much fun. It was something he knew he'd been sorely missing for a long time, something that should have been present in the bedroom all along: fun.

He settled down with a sigh into the hot tub, finding the water to be just right, steaming but not stinging his sensitive bits, his erection sticking up out of the water a good portion as he sat and spread his hooves over the back. With him came three giggling Pinkies, one of whom was the real one, tucking themselves alongside him, and he got a chorus of coos and chirps of admiration, the plump pink mares already starting to feel up his body with admiration. His cock only throbbed harder at the abundant attention he was getting. Even if it was only for one night, having a little harem certainly was quite the treat.

"Alright everypony, let's get this show on the road! Lights! Camera! ACTION!" the director Pinkie roared from her chair. And just like that, Shining Armor saw the cameras pointed at him, felt the lights on his coat overhead, felt his erection in full view of the lenses and the Pinkies around him. He was being recorded, just like a real pornstar. Even if it was a dumb fantasy, Pinkie Pie had made it come true, and he finally got to see what it would be like to be Swinging Sky.

He leaned back and let out a sigh of pleasure as he felt the Pinkies swarming all over him. He felt their lips and hooves caressing him, worshiping him, whether they were licking at the flare of his cock or fondling his muscles, still fairly built from his days in the guard. Despite the cameras trained on him, he didn't feel nervous or uncomfortable. He just watched them sucking on his tip and said, "More than enough for all of you, ladies," his voice calm and smooth before he leaned down to make out with one of them.

"Ooh, yummy!" "Gimme, gimme!" "Jeepers, it's so big!" they piped up all around him, Pinkie's high voice in stereo as they took turns gawking at his cock in amazement. He saw a Pinkie operating a camera, moving it around him as he gave a dashing smile into it while the Pinkies in the tub took turns swallowing his cock, sucking it lovingly, deeply, even beneath the water before coming up to let the next Pinkie have her turn.

"How does it feel to have such a huge dick?" the camera Pinkie asked him.

Shining Armor let out a moan in response, feeling the other Pinkies licking and suckling at his shaft while one twisted and bobbed her head on the upper portions of his cock. "Ohh, it's the best!" he replied with a big, winning smile before watching the Pinkies all tend to him. "You like that, ladies?" he said, reaching down to fondle the plump flanks in the water beneath him.

"Mmm, you bet!" "It's so yummy, I could just suck your dick for hours!" "Oh, Celestia, I'm so horny already!" the cried back to him, more fervently sucking his cock, and Shining Armor felt stars dot his vision as lips after lips shoved themselves down on his shaft. Always a fresh pair sucking his cock deep, taking the plunge, pulling back off, before being replaced by the next mare. Their bodies pressed into him, their hooves fondled him, their lips and voices utterly worshiped him. Shining Armor could cum right here and be perfectly happy.

"Cut!" the director Pinkie called. She came over to Shining Armor at the edge of the hot tub, but the other Pinkies didn't stop their attentions at his stallionhood. "Hey, c'mon! We can't have our star stud blowing his load before the big finale! Now can somepony get him a towel so we can move this thing to the bed?"

A towel was offered to Shining, who accepted, drying himself off with his horn as he clambered out of the tub. It felt good to move around the room, even if it was a cheap motel room, to use the space while he was exposed, rock hard and raring for more. "The bed, eh? So soon?"

The director Pinkie smirked at him and replied, "Somepony's feeling confident. Well, if you think you can handle so many mares, then why don't you show us how it's done, stud?" she teased.

But Shining didn't hesitate for a moment. "Alright then," he said. He flopped down on the squeaky spring mattress spreading himself out again as he watched the cameras turn toward him, the lights and lenses focused entirely on him and his naked body. "Come and get it, ladies."

With a thrill, Shining Armor watched the Pinkies from the tub pounce on him, swarming him again while the mattress rocked. He felt more lips, on his neck, on his balls, but then he felt something else: the hot, soft, tight grip of a wet pussy sliding down on his cock.

"Ohhhh!" he moaned as he felt his immense length sheathed inside tight, juicy flesh. When his eyes uncrossed, he saw a Pinkie straddling him, shuddering, her face a contorted grin of delight as she lowered her body onto his cock, her soft thighs wobbling as she did her best to take him to the balls.

"Ohh, fuck!" she gasped. "Celestia, it feels even bigger than it looks! Wowie!"

Shining Armor shuddered himself when he felt Pinkie reach his base, taking him deeper and better than Cadance ever could, but she immediately started to bounce on him, rocking the bed as her sweet cunt stroked his cock with a needy grip that was to die for. Even a few seconds in, and there was no question that Pinkie was leagues better in bed than his wife. He gripped her wide hips, feeling her ass bounce against his hips with just the right amount of fat, pulling her down and thrusting up in rhythm with her, already feelings his balls tighten with a desire to release inside of her. "Yeah, oh Celestia! Ohh, that's so good!" he moaned back.

But there wasn't just the feeling of Pinkie's wet cunt squeezing his cock to contend with. There was also the feeling of her lips on his nutsack, sucking his balls like no tomorrow while another Pinkie was at his side, whispering into his ear, and yet another Pinkie flanking him at his other side, kissing up his neck and nibbling at the base of his other ear. "Mmm, you love it, don't you? Imagine getting this pussy every day for the rest of your life!" "How could we possibly keep our tails down with such a big, hung stud around?"

On his lap, Pinkie was increasing her rhythm, bouncing on him, hips slapping together as she took him, rode him with everything she had. Her voice rose higher while the cameras captured the salacious sight, wild with ecstasy as she cried out, "Yes! Oh, here it comes! Woooweeee!"

As Shining Armor felt her cunt clench around his cock, her fluids gushing and squirting all over his lap and the sheets, he felt himself go over the edge too. "Fuck, Pinkie! I'm gonna cum...!"

But this time, he heard her reply, breathless through her own climax. "Do it! Cum inside me! Cum inside me!"

He couldn't hold back, an eruption of pleasure as he shoved her down onto his lap, the cameras watching his balls clench against her ass as he pumped his full load deeply into her belly, the orgasm more intense and more productive than anything he had ever put in Cadance. When it was over and Pinkie clambered off of him, she leaked a prodigious glob of cum with certainly much more left inside of her, and Shining Armor remained almost completely erect, his cock fighting softness with still yet more mares to fuck.

"Me next! Me next!" the Pinkie beside him piped up.

Shining Armor grinned as he turned his head to look at her. "You next, eh?" he repeated. He reached down with a hoof to stroke his cock, giving it a meaty waggle as he teased her, "You want this big dick? You want me to breed you, too?"

Pinkie nodded rapidly. "Pretty pretty please? I've been soaking wet since you first got here and I need a huge cock in me right now!"

It was just the kind of cheezy porn dialogue Shining Armor had always loved. "Coming right up!" he said. He rolled over, getting into a sitting position on the bed while he held this Pinkie on her side, spreading her hindlegs with his hooves and even grabbing her mane in his magic to squeeze and gently yank as he took control of her. Now that he was on top, he had no qualms about lining himself up with that perfect, plump, pink pussy and plunging himself deep inside in one powerful thrust. The wet squish of her juices against his cock filled the room as he felt that tight, hot, wet grip all over again, accepting his stallionhood as if her body was made for it. "Ohh, fuck yeah!" he grunted in delight as he started to pound her.

Shining Armor didn't hold himself back, the bed starting to really rock with the fast, hard rhythm of his thrusts. It felt so incredible to finally be able to put his strong body to full use, to be able to really fuck a mare, and to feel a fat ass on his cock that could actually take out what he was giving. All of his pent-up desires and frustrations, Shining Armor let them out on that bed, laying into the squealing, moaning, jibbering Pinkie while the rest of them swarmed him, cheered for him, praised everything about him and everything he did. "Woohoo! Give it to her, Swinging Sky!" "Look at him go! He's such a stud!" "Now that's how a real stallion does it!"

The kisses and licks all over his body, the frenzy of hooves groping his muscles, squeezing his butt, it was everything Shining Armor could have ever asked for in his pornstar fantasy. He practically had a whole harem to himself, but each mare was the best mare, the perfect mare, that soft, plump, pink body and that enthused, cheering squeal that he couldn't pull out of. He felt like a real king, like he was being awarded Captain again, like he'd just scored the winning touchdown and was celebrating with all of the cheerleaders at the same time. He couldn't have stopped himself if he tried. "Yeah! Yeah! I'm gonna cum! Ohh, fuck yeah!"

Cumming inside Pinkie's tight, hot body was the very best thing, the pinnacle above all of those other experiences combined. And even after he pulled out of the second, he knew there were so many Pinkies to go. They watched him in almost silence as he pulled out, brandishing his giant, cum-soaked dick, but then he just turned his head toward the next Pinkie, grinning an eager, horny grin. They all yelped and giggled in delight as he pounced on the next one, thrusting himself inside and plowing her into the mattress.

