Pinkiedelity

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.