Chasing Pinkie

~Chasing Pinkie~

~Good Ending: Male Version~

You look at Pinkie, your smile making her own grin grow, and Twilight sighs, “Well, that’s a relief. If you decided to simply leave, I doubt you could even imagine how hard it would’ve been to cheer Pinkie up!”

You feel Pinkie stand and you do the same. You look down at the mare and ask, “You’re not upset anymore, right?”

She shakes her head and wipes away some tears while cheerfully claiming, “No, not anymore.”

Twilight looks at the two of you and asks, “I guess... I should go ahead and send you on over to Pinkie’s room, then?” Both of you nod simultaneously and in perfect unison. "Alright, but I need to tell you, once the sun rises tomorrow, you'll be automatically transported back to your world. It's how the enchantment works."

You give a cool thumbs up, and upon seeing her horn blaze with purple radiance, you feel yourself having some lifting sensations. In little more than a second, you’re in Pinkie’s room. All around, there’s balloons and party favors, a table at the far end and a bed to the right of you. Pinkie turns to you from your left and rubs her body along your legs. She glances up with lust and asks, “You gonna take off your pants, or what?”

Chuckling, you strip to your birthday suit for the birthday girl and walk over to the chair. To her surprise, you lift your hand and tell her to approach with your index finger. She obeys with a grin and seductively asks, “What might you be planning?”

“You’ll see...”

You’re still a bit ticked off by all the nonsense you’ve gone through today, and you simply had to give her a pleasing punishment for making you feel so stupid. Your hands bring her to lay sideways on your lap and pet her coat gently. Then, with a swift slapping sound, you spank her flank extremely near her tail-hole. She gasps from the pain, but with your fingers running smoothly across her lower lips, she doesn’t put up a fight. You do it again, this time more calmly than before and continue whirling the tips into her, making sure she’s enjoying the treatment, which she definitely appears to be.

She smiles your way and asks, “Punish me... I’ve been bad.”

Snickering and feeling up her fur, you swat her again, this time making sure to quickly snatch her tail and tug a few times while chanting, “No one makes a dumb ass out of me.”

With another slap of her plot, she squeals and cheekily pleads, “Rougher!”

You cater to her wishes and proceed with the thorough and painful spanking until you feel her dripping wet. You stop and lift her up with both arms while she almost goes limp in your grasp. While you carefully lean her down on the bed, she raises her hind quarters for you invitingly. You stare for a moment before getting up on the bed to adjust yourself. Deciding to wait a minute instead of plunging in, you bring your mouth down and start nibbling on her sensitive ear. As you enter, her mouth lowers itself, and in moments, you find yourself sliding in all too easily. With her being so moist and welcoming inside, it proves way too easy for you to rapidly slam her hot hole.

With a nice, even and rhythmic tone going from the pounding sounds of your waists, you wrap your arms around her chest and lift her up while making sure your thick, liquid-flooded rod stays submerged deep within her. Your mouth releases from her ear and lowers to her neck to suck on, leaving a fairly noticeable love bite for her friends to possibly see. Countering her cries for you to stop, you whisper, "It's punishment."

She just huffs in between moans to let you know you’re in control of this excellent performance, and you quickly return to her neck. It’s beginning to get comfortably warm inside for you, so you keep up your humps, feeling her juices seep through and slide down your balls, only to drip and stain the blanket.

Pinkie gasps for air and utters, “You’re the best... Keep fucking your reward, keep going, please!”

You absolutely refuse to stop, digging deeper in still, hitting her base like it’s nothing. Finally unable to hold on much longer, you warn her, “It’s coming...”

She’s lost in the pleasure zone of her mind and can’t hear you. Even if she did, she’d probably just demand you to cum, so you start to gradually pick up the pace even faster than before. Pinkie’s body twitches from the exciting sensation, letting you know she was all too close to her own brink of ecstasy, too, so you push as deep into her as possible and pump her full of your spunk. You feel your body tense up along with hers and the two of you lose each other in an Earth-shattering climax. You feel yourself drench her insides with a nonstop flow of your essence, and for what could’ve easily been well over a minute, you find yourself unable to stop. Once it ended, something that seemed impossible, the two of you drop to the pillows. You keep hold of Pinkie tightly while panting from the ridiculously incredible rush you two just shared and slur, “You’re a... b-bad pony...”

You feel your hard member plop out followed by the steady stream of your liquids, and hear her mutter, “I wish you didn’t have to go...”

You smile and say, “I know... Me neither...”

All you can do is snuggle with your prize while hazily slipping into a dream. By morning, you would find yourself in your room again. That night, though; the one you spent with Pinkie could easily be described as possibly the greatest night of your life, and you wouldn’t have given it up for the world.