That Night-

Bastion, Celsius, and Cloud Runner walked unsteadily up the ornate stairs leading to the castle apartments. They were being escorted by Rex, whose stoic visage remained constant regardless of whatever questions were asked. They’d quickly realized their questions were falling on deaf ears and simply followed in silence. Their gazes wandering at the paintings of forests and lakes on the walls.

There hadn’t been much chat after Gleaming had left, anyways. After all excusing themselves for some “alone time”, they’d reconvened at a bar outside the castle for more drinking. They’d stayed there until Rex had come and got them a few hours later, so needless to say, they weren’t exactly sober. They were barely even paying attention when Rex stopped them in front of a set of double doors emblazoned with a picture of the Crystal Heart, opening them and ushering them inside.

Cadance and Gleaming’s apartment was more spartan than one might expect of royalty. All the usual furnishings and trappings were there, but there was little outside of what might see in a typical middle class home. There were a few things around that the guys recognized as Shining’s—a worn bookshelf laden with Ogres and Oubliettes books, a giant, fluffy rug with his House’s insignia, a cushy beanbag chair, some scuffed up end tables. Cadance’s touch was apparent as well—little knick-knacks of the Crystal Empire here and there, a music stand with choir sheet music, paintings of landscapes on the walls, as well as a few framed pictures of her village hometown.

Rex led the trio inside, seated them on the couch, then promptly left without a word.

They exchanged looks. They trusted Shining Armor, but they weren’t quite sure what to make of Gleaming Shield. They didn’t normally get reduced to blithering dolts at the sight of a mare with a pretty face, but this wasn’t any old mare, was it? Bastion reclined a bit on the couch and settled in, his eyelids drooping. Celsius pulled a small flask out from his saddlebag and took a pull, grimacing as he wandered over to the balcony door to admire the city below. Cloud Runner stretched his wings and decided to take to the air, his flight pattern erratic, but steady.

Their suspicions were starting to rise after a few minutes when the bedroom door opened with a soft click.

A sultry melody floated out that was accompanied by the sweet scent of the cider. A different kind of buzz immediately went off in the three friends’ minds, one that called to them like a summons.

Bastion, Celsius, and Cloud Runner grinned. That buzz was a spell they used to find each other back in the old days. Now knowing where their friend was, they all rose to walk over and enter the yawning darkness beyond.

The bedroom was lit by hovering specks of dim magical light. Said specks gently floated about on gentle breeze, warm as the autumn sun and crisp as the morning. The trio weren’t able to see much at first, but as their eyes adjusted, they were able to discern two figures lying side by side atop an enormous bed.

It was Cadance and Gleaming, both wearing matching red silk lingerie, complete with tight-fitting socks that emphasized their flanks.

“Hello, boys,” they said together.

Three jaws dropped, and three dicks unsheathed.

“It’s certainly been awhile,” said Cadance. She stretched into an exaggerated pose, then got up to approach the stallions from the left. “Gleamy’s not the only one who’s missed you, you know. I don’t think I’ve seen you three since the wedding!”

“C-C…” Bastion gulped hard. “Cady… w-wow…”

“Can say that again,” Cloud Runner muttered.

Cadance smirked. “You don’t look half bad, yourselves.”

“I told Cady about our little game earlier,” Gleaming said. She got up as well, tail swishing lazily as she approached the boys from the right. “I figured she should share in the victory spoils. You all don’t mind, do you?”

Bastion’s heart was thudded in his chest. “B-Both of you?”

“Hehe.” Cadance nuzzled Bastion, taking in his subtle, earthy scent. “I know I don’t. So considerate of you, Love.”

Gleaming beckoned Celsius with a smoldering look. “We can’t very well leave Cady out, can we? We can do whatever setup you like… with one stipulation: none of you can stop until she and I are satisfied.”

Celsius slowly approached Gleaming. He was panting, his shaft fully out and ready to go, legs tensed and ready to spring. “And if we want to keep going after that?”

Gleaming didn’t reply. She simply smirked, not betraying the inferno simmering just beneath.

“Confident.” Celsius took another step forward. “Sure about that?”

Gleaming licked her lips. “Why don’t you find out?”

Celsius’ horn flared to life. “Magic fair game?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?”

Celsius grinned. He muttered a few soft syllables, an aura of azure magic enshrouding him that vanished not two seconds later. Gleaming was left not knowing, but the others saw the magic funnel into his balls, swelling up to the size of grapefruits...

Celsius snorted like a mustang. “Game on.”

Then he tackled Gleaming in a feathery blur, so fast and strong that he pinned them both back against the wall. He pushed his mouth to hers and forced his tongue into her mouth to explore every inch of her with wild abandon. Gleaming squeaked, but said squeak immediately became a growl as she kissed him back. She could feel his hot, long shaft pulsing between them, his pre quickly seeping into her panties to soak both their coats.

“Hey!” Cloud Runner shouted. “No fair! I wanted Shining first!”

Their only reply was their passionate moans. Celsius licked and sucked on Gleaming’s neck, his hooves feverously running up and down her voluptuous form. He felt her slightly-rounded belly and nickered, and Gleaming hugged him tight and raised her head to give him better access. She started grinding herself up and down along his length, her damp marehood now visible through her garment.

Cloud Runner folded his arms and pouted. “Guess I’m gonna have to wait my turn.” He looked over at Cadance and Bastion. “Mind if I join you guys?”

Cadance’s reply was to toss her panties right into his face.

“Only if you promise to put that silver tongue of yours to good use,” he heard her say.

Cloud Runner inhaled deep. “Yes, ma’am.” His eyes took on a hungry gaze as the panties peeled off his face, his vision zoning in on her cunny.

While Cloud Runner moved behind her, Cadance turned back to Bastion’s still-dumbstruck face. “I think it’s finally time to come clean. I know that you used to have a crush on me back in in the Academy.”

Bastion’s eyes regained their focus. “Wh-What?! You—ah, damn it all... Shining told you.”

Cadance rolled her eyes. “I’m the Princess of Love, Bas. I just didn’t say anything because I was afraid you’d get embarrassed. Not everyone likes hanging around an empath.”

Bastion’s gaze fell, a heavy blush in his cheeks. “S-So, I-I’m guessing that means you could tell, then? That it was just puppy love?”

Cadance’s eyes were kind as she brushed his mane out of the way. “We still could’ve had some fun, you know. I wouldn’t have said no if you’d asked.”

Bastion blinked. “…What?”

Cadance nuzzled him again. “What do say that from now on, we say that we’re friends… with benefits?”

And at last the dam broke. Bastion nuzzled her back, but it swiftly became pecks that trailed up her neck. He peppered her with kisses until their lips touched at last, and Cadance hummed and wrapped her hooves around him. They growled and pushed into each other, a decade’s worth of tension bursting forth at once. Their mouths locked in a fierce dance, their tongues dancing