No matter how much he fucked, he didn't feel his stamina waning. He was certain that he hadn't been slipped any kind of aphrodisiac, and Pinkie couldn't cast any kind of magic to keep him aroused, and yet his erection just wouldn't quit. It might flag for a moment or two, but after sheathing himself balls-deep inside the next Pinkie, he felt his stiffness return anew, ready to screw and breed. Perhaps this was what his libido had always been capable of, and he'd never known because he'd never had a mare who inspired his arousal, whom he really wanted to fuck. Maybe this was what it was supposed to feel like all along. He fucked the Pinkie clones from the tub. He fucked the camera Pinkies who couldn't resist jumping onto the bed. Then he fucked the director Pinkie right in her own chair. And still he wasn't satisfied.

He had the boom operator Pinkie bent over the bed, mounting her from behind with their rear hooves on the floor, sweat dripping down his neck and chest while he plowed into her with his giant cock. The other Pinkies were wobbly after taking a load from him, the director splayed out in her chair, her pussy lazily oozing his cum, but Shining Armor still knew he had more to give. "Yeah, yeah, you like that? You like getting your fat ass plowed by a real stallion?" he growled.

"Oooh! Spank her while you hump her brains out like that!" the director suggested, the cameras zooming in on the action.

Shining Armor's hips kept plowing while he reached a forehoof down to slap it across Pinkie's ass with a loud smack. He moaned as he felt the chubby buttcheeks ripple against his body, only redoubling his rough fucking as he stuffed her completely, feeling his climax slowly approaching yet again. The Pinkie beneath him just wailed out in desperate, horny delight, "Oh, fuck, yes! Celestia, you're so fucking hung! Your dick is so fucking big! I'm gonna cum!"

As he felt her go over the edge, Shining Armor spanked her a couple more times, wailing as she came, squirting hard all over their hindlegs and his ballsack before he plunged himself to the depths in her. "That's it! Take it! You love my big, fat dick!" He bellowed as he joined her in climax, giving her a leaking, thick, warm creampie that quickly filled her insides.

When he withdrew and got back on his hooves, the Pinkie beneath him falling to the floor in a slump, Shining Armor's cock almost felt limp, but the excitement was still hot in his veins, sweat soaking his mane as he shook himself proudly. "Alright, who's next? I could go all night, ladies!"

"I'll take you up on that," he heard Pinkie reply, looking onto the bed to see her spread out for him, offering her drooling, sopping wet pussy to him with no qualms. Her beauty, her plumpness, that lidded gaze - it was the real Pinkie. Shining Armor was sure of it. She'd saved the best for last.

Shining Armor mounted the bed and pushed himself between her hindlegs, taking his position overtop of her, planting his forehooves by her head as he angled his flare at her entrance. He gazed deep into her blue eyes with recognition, knowing that everything before this was just fantasy, just warm up, a treat to spoil him. But now she wanted to feel him for herself at last, no longer repressed or held down by any commitments or expectations. He could be all hers.

Wordlessly, he found his entrance and thrust himself deep inside, ramming to the hilt in her with one powerful buck of his hips. He delighted in seeing her eyes flutter and roll, her mouth open with a gasp of pure pleasure as she finally felt her stallion inside of her. "Oh, fuck! Oh, Shining, your dick is so fucking big!" she praised.

Shining wasted no time thrusting into her, sending up the wet, creamy noises of his cock splitting her wide to mix with his favorite praise. Smacking flesh and squeaking springs joined the cacophony, the musky, noisy, raunchy chorus of hot sex filling the room. "That's right. Fuck, Pinkie, you're such a dirty slut, aren't you? You just couldn't resist a big, hung stud like me, could you?"

Pinkie Pie looked up at the glowering, heavy stallion above her, impaled on his girthy cock and completely enraptured with every thrust deep into her body, utterly surrendered to him and his lusts. Just the way he wanted it. "I couldn't," she gasped. "As soon as I saw how hung you were, I knew I had to have you. Your wife couldn't give you what you deserved."

Shining Armor grunted in hot delight, taboo thrill at the mere mention of his wife while he was balls deep in another mare. "What do I deserve?" he demanded, slamming himself hard into Pinkie, making her exhale with burning pleasure at each thrust.

"A blowjob every morning! Ohh, Celestia! And pussy every night!" Pinkie cried out to him. "Anything you want! Anything for that huge dick!"

Shining Armor could feel his balls tightening, the wet smacks of their hips pounding together ringing through the room and out into the hall as he fucked her as hard as he could. "Ohh, fuck yeah! As much sex as I want! All day, every day! Just like a good slut!" he bellowed.

Pinkie's eyelids fluttered in bliss at the mere idea of having Shining Armor's cock inside of her for the rest of their lives together, of the pure pleasure they felt now stretching on into endless forever. "Say it, Shining Armor!" she cried. "Say it for the camera!"

"Nnng! Yeah!" Shining Armor grunted back with each thrust, picking up the pace, working toward his climax as he felt the dirty words on his lips. "You're a better fuck than my wife! Celestia, you're so much better than Cadance!"

"Ohh, Shining! That's it! I'm so close!" Pinkie wailed.

Shining Armor was too. "I never loved Cadance! But I love you, Pinkie! I love your pussy so fucking much!"

"Do it, Shining! Please!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Oh, fuck yeah!" Shining Armor howled as he went over the edge, fucking Pinkie's tight pussy as hard as he could, boucning her body on the cheap mattress and shouting, "I'm gonna cum! Ohh, take it! I'm gonna put my foals in you, you slut!"

Pinkie couldn't see or think straight, her mind numb and her body limp as she was fucked by a true stud, screaming back in reply, "Yes! Yes! Get me pregnant! Get me pregnant!!!"

With a final roar, Shining Armor shoved himself balls-deep inside Pinkie's hot, fertile cunt and came inside of her, harder than he ever had before. As the most mind-blowing orgasm of his life overtook him, Shining Armor could practically feel the potency flowing out of him, copious jizz painting Pinkie's womb with his virile sperm, seeking out her eggs with an eager need that his swimmers hadn't had any of the times he was with Cadance. Nothing could have felt better, knowing at last that this was what he had wanted, needed, all along.

He collapsed, recovering his vision and breath, lying on the motel bed beside the real Pinkie and the heap of freshly-creampied clones. He smiled brightly, panted heavily, as did the rest of them. "Wow..." he groaned.

"I know," Pinkie cooed. "And just think, you're gonna get to have that every day forever."

Shining Armor chuckled. "Cadance is going to be so pissed when I break up with her."

Pinkie shot him a wry grin back. "And what do you think all this was?" she said. "I think once she gets a copy of your new porno, she'll put two and two together."

Shining Armor's grin widened. "That is so bad," he said, pulling Pinkie in close to him. But after a pause, he said, "Well, since we've still got all the gear here, we might as well make sure she gets the message loud and clear." Sitting up, he said, "How do you girls feel about another round?"

The Pinkies cheered in horny delight, lifting their tails and offering themselves to Shining once more, who made sure to give a wink into the camera right as he mounted the next one as it captured the sight of his giant cock sinking into her creampied cunt with renewed vigor.

Cadance paced the bedroom, worried, frustrated, but mostly mad. Shining Armor hadn't come home last night, and no pony had any idea where he was. The Riverside Resort had no sign of him; it was like he'd just vanished. A part of Cadance worried some evil threat or assassin had gotten to him, but a stronger part of her suspected that he was still out drunkenly partying with his old guard buddies, passed out in an alley somewhere reeking of booze. It was no way for a Prince to behave, and she couldn't believe he'd do something to embarrass her like this.

Until a courier arrived with a package for her, from... Pinkie Pie, of all ponies? Cadance just rolled her eyes. "If this is some stupid joke, I swear..." she said. But as she tore the package off, she saw it was a video tape.

Cadance raised a curious brow, examining the label. It had Shining Armor's writing on it: for Cadance. Well, now she had to watch! It took her a while to track down a player in Twilight's old library, but when she did, she popped it in and watched the screen flicker to life.

She gasped in horror.

Shining Armor, lying in some cheap bed, sweaty and moaning as Pinkie Pie rode his cock - her husband's cock! - like some cheap, filthy whore! It was as if Pinkie was holding the camera, looking into it with a gloating smile, her face streaked in her husband's semen.

With a giggle, Pinkie Pie said, "Sorry! But your stud is definitely not hanging out with his buddies!"

White-hot embarrassment flooded Cadance's entire body, her ears ringing and mind completely numb. Then she heard Shining Armor groan in utter bliss as he came balls-deep inside Pinkie's pussy.

Surprise Party

Las Pegasus. Shining Armor had never been here, except for the one vacation that he took as a colt with his family. He was a bit too young to remember much, and after that vacation Twilight was born, but he remembered the bright lights and crowded streets, the casinos and shows and wonderful gaudiness of it all.

It was the perfect place for his "honeymoon" with Pinkie Pie. When they arrived from the flying chariot into the city, they were immediately greeted by a pair of two cute pegasi mares in flashy, sequined outfits. As they walked down the street, Shining Armor could see marquees for magic shows and circus acts, and fliers on the ground for peep shows and strip clubs, as well as the fountains and towers and small-sized replicas of other monuments that marked the city for what it was. Everything was exciting, everything was flashy, it really was as if the whole city was a party.

He expected Pinkie Pie to be more ecstatic, but instead of bouncing all over the street to gape at every dazzling sight and street act, she stuck by his side, a smile on her face, but clinging to him. "Are you feeling alright?" he asked her with a little smirk of his own.

"What do you mean? We're in Las Pegasus! This place was made for me!" she replied.

"I just thought you'd be more excited. You said you'd never been here before. Your parents called it 'the most wicked place in Equestria.'"

"Oh, they did! We got a postcard from one of our relatives and my parents burnt it in the fire and made us eat plain bread every meal for three days in repentance after," Pinkie replied, as if what she'd just described was a warm, funny foalhood memory. "But I have been here before, with Rainbow Dash once on a friendship mission. I've just never been here for pleasure instead of business."

She nudged her muzzle against Shining Armor's neck at the word 'pleasure,' always making sure to keep a constant, low-key stream of teasing and flirting up with her new stallion, which made Shining shiver. "Is that why you're not set to explode at any moment?" he asked.

"No," she told him. "It's because you haven't even seen the best part yet!"

Shining Armor raised an eyebrow. "I should have known this would involve a surprise."

Pinkie leaned up to kiss him, in public, and he kissed her back. Even kissing her felt so much better. "I do love surprises," she answered, gazing into his eyes.

To say it had been a chaotic month would have been an understatement. Shining Armor hadn't seen Cadance once since that night at the Riverside Resort, and the nation's newspapers had barely been able to fit the scandal into their pages. "Prince Leaves Princess," "Crystal Throne Empty" "True Love Never After?" the headlines had read, and those were merely the more respectable headlines. He had been cast as a cheater, a rake, and a scumbag, but he didn't care. He had been approached for comment, and he hadn't said a word. The other Princesses had tried to reach out to him about what was going on, but he wasn't royalty anymore. All he'd done is written a letter to Twilight explaining himself. She'd replied that she was shocked to hear about everything, and shocked at Pinkie, but that he was still her BBBFF despite all. He knew it would take some time for her to come around. Otherwise, the only contact with his old life had been through legal documents exchanged with Cadance. Between dodging press and Princesses, exchanging letters, signing papers, arranging his finances, and doing it all while being constantly buried balls-deep into Pinkie Pie, he'd been a busy stallion indeed. By now, things had reached a new sort of normal. How could he even think of his ex-wife on the long flight to Las Pegasus when he was getting his dick sucked by Pinkie the entire way there?

Cadance, of course, agreed to the marriage annulment. She would keep her title on the throne, and he would be removed as Prince. He would divest nearly all of his share of the royal estate's wealth, except for a small stipend. Yet with the Crystal Empire's vast royal wealth, losing nearly all of his wealth still left him considerably wealthy, and he still had the leftovers of being Royal Guard Captain, which had paid well, too. Affording a lavish Las Pegasus honeymoon was nothing to think of. The only thing missing was the minor detail that he and Pinkie Pie weren't yet married. But that was half of the appeal of Las Pegasus; fast marriages were what the city was known for.

Pinkie was the natural one to plan their vacation together, but he had no idea what she could have up her sleeves for a surprise. Although, given her track record with surprising him, he had a good feeling he'd like it. "So when do I get to find out what it is?"

"Oh, soon," she told him. "Ooh! Why don't you close your eyes? That always makes surprises more surprising!"

Shining rolled his eyes but went along with it. But it was only a matter of moments with Pinkie Pie leading him by the hoof that he began to bump into other ponies. "Pinkie! I can't do this if you don't steer me right!" he laughed.

"No peeking!" she warned him as his shoulder collided with a post.

"Pinkie!" he laughed again, doing his best to follow her lead. Somehow, the pink mare made everything into a game, made everything fun and funny, whether it was innocent play like this, or the naughty fun of the bedroom.

But at last, she stopped him and said, "Okay, now open your eyes on three... One...! Twooooooo! Three!"

Shining Armor opened his eyes, but immediately looked up at the huge structure sprawling before him. White marble, bright colors, and intricate patterns dotted the whole thing, but he could also see a tropical flair with huge blooming trees lining the grounds with grand fountains, the entrance flanked by two sculptures of provocative mares embraced by handsome stallions. Above the stony arch, the sign read, "Sultan's Palace" in a distinct, angular letters.

"Oh, wow..." Shining Armor remarked, looking up at it all in awe. "This is one of the most famous hotels in Las Pegasus. We're staying here?"

Pinkie Pie grabbed his arm in her hooves. "Not just staying here. I got us the most super-special honeymoon package ever! I know you in particular are going to love it!" Before he could even respond, she was already tugging Shining Armor inside. "C'mon! Paradise awaits!" she said in a sultry voice.

The interior of the hotel's lobby was very much in-theme, with huge Saddle Arabian rugs, gilded furniture, and plenty of silken drapes adorning the polished stonework, with some burning torches and lamps serving as eye-catching accents. Shining might have thought it a little gaudy in its attempt to capture the feeling of wealth with an excess of fine materials, but after coming from the Crystal Empire, he was merely happy to see that things could look rich without being made solely of rock. The concierge at least was not dressed in costume, wearing a suit like one would expect.

Pinkie had reserved the room in his name, so when they checked in, the concierge said, "Ah, yes Mister Armor. You have the Sultan's Suite with the King's Honeymoon package. Quite luxurious, truly a one-of-a-kind experience that I believe a stallion of your fine taste will enjoy very much. The Sultan's Suite is the only room on-property of its kind, and you'll have a dedicated staff assigned to its care and your service while you're with us. Your butler will be up shortly with your bags and to assist with anything you might need. Before you can receive your key, though, there's just the matter of a few waivers we'd like you to sign..."

On the counter, the concierge placed a few different stacks of papers for Shining Armor to sign. He glanced over them, but of course he wasn't reading them very closely. It all seemed like any other hotel, with headers like "damage liability agreement" "cleaning policy" "adult consent release" "sexual activity agreement," and "credit waiver release." As Shining Armor passed the signed forms back to the concierge, he did a double-take at some of those titles. "Wait, what were some of those? Did I see something about..." he trailed off, not sure how to say it out loud to a stranger in proper dress.

The concierge didn't seem to hear him. "Very good, sir. With all of that, here is your royal seal, marking you as the occupant of the Sultan's Suite for the duration of your stay," he said, offering Shining Armor a large golden amulet with a big blue gem embedded in the center on a blue silken ribbon to hang around his neck. Shining Armor was about to ask what the seal was for, but the concierge continued. "If you have any questions, your butler will be able to assist you with any and all matters. Enjoy your stay, sir," he said, passing a large golden key to Shining Armor.

"Ooh! Shall we go see the royal harem, Mister Armor?" Pinkie said, fluttering her eyelashes as she affected a posh accent with a grin.

Shining Armor began to head through the hotel with her, up to their room, walking along thick rugs all the while, eyeing her suspiciously. "Pinkie," he said flatly.

"Yeeeeesss?" she replied coyly as she bounced along, her hops muffled by the plush rug beneath.

"What aren't you telling me?" he asked, cocking his eyebrow.

"A surprise isn't fun if it's spoiled!" she sang back to him. When they finally reached the top of the hotel where the Sultan's Suite was, Shining Armor and Pinkie were met with a big set of golden double doors, flanked by two large stallions dressed in white cloth wrappings, looking like harem guards.

"Well, if they wanted to make you feel like royalty, it's pretty accurate," Shining murmured to Pinkie, recalling both his own bedchamber guards at the Crystal Palace and doing such guard duty at the Canterlot Palace. As proud as he once was of his title and achievements, though, he didn't feel regret as he looked back on them. Prestige and nobility were nice, but a life full of hot sex with a plump-assed mare was better, hooves-down.

"I thought you'd feel right at home," Pinkie quipped back. "Just because you gave up your crown doesn't mean you have to stop being the king of the castle, you know."

The guards bowed as they opened the doors, and what Shining Armor saw beyond took his breath away, even after spending most of his adult life in palaces. A sprawling suite with several rooms, glittering and polished to an immaculate shine. A lavish dining table, a fireplace burning in front of a large rug in the living room, an extravagant bathroom with its own gilded hot tub, and in the bedroom, a massive bed as the best of all, draped in silks and overflowing with cushions, a balcony overlooking the bustling city below, and another balcony off of the dining room, overlooking the hotel's pool and lounge area.

Shining Armor whistled as he and Pinkie walked through it all, taking in the glamor of it. "They're not kidding when they say it's a luxury suite, huh? Talk about fancy," he remarked.

"Ooh, I know! It's so shiny and sparkly! And they've got drinks and sweets and you can order anything you want from the room service menu and they'll bring it to you right in bed!" Pinkie squealed back.

Shining Armor chuckled. "They really want to give you the royal treatment, huh?" he said. "Well, I'm glad it's not accurate. When you're actual royalty, you hardly have any time to enjoy any of the perks. I don't think I got room service in bed once."

"And that's not even the best part," Pinkie Pie added, approaching him with a sultry look in her eyes. She stroked his chest with a hoof and said, "You're the king here, which means you get to have whatever you want. Not just with the hotel, but with me, too."

Shining Armor cocked his head and smiled softly at her, reciprocating the touch by running his hoof along her poofy mane. "What do you mean?" he asked.

Pinkie rested her hoof on his arm and answered, "All I ever wanted was to have fun, as much as I could, every day. And you're a lot of fun," she smiled sweetly up at him. "Other stallions are stuffy and serious, focused on work or their responsibilities, but you're so relaxed and easy to get along with. Twilight used to tell me all about how you two would play together all the time when you were foals, so I always knew you were fun. You take care of the ponies around you. You just needed someone to take care of you, too. So that's what I want to do," she said. "If we're going to be together, Shiny, then I want to make sure you get what you deserve in the bedroom this time around. Which means, starting now, all you have to do is ask. You can have whatever you want, whenever you want, where you want. You're the king," she explained, batting her lashes flirtatiously at him again.

Shining felt some eager heat running through him at her words. The two had been going hot and heavy ever since that first afternoon at Sugarcube Corner, but Shining had always felt that Pinkie was so eager to have sex with him out of a more mutual horniness, and her being a bit of a size queen, of course. But what she was proposing now was very different, ceding control of their sex life entirely to him, letting him act out any and all of his fantasies on her, catering to each and every impulse that originated between his hindlegs. It couldn't be more different from how things were with Cadance, where he never got a say in any of it. He knew it was exactly what he'd needed all along.

So with his own grin slowly spreading across his muzzle, Shining Armor said, "Well, if that's the case then... Why don't we start by ordering some dessert?"

"That sounds yummy," Pinkie answered.

Shining Armor reached out to squeeze Pinkie's plump ass. "And you can give me a blowjob while we wait for it to show up." Even being able to phrase it like an order instead of a request was a thrill.

And it was even more thrilling to hear Pinkie accept so readily. "Ooh! You bet!" seeming even more eager than he was, Pinkie Pie raced to the bed to flop herself onto it, bouncing with the cushions gleefully before settling onto the mattress, rubbing the blankets seductively for Shining to join her.

Shining Armor poked his head out to the staff posing as harem guards with his order before turning back to the mare waiting on the bed for him. The stallion couldn't help but jump onto the plush mattress too, his cock already out of its sheath and flopping with excitement, bouncing Pinkie too as she giggled. Then, he simply spread out, reclined, and relaxed.

Pinkie Pie didn't hesitate. "Mmmm..." she moaned in her throat as she opened her muzzle and immediately swallowed his cock, right down to the balls as usual, sheathing his length in her neck as his erection throbbed to a full, pleasant stiffness.

"Ahh, yeah..." he sighed, feeling perfectly in heaven now that there was no more need to hide or sneak around, no more worrying about Cadance or anything else. At last, he could just lay back and enjoy getting his dick sucked. Rubbing his hoof in Pinkie's mane again, he looked down at her bobbing head around his thick shaft and said, "I hope you like that, because you're going to be doing it a lot more from now on."

"Mmhmm!" she replied, her squeal of agreement vibrating down his shaft and she twisted and slurped loudly, no longer worried about anypony overhearing now that it was just the two of them, and they were free.

"Ohh, Celestia, that's so good," Shining Armor moaned, feeling more confident and more powerful by the moment. "Get down there and suck my nuts while you're at it."

With a long, wet withdrawal, Pinkie popped off of Shining's cock and snapped a jaunty salute. "One set of spit-shined family jewels, coming right up!" Then with a voraciousness Pinkie usually reserved for cake, she shoved her muzzle into his crotch and began to lick and suckle at his balls.

"Fuck yes," Shining Armor groaned back, spreading his thighs a little more as he felt his orbs tended to. "You were right, Pinkie; this is what I've been needing. I feel more like a king now than I did when I was actually a Prince!"

"Mmm, and we're just getting started, your big-dickedness!" Pinkie replied. She suckled each of his nuts into her muzzle, left then right, humming with delight before she gave a lick up his ballsack, up his toweringly hard shaft, and then stared into Shining Armor's eyes with a sultry glow. "More deepthroating, your hungness?" she teased.

"Yes," he replied in the same magnanimous tone, but even he couldn't keep up the act when Pinkie plunged back down his cock hungrily, moaning as his hips pushed forward involuntarily. "Ohhh, fuck, Pinkie!"

Suddenly, the door burst open. Shining Armor startled, trying to cover himself, but Pinkie kept her muzzle shoved into his crotch, seemingly not hearing some pony entering on them. It was the room service with the dessert, accompanied by another prim-looking unicorn stallion in a fine suit. He was an icy blue color with a white mane and a little pencil mustache and golden eyes. Shining opened his mouth to try and tell Pinkie to stop, that the room service was here, but the stallion, who didn't seem shocked at all to see Pinkie bobbing her head in Shining's crotch, spoke before he could. "Room service, Royal Sultan! Allow me the pleasure of introducing myself; I am White Glove, and I shall be your butler for the duration of your stay with us."

The emotion Shining felt most strongly was utter embarrassment. But right behind that was confusion. Why wasn't Pinkie stopping now that she'd definitely heard the butler? Why wasn't White Glove surprised? Why weren't the other staff stopping as they unloaded trays of pastries and delicacies? Did no pony seriously care that their guest was in the middle of getting a blowjob like no other?

"Uhh..." Shining faltered, his brain scrambling for the words to speak, and Pinkie Pie twisting her lips around the base of his cock didn't help matters either. Fighting through spine-tingling pleasure, Shining managed to croak out, "I'm- so sorry... Nnng..."

"No need to apologize, sir," White Glove replied in his posh accent. "It is your right, after all."

Now Shining was even more confused. "Wh-what are you... Ooooh...!" he moaned as Pinkie ground her muzzle into his crotch, her tongue swirling over his shaft.

As White Glove began to explain, Pinkie took up a rapid pace of bobbing her head on Shining's cock, sucking down nearly have of his length with each stroke, the butler remaining nonplussed. "Sir, the Sultan's Palace is one of the most fine and exotic resorts in Las Pegasus. And by purchasing the King's Honeymoon package, you are designated as our 'sultan' for duration of your stay by that seal you wear around your neck. That seal affords you all kinds of privileges barred from our normal guests."

Shining Armor gasped at Pinkie's rapid blowjob, but managed to ask, "What are you talking about?"

White Glove just gave a little smile. "Sir, this is Las Pegasus - a city of sin and carnal delights! Any pony can build a fancy hotel, and certainly the strip is lined with dozens. What we offer is a more salacious, exotic delight. The Sultan's Palace attracts all manner of voyeurs, but the voyeurs need an exhibitionist to observe, do they not? And that is where the role of Sultan comes into play." Shining Armor was starting to see, his eyes widening as his pleasure increased, but White Glove continued. "I understand, Mister Armor, that you are quite a bit of an exhibitionist yourself, no? The role of sultan, then, fits naturally for you, since included in your package is the right to engage in any sexual activity you desire, regardless of where or when you are or what ponies are present."

Shining Armor exhaled with electric surprise. "Any... Anywhere I want?"

"Of course, sir," White Glove replied. "So think nothing of getting a blowjob while your butler is present, sir. It's nothing I haven't seen before. In fact, I invite you to enjoy yourself, sir. You do strike quite a kingly figure, after all."

Shining Armor couldn't be sure if White Glove or the other servants were getting off on watching him like this, since they seemed to keep their composure well, but he also wasn't sure if he cared. Something about being tended to in this manner, Pinkie Pie sucking his dick while he conducted business with his butler, was decidedly hot. It was the kind of fantasy he used to have before he married Cadance, but one that he never would have been able to act out in his wildest dreams. But once again, Pinkie had made it happen.

His balls clenched hard, his cock throbbing in her throat as she added twists to her fast bobs, wet suckling filling the space between Shining Armor and White Glove. But he allowed himself to relax again as the staff wheeled their tray out of the room. "Well... alright then."

"Very good, sir," White Glove replied with a nod. "But I'm not just here to introduce myself, sir. There's also a matter of business." White Glove used his icy aura to levitate a silver platter with the shiny cover over toward the bed. "Your mare took great care to arrange for everything ahead of time. She wanted to ensure that the two of you would be able to enjoy your stay to its fullest, and she wanted me to bring these as soon as you two arrived."

White Glove removed the lid, beneath which was a single piece of parchment.

"A... marriage license?" Shining Armor said aloud. Pinkie started bobbing harder, taking more of his cock in her throat, nearly suckling his entire length with each voracious stroke. He couldn't hold back much longer. Pinkie's signature was already at the bottom.

"Las Pegasus is also a city of cheap thrills and quick marriages, sir," White Glove replied. "Merely sign at the bottom, and you and Miss Pie shall legally be husband and wife."

White Glove levitated a quill toward Shining Armor. He felt his heart pounding as he dipped it in the inkwell. He hesitated, wondering if it was really a good idea to agree to something so momentous in these circumstances. His first marriage certainly hadn't turned out well. But Pinkie was sucking on his cock harder than she ever had before, desperately urging him to agree to the contract, showing him what he'd be getting if he did. His vision was getting hazy. He was about to cum.

Shining Armor's quill scratched out his signature right as he went over the edge. "Ohh! Ohh, fuck, Pinkie!" he called out.

With the signature complete, White Glove snatched up the license and bowed as he turned to leave. "Very good, sir. I now pronounce you mare and colt." As he reached the door, White Glove turned and smirked as he said, "Enjoy your stay, sir."

Shining Armor's voice followed him out as he left, bellowing with one of the most powerful climaxes he'd ever felt echoing through the honeymoon suite, cumming powerfully into Pinkie's belly.

This was going to be the best vacation ever.

Just walking through the halls and lobby of the Sultan's Palace, wearing that amulet that designated him as the stallion of the hour, was enough to puff Shining Armor up, his chest brimming with pride. A part of him felt as if it was all too good to be true, that there was no way what White Glove had told him could possibly be real. But when he noticed the way the other hotel staff, and even the other guests looked at him, eyeing the amulet and then sizing him up, ponies whispering to each other while looking at him from across the room, he began to believe it. He could tell they were watching him, waiting to see what he would do, waiting to see if he'd actually go ahead and fuck the pink mare beside him right in the open. It was a bit strange actually being watched like that, having a spotlight on him, but there was excitement as well.

"It's like they're all waiting for a show," Shining Armor muttered to Pinkie as they headed out toward the pool. "Is this really just some kind of resort for perverts?"

"Not exclusively," Pinkie answered simply. "Most ponies are a lot naughtier than you'd think. You should have seen some of the stuff I caught Mr. and Mrs. Cake doing, and they're some of the most wholesome ponies in Equestria! Getting to go to a sexy place like this makes things feel a lot wilder without them having to actually get involved themselves. Why wouldn't ponies want a little more spice with their vacation? You're probably just the warm-up for whatever they get up to with their escorts later on in their own rooms."

"I didn't even think about that," he replied, taking a look at the other ponies around them. A lot of them were couples, and it was pretty obvious to spot the horny middle-aged couples looking to spice up their love lives, and also the older stallions with their hooves wrapped around the cute young mares that were way out of their league. But noticing the dynamic at play, the way their eyes drifted past him and his amulet as he went, did give Shining Armor a bit more confidence as they stepped outside toward the pool.

Shining Armor expected something pretty lavish, and he wasn't disappointed. Not only was the pool big, a sprawling layout with multiple levels, stretched across a tropical courtyard and separated by waterfalls, but it was decorated exotically with the gold and geometric glitter that marked Saddle Arabian aesthetic, columns and fire surrounding the sparkling water, steamy hot tubs, and the poolside bar.

"Ooh, where should we start?" Pinkie wondered aloud.

"We should probably get a seat," Shining Armor suggested, looking around at the colorful beach chairs lining the edge of the pool.

"Perhaps you'd like to see the Sultan's throne, Mister Armor?" White Glove said, appearing beside Shining Armor as if from nowhere, startling him. Shining Armor was only used to his sister teleporting everywhere, but he didn't realize his butler would be attending to him like this, or would be so stealthy.

"Your own throne, eh?" Pinkie replied with a mischievous grin. "C'mon! Let's check it out!"

White Glove led them to something that looked more like a floating raft than a seat, currently tied off to a corner of the pool. It was a giant floating chair made to look like a throne, but more than big enough for two ponies to recline on and soak up the bright sun above.

"Not bad as far as thrones go," Shining Armor admired.

Pinkie didn't hesitate to jump into the cushioned, golden arms, laying herself out before cooing with delight. "Ohh, this is nice! It's even got massage settings!" she buzzed as the chair began to vibrate in the water. "It's even big enough you could dive off of it!" Pinkie sprang up, and after a dashing start she leapt through the air with the shrill cry of "CANNONBALL!!!"

The plump mare made quite a splash, dousing Shining's face and mane. As the pink mare came up, he grinned back at her. "You call that a cannonball? Let me show you how it's done!" before he jumped in after her.

Swimming and splashing around the pool was a lot of fun, and Pinkie made everything they did twice as fun as normal. The floating throne made a great base for all kinds of pool games she wanted to play, and Shining Armor soaked up the fun as much as the sun. Other ponies swam and drank and relaxed around them, still quietly observing, and Shining Armor was getting more and more used to it. The feeling of eyes on him was accompanied by the knowledge of their permission. He could do whatever he wanted, whenever he felt the urge. As he splashed and dunked Pinkie Pie, he could feel that urge coming as well. He knew he'd want to test out his privileges here. It was only a matter of deciding when he felt like taking the plunge.

When they got a bit tired from the swimming, the two wet ponies hauled themselves onto the floating throne, laying out and letting the sun dry them. Shining Armor let out a big sigh, staring up at the bright blue vastness above, warmth on his wet coat. Things were perfect.

"Having fun, Your Majesty?" Pinkie addressed him, her hooves sliding down his muscular body.

"I could be having a bit more," Shining Armor replied. He clopped his hooves together, summoning White Glove in a flash at the poolside where Shining Armor floated just a few feet away.

"How can I assist you, sir?"

"We'll take a couple of fruity cocktails, butler," Shining Armor answered, and then he looked down at Pinkie Pie. "And how about another blowjob while we're at it?"

"Very good, sir," White Glove said with a bow before heading off.

"Took you long enough," Pinkie said. With the bright sun overhead and the busy pool around them, the pink mare spun herself around with her rump facing Shining Armor's face before she took his balls in her hooves and shoved her muzzle into his crotch, immediately beginning to lavish his nuts with worshipful attention.

"Ahh..." Shining Armor sighed as he felt those lips start to suckle on his hefty balls while floating gently along the surface of the pool. With Pinkie's enthusiasm, it didn't take long before he felt his stallionhood start to emerge from his sheath, flopping onto his thigh where it was immediately attacked by Pinkie Pie's hungry lips, slurping up the shaft until she reached the flare. By the time she was ready to take the plunge, he was already throbbing and stiff. He squirmed when she did; each time he felt those lips swallow every last inch of his cock in one gulp, he felt as if she might suck his soul out of his cock. It was impossible not to groan at the intense pleasure of it all.

But this time around, he had the feast of Pinkie Pie's big, marshmallow butt sitting right on his chest, her tail flagged and presenting her with the plump, wet pussy right in front of his muzzle. With an offering like that just waiting for him, Shining Armor couldn't resist. He struggled to flare his horn while Pinkie pumped her throat around his cock, but he managed to lift her tail as he reached out to smack his hooves against her fat ass, massaging her cheeks as he dove in. He dragged his tongue up her wet, hungry slot, tasting her tangy juices as her thick clit winked against his lips. She even tasted sweeter than Cadance.

"Mmm! Mmhmmmm...!" Pinkie moaned back around his cock shuddering at the pleasure of Shining Armor eating her out, redoubling her efforts by bobbing her head on his crotch, swallowing his dick down as he slurped and suckled on her own pussy, shoving his tongue in deep, a feedback loop of salacious pleasure created between them. Shining Armor couldn't see much around them with the poof of Pinkie's tail hanging near his face and her wide butt filling his vision, but he could practically feel the eyes on him, watching him with excitement and envy, a few gasps and excited whispers sounding around him.

But as good as Pinkie's blowjobs were, Shining Armor had the advantage of having his balls being regularly drained by her to bolster his stamina, where Pinkie had no such luxury to stand against Shining's assault on her pussy. He knew she liked it hard and fast and sloppy, and he had no qualms about making out with her cunt, soaking his face in her wetness, only coming up for air and to tease her by gently tracing his lit horn around her sensitive butthole before going in for the kill.

She never stood a chance. With her body shivering with delight and her blowjob becoming more uneven and chaotic, eventually all Pinkie could do was shove Shining Armor's cock down to the depths of her throat before her climax ripped through her, a shrill moan of release rippling through his stiff shaft in her neck as her body spasmed with a satisfying orgasm. Shining Armor teased her all the way through it with licks and kisses along her folds, popping off her clit with his own satisfied sigh. Even before Pinkie managed to fully recover, she was already showing her gratitude for her stallion's attention by cramming her mouth onto his dick, sucking him off like crazy in an attempt to give him the same pleasure he'd given her.

Shining Armor laid back, content to enjoy his blowjob to its inevitable finish when he saw White Glove standing beside the pool, cocktails suspended in his icy aura and a smirk on his face. "Good show, sir," he praised, floating the tropical drink down to Shining Armor. "I dare say, it's been quite some time since I've seen a stallion quite so skilled in the art of cunnilingus."

"Lots of practice," Shining Armor replied as he reclined, sipping his drink, shivering himself as he felt Pinkie's wild cocksucking bringing him close to the edge. He couldn't be sure if White Glove was just flattering him or if he was being sincere, but Shining Armor decided that he liked being flattered anyway. The whole point of being with Pinkie and this stay at the Sultan's Palace was to stroke his ego, and he could feel now that possibly the only thing better than getting his dick sucked was having his ego fellated.

If there was anything to solidify that in his mind, it was a brief moment that happened next. As he felt his balls tightening, Pinkie's slurping, suckling, bobbing lips bringing him closer and closer to orgasm, making him groan in delight. But then he sensed a pony moving close by, and felt their eyes watching him. When Shining turned his head and opened his eyes, he saw a fat, older pegasus stallion with an orange coat and mane passing by in the pool, wearing some green swim trunks and holding a beer bottle in his wing. He grinned at Shining Armor and waggled his eyebrows at him. "Nice!" was all he said, not just admiring the view, not even looking at Pinkie, but looking at Shining. The sight was hot, but his compliment was decidedly an expression of male solidarity; 'Nice job getting your dick sucked, buddy!'

Shining Armor gave him a smirk back and a nod of his head, a thumbs-up of a gesture, before he felt Pinkie swallow him down to his balls and force him over the edge. "Ughh, fuck!" he grunted as his climax began. The other stallion was already climbing out of the pool, but he, White Glove, and several others had no qualms about watching Shining Armor's full orgasm play out in the broad light of day, his hips pumping slightly, mashing his crotch into Pinkie's face as Shining Armor fed her ever last drop of his cum, which she swallowed gratefully.

White Glove was there, offering a handerchief to Pinkie to wipe her mouth with as she popped off of Shining Armor's cock. "Ooh! Thank you, sir!" she said, politely dabbing at her mouth of the stray strands of Shining's jizz.

As Pinkie flopped back into Shining's arms, he wrapped them around her shoulders and sighed as the two floated lazily along the pool's surface. "Best. Honeymoon. Ever," he said, squeezing Pinkie with a grin.

And Shining Armor meant it. After an afternoon in the pool and sun, he was more than ready for a romantic evening with his new wife, a chance to really see Pinkie Pie as his lifelong partner. As the evening began to spill over the city and the lights flickered on, the two made their way to the resort's high-end restaurant at the top of the building, where the two had a table specifically reserved for the sultan. Here, the theming dropped away a bit, the gaudy colors and gold everything becoming marble and glass, fine china and white tablecloths.

As they took their seats, Shining Armor wasn't surprised to see White Glove attending them, always with that smug little smile on his face. He poured the two their wine and lit the candles with the horn, and Shining Armor had to take a moment to stop and admire the mare across from him. Even with the garish lights of Las Pegasus gleaming in the grand window behind her, the skyline a halo behind her frizzy mane, Pinkie was still the brightest thing he'd ever seen. Her smile truly glowed, and she didn't have to say a word for him to know without a doubt how happy she was to be with him.

He didn't even realize how much his expression mirrored hers. "You look like a happy stallion," she said a bit flirtatiously.

"Are you surprised?" he replied with a chuckle. "I've gotten laid more times this month than I have in my entire life. I'm a very happy stallion." Pinkie grinned back at him, and he continued, more sincerely, "It really means a lot to me, you know."

"Oh, I know. Testosterone is a hell of a drug, huh?" she quipped back.

"It's not just that," Shining said, reaching across the table to hold Pinkie's hoof in his. "I... Before..." he started, trying to find the words. "I've always done my best to serve and protect. To give. As an older brother looking out for my sister. As a guard, and then a guard captain. Then as a prince and a husband. I've never had somepony go out of their way to make me happy. I always thought that just having a wife, getting married would make me happy. It was always what a stallion is supposed to do. I never even thought about what I needed from my wife, or even that I deserved to have somepony try for me as hard as I tried for them. And now that I have it, it feels like everything's fallen into place at last."

Pinkie's eyes were so big and sweet, gazing deeply into his. "And it's not going anywhere, either," she told him. "If anypony can give you all the fun a stallion like you could possibly have, it's me. We have the rest of our lives to play and screw and laugh all we want."

Shining Armor nodded back at her. "But I still worry about you. That's just in my nature. Things are great now, but I know they're not really balanced, either. You're giving so much to me, and it's been nice taking for a change, but sometimes I wonder if this is really how you want things to be? If there's not more you need me to give?"

He was surprised to see Pinkie giggle at him. "Oh, Shiny, you really can't switch off can you?" she told him. "It's just like you said: you're so used to giving to everypony, and now you're not sure what to do with yourself when it's time to get what you deserve." She stroked the top of his hoof with hers and explained, "My favorite thing in the world is to have fun. And all the sex? Getting to suck the dick of the hottest stud around? That's the best kind of playtime! But even without all the screwing, you're so much more fun. Other stallions are so serious and grown-up, they just want to do their jobs and talk about boring stuff. But you still have your old action figures, and you love Ogres & Oubliettes and comic books too. But you're not some man-colt either. I know you'd be a great father," she told him sincerely. Shining Armor didn't know how to respond. It was one of the most touching things he'd ever heard. So Pinkie concluded with, "So don't worry about me, Shining. All I want is for you to play with me. As much as you want, whenever you want, wherever you want."

For a moment, Shining Armor was speechless. He'd never heard anything like what Pinkie had said to him before, such a sincere but straightforward declaration of love, of her true understanding of the stallion before her. He had no choice but to accept what she'd said, to believe it, to simply gaze into Pinkie's eyes and feel the warmth flowing from her to him.

But her offer to play had another effect on him as well. Even as White Glove and the waiters brought out their soup and salad for the first course, Shining Armor leaned over the table to kiss Pinkie Pie. And she kissed him back, their lips meeting, sweetly at first, but then hotly, swapping breath before their tongues got involved. It wasn't long before they were making out, Shining Armor standing up from his seat to lean further into the kiss, little moans escaping between them. Shining Armor began to circle around the table as other ponies dining took notice, but as long as he wore the special amulet, they knew not to say anything, quietly enjoying the show that came with their dinner. Shining Armor reached out with a hoof to touch Pinkie, to trace along her cheek and neck as they kissed passionately, but then that touch slipped lower, down her side and along her flank.

"Shining..." Pinkie Pie gasped as their kiss broke.

"Yeah," he replied with a nod kissing her strongly again. Nothing else needed to be said.

The makeout had left Shining Armor rock hard, his stallionhood thwacking his barrel with a meaty slap as he now circled around Pinkie Pie. He wanted her so badly, but it wasn't pure lust he was overcome with, his arousal not a product of simple male libido. He wanted to be inside of her, to hold her beneath his body, to feel her move and breath and moan for him. He wanted every bit of Pinkie Pie that he could get, and there was no way to be closer to a mare than to make love to her. Pinkie pushed the salad aside before placing her forehooves on the table, and Shining Armor wasted no time in moving to mount her.

By now, he felt like an old pro when it came to fucking Pinkie. He knew right where to jab that girthy dick of his, right where the folds of her sweet pussy would yield for him with a wet squelch, and in one thrust, he had entered her, the heat of her marehood enveloping his shaft all at once as he plunged inside. The two let out a mutual moan of carnal delight as Shining Armor walked himself forward, sheathing himself fully inside his wife, until he was fully embraced in the hot caress of her tight cunt, his balls pressed warmly to her body, his forehooves hugging her hips closely to him. Pinkie turned her head to look up at him, but for once, there was no need for words. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her, wanted to be completed by him just as much as he wanted to be engulfed by her. He wanted to fuck her, and she wanted nothing more than to let him.

The table rocked slightly, glasses and plates clattering a little as Shining started to buck his hips, each rattle of the flatware joined by a fleshy, wet clap of nuts smacking thighs and cock sinking into juicy pussy. "Mmmm..." the two groaned in unison, sharing the same pleasure between them, overcome by passion and lust in equal measure. Amulet or no amulet, Shining Armor wasn't sure if there was any force in Equestria that could keep him off of this mare. Every thrust was heavenly, every squeeze sweeter than any of his fantasies. How could he ever resist? And how had he ever gone so long without a mare like Pinkie in his life?

Shining Armor's rhythm was slow enough to start, strong and deliberate, that White Glove could still interject. Judging by the little smirk on his face, Shining Armor was starting to get the distinct impression that the other unicorn was much more of a voyeur than he let on. He was half-tempted to sneak a peek below White Glove's barrel to see if his own arousal at the display had gotten the better of him, but Shining Armor also had the distinct feeling that White Glove would never give himself away so easily. This was all a game to him, and one that he very much enjoyed playing.

"May I take your order, sir and madam?" he said, tilting his head politely at the rutting couple. If it weren't for that cheeky little smile, it would be as if he hadn't noticed the ponies fucking right before his eyes. Shining Armor at least had to admire his skills as an actor.

"I'll have the summer squash paella," Shining Armor grunted out as he slammed his cock deep inside Pinkie, making her squeal out as he jammed his flare against her sweet spots.

"Oohhhhh! And I'll have - Nnngg, I'll have the hollandaise hay brisket!" Pinkie managed to choke out her response, holding onto the table tightly as Shining Armor's sturdy hips slammed into her plump flanks, the table rocking louder and louder with every thrust.

"Excellent choices, sir and madam. We'll have your meal out right away," White Glover said, his voice as prim as ever as he turned tail and headed back toward the kitchen.

"He's definitely going to jack off in a closet somewhere, right?" Shining Armor moaned, picking up the pace as he pounded harder and harder into Pinkie's fat ass.

"Ohh, I don't care about his dick, right now. I just need your big, fat cock Shining Armor!" Pinkie wailed in response, not too loud to fully disturb the restaurant, but certainly loud enough that everypony else could hear.

"Yeah, yeah...! Take it, Pinkie! Take my fucking cock!" Shining growled back at her, knowing how much she loved him at his cockiest, his most confident, his studliest. Once again, the eyes on him, the mare beneath him, the utter feeling of triumph was too much for Shining Armor to keep at bay any longer.

The waiters emerged with wine and platters, pouring it into their glasses as Shining Armor hit his climax. "Oohhhhhh, Pinkie!" he bellowed out, plunging his cock to the depths inside of her all at once. While the wine bottles glugged nearby, Pinkie shuddered in delight beneath her stallion as he pumped spurt after spurt of his thick, creamy load deep inside of her, his eyes fluttering in orgasmic ecstasy.

When the two came down, they were left breathless, recovering to see the lavish spread of fine dining before them just as White Glove removed the lids to the silver platters, as if he had planned and timed everything in advance, down to the second. The effect at least was impressive. "Sir and madam, dinner is served," he said with a flourish of the dishes as he set them in their places. Shining Armor and Pinkie looked at each other, husband still lodged firmly inside wife, before he chuckled, pulled out with a cum splatter on the fine tile, and went to take his seat across from her. White Glove barely broke his stride to wipe up Shining Armor's spilled jizz with a silken handkerchief as the couple sat down to eat.

Dinner could not have been finer, truly the taste of luxury, and their salacious display only made the elitism of the expensive meal all the better. But the couple knew they couldn't honeymoon in Las Pegasus without dropping in on one of the casinos that the city was famous for. So once they were finished eating, Luna's moon rising high in the night sky, Shining and Pinkie put on their nicest tuxedo and flashiest party dress respectively, and headed to the Sultan's Palace very own on-property casino.

The gold and silks were up to eleven within the casino, and even the torches had been enchanted to burn in a rainbow of colors, making the entire floor flash and glow with bright, eye-catching colors and endless refinement. The whole place screamed fun and money, and Pinkie was dazzled just by looking at all of it. Even if it was just for gambling, it was hard to deny the appealing sight it presented: rich ponies and tourists seated at flashing slot machines, card tables, and clicking roulettes, tension high in the air just waiting for the next pony to win big.

Of course, Shining Armor knew there were perks to being a VIP here. As Pinkie craned to look at all of the flashing machines, Shining led her by the arm toward the restricted section on the upper level, where only wealthy members were allowed to play. All he had to do was flash his amulet, and the guard pulled the rope aside to let them through.

What awaited them was a smaller and much more posh version of what the casino floor looked like below, a few different tables with rich, suited ponies gathered around, playing fast and loose with their vast sums of bits represented by stacks of chips. Shining Armor seated himself at a dice table, joining several other high class, older stallions with pretty mares at their sides as well. He fit right in, and they nodded to him.

"Didn't know we'd be joined by royalty," one of the stallions said, grinning at Shining Armor.

"Evening, gentlecolts," Shining greeted them as he bought in.

"We'll talk about it on Monday. That is, if you still have anything to invest after tonight!" one of the stallions said to another.

"You seem familiar," the stallion next to Shining Armor, a milk chocolate-colored earth pony with a green mane said as he took the dice in hoof. "Should I know you from somewhere?"

"Depends on how much you keep up with current events," Shining Armor said casually, not necessarily wanting to flaunt his recent scandals or successes. It was nice that, for once, he could blend in more.

"That's a nice mare you got there," another stallion next to him, white with a pink mane himself said as he nodded at Pinkie, his eyes gleaming excitedly. "Now those are some foalbearing hips if I've ever seen one!"

"Las Pegasus is the place to make all sorts of mistakes, after all," the first stallion next to Shining Armor commented as he rolled.

"Oh, I'll make sure he won't regret anything that happens tonight," Pinkie replied, throwing her hooves around Shining Armor's neck, lavishing him with attention, which he soaked right up.

Shining Armor and the others clapped modestly at the result of the roll before the chips were moved and the dice transferred to him. Taking them in his hoof, he turned to Pinkie and said, "Want to blow on my dice, babe?"

The double entendre wasn't lost on her as she looked up at him with lidded eyes and said, "I was wondering when you'd ask." She made a dramatic motion with her hoof before playfully blowing a kiss over the dice, which Shining Armor then tossed into the center of the table.

"Lucky seven," the pony running the table announced. Shining Armor had bet on odds, leading to a small win. He smiled as he reached out to give Pinkie's ass a squeeze.

"You didn't tell us she was lucky!" the white stallion laughed at Shining Armor.

"Maybe you'll let her blow on my dice next time?" the chocolate one said.

"If you think I'm sharing, you guys are crazy," Shining replied with a grin, groping Pinkie Pie again as she pressed herself lovingly into him.

"How is she in bed? I bet she's a great fuck," the white stallion said, elbowing Shining Armor.

"With an ass like that? How do you stay off of her?" the chocolate stallion added.

Shining Armor soaked up all the praise, knowing that every word of admiration that went to his wife reflected even better on him. "She's even better at sucking dick," Shining replied, earning an "oooh," and a few chuckles from the gathered ponies. The other mares leaned flirtatiously into their stallions, happy to be arm candy in this lavish, ritzy place. But as the dice eventually made their way back to Shining Armor, he again turned to Pinkie. "Why don't you blow on my other dice, honey?" he purred to her.

Pinkie didn't respond except for a sultry smile as she dropped to her haunches, beneath Shining Armor where the rest of the ponies were reared up with their forehooves on the table. Everypony could see her poofy pink mane bobbing from the other side, and the stallions next to him could see her suckle lovingly on Shining Armor's balls before his long, thick cock spilled out from his sheath, which she gratefully began to suck down into her throat, blowing him right in the middle of the VIP hall.

Shining Armor sighed again as he cast his die. "That's it, baby," he groaned.

"Four. Evens have it, well done, sir," Shining Armor was praised again.

"Damn, look at her go," the white stallion said. "You weren't lying boy, that mare really can suck a dick! How the hell did you train her to go down on a monster like that?"

"You'll have to give me the name of the escort service," the chocolate stallion said, elbowing Shining Armor.

"Mmmm..." he sighed, enjoying his blowjob as Pinkie Pie picked up the pace. "She's my wife," he answered, and he knew that would make them more jealous than anything.

Pinkie pulled out all the stops in her performance, sucking Shining Armor's cock with every twisting, slurping bob and deep, gurgling suckle that she could muster. But when the dice came back, she pulled off of his erection with a pop to whisper up to him, "Shining, go all in on this one."

He looked down, his cock pressed against Pinkie's cheek. "You sure, babe?"

"My pinkie sense is never wrong! You got this honey!" she encouraged him before unhinging her jaw and swallowing every last inch of his cock down into her gullet before bobbing fast, gripping him hard, worshiping him utterly.

Shining Armor could feel his nuts clenching, another orgasm approaching fast with Pinkie's expert skill. "Whatever you say, babe," he said. He pushed all his chips in, betting on twelve. He could feel his spine tingling, his head getting light as he shook the dice in his hooves before casting them with a clatter.

As they soared through the air and rattled against the sides of the table, he already could feel himself going over the edge.

"Boxcars! The well-endowed gentlecolt wins!"

"Ohhhh, fuck yeah!" Shining Armor roared in climax as the ponies around him clopped their hooves enthusiastically, the chips being shoved his way in stacks while he came hard into Pinkie's throat, holding her muzzle tight to his crotch. Shining Armor had plenty of bits before, but he knew that after tonight, money definitely wouldn't be an issue.

"Shining! Shining! Oh, Celestia, fuck me again, Shining!" Pinkie Pie cried out.

"Yeah! Ohh, take my big, fat cock!" Shining bellowed back.

After Shining Armor had nearly doubled his fortune with Pinkie's help back in the casino, the two knew there was only one thing left to do: return to their room and celebrate by fucking like rabbits all night long. With the moon well past its zenith, the room was already a mess; the bedsheets were in disarray, the couch cushions scattered, and jizz was splattered nearly everywhere, dripping from the coffee table to hanging from the chandelier after Pinkie bet him she couldn't make him hit the ceiling after her blowjob.

Shining Armor didn't know how he had the stamina to keep going after countless orgasms throughout the day and night, but he didn't question these things when it came to Pinkie Pie. Perhaps she'd slipped him some kind of aphrodisiac, or perhaps the magic of love really was that strong when he was with the mare of his dreams. But all he knew is that when he rolled off of her on the table, certain that this time he was finally spent for good, he found himself growing hard again as she begged for more of him, his libido getting much more than a second wind, and it was like it was the first time all over again.

He didn't care who saw anymore. He didn't want to stop. He wanted all of her, forever. He never wanted this night to end. So he carried her in his hooves toward the balcony, where all of the Sultan's Palace and Las Pegasus could see them if they wanted. Bending her back against the railing, Shining Armor mounted between her hindlegs, plunging deep into her as he started fucking hard, sweat soaked into his mane and dripping down his neck as Pinkie lavished his chest with kisses.

"Yes, Shining! Oh, yes!" she wailed for him.

"Let me hear it, Pinkie! Let all of Equestria hear it!" he roared back, impaling her on his turgid cock, his balls slapping against her fat ass.

Even getting the pounding of a lifetime, Pinkie still managed to grin up at him. Mischievously, she leaned her head back, looking out over the balcony as she shouted out to them, "Shining Armor has the biggest dick in all of Equestria!"

A surge of thrill ran through him as Shining Armor heard her, looking out, certain that plenty of ponies heard her, and saw them. He felt like a king. He felt like a stud. He felt like he was fucking the hottest mare in the world. He knew it was stupid and foalish, but hearing her brag about him so shamessly, like such a slut, it was everything he'd always wanted in a wife. "Ohh, fuck yes! Pinkie, I'm gonna fucking cum!" he grunted, picking up the pace, his hips jackhammering his huge dick into her, rocking her body like a tossed ship on the rails of the balcony.

"Oh, Shiny! Shiny! Give it to me, Shiny! Cum in me Shiny! Because I have one last surprise for you!" she cried out for him.

Shining Armor's hips couldn't have stopped pounding if he tried, but he managed to look Pinkie right in the face, her eyes gazing sweetly up at him, horny and needy and so completely in love with him. "A surprise?" he asked breathlessly, hovering right on the tipping point of climax as he pumped into her. "What is it?"

Pinkie just smiled up at him, tears gathering in her eyes before they started to stream down her face, the biggest smile he'd ever seen crossing her muzzle. "Cum in me, Shining Armor. Please, cum in me, and you'll see. Do it now!"

Shining Armor nodded. His body obeyed. He closed his eyes and shoved himself to the hilt in her, feeling her pussy clench tightly around his stallionhood as the two tumbled into blissful orgasm once again that long, night. He leaned forward and kissed her, and Pinkie Pie kissed him back.

Then he heard a terrific BOOM!

Shining Armor looked up, feeling his legs weak and his breath leave his lungs as his cock pumped his cum deep into his wife's womb. But he knew that the effort hadn't been in vain. Above him, above all of Las Pegasus, fireworks exploded in bright, colorful letters that lit up the night sky, spelling out two simple words:

IT'S TWINS!

Shining Armor looked down at Pinkie, breathless, speechless, in utter disbelief. His mouth agape was his only question.

Pinkie tearfully smiled up at him, nodding. She took his hoof in hers and rested it on her belly, right above her womb.

Shining Armor exhaled, tears welling up in his own eyes. He knew, without a doubt, he'd never been so happy in his life.

His cock had also never been harder in his entire life. Shining Armor didn't miss a beat, gripping Pinkie's head into a deep and passionate kiss as his hips started pumping again. When the kiss broke, the two moaned loudly in unison, fucking hard in celebration of the life they had created together.

"Oh, Shining! Don't stop! Fuck me again!" Pinkie cried out once more, a refrain he had heard several times already, and he knew this wouldn't be the last.

"Yes, Pinkie! Ohh, Celestia, yes!" he howled in reply, his hips slamming loudly, lewdly into her as his cum dribbled over the balcony.

Shining Armor heard the door to their suite open up behind them, and White Glove's voice greeted them despite the late hour. "Congratulations, sir," he said.

Shining Armor didn't stop, and he didn't turn around to look at the butler, knowing White Glove was watching with that smug little grin of enjoyment on his face. But by now, Shining found he was getting used to it. "Nnng...! Thanks," Shining Armor managed to grunt out as he continued to rut his wife hard and fast over the balcony.

"Shall I fetch you our finest wine to celebrate?" White Glove asked. Then, looking around at the jizz-splattered room, he added, "Or should I send for housekeeping?"

"Ahhh, don't bother," Shining Armor said. His legs were starting to get tired in this position, but it was simple for him to pick up Pinkie Pie in his arms, still impaled on his dick, and carry her to the messy, stained bed, right past White Glove before he laid her out onto the mattress and continued pumping into her, the mattress rocking with his powerful thrusts as Pinkie gasped and shuddered beneath him. Shining Armor just grinned up at White Glove. "I think we're going to be going at it for a while."

"Very good, sir," White Glove replied, bowing as he turned to fetch the wine.

But Shining Armor knew now that he wasn't quite ready to give up this taste of the finer life, of being worshiped and served by the ponies around him. And if Pinkie was going to give birth to twins, they might need an extra hoof around the house. So, still impaled between his wife's hindlegs with the bed swaying beneath him, he called out to the butler's back, "How would you like to come work for us after this vacation's over?"

White Glove stopped briefly before turning around. "You mean to make me a foalsitter, sir?"

"Nothing you can't handle," Shining Armor replied, meeting the stallion's gaze with a grin. "But I could use somepony who knows how to serve a stallion like me. With you managing the house, I could probably stay in bed with my wife all day if I wanted. It would be quite the show every day," he said, knowing that the offer he was making a naughty stallion like White Glove was definitely a fantasy too good to pass up.

White Glove cocked his head, seeming to consider it, that smirk twitching just slightly. "Well... I suppose I do like a good show," he replied. The two stallions exchanged grins as he said, "Very well then, sir. I accept."

"Ohh, perfect," Shining Armor groaned, slamming his hips down hard into Pinkie's snatch. "Now, why don't you go get us that wine?" Shining Armor grunted again, feeling a spike of pleasure before he rammed harder into Pinkie Pie, the bed rocking violently as he added, "Nnng! And some extra towels! Ohh, I'm gonna cum again!"

White Glove just nodded as always. "Very good, sir," he said. Shining Armor and Pinkie howled out in their shared orgasms, hooves gripping backs before he could close the doors behind him.

Pinkie Pie looked up at Shining Armor, her mane a mess like the sheets around them, dizzy with pleasure and the feeling of a full womb. "I love you, Shining Armor," she said sweetly.

Shining Armor looked down at her, sweaty, satisfied, utterly triumphant. "I love you too, Pinkie Pie."

The two shared a sweet, loving, pure kiss before Shining Armor resumed pumping his hips, working his big dick toward the couple's next shared, blissful orgasm beneath Luna's waning moon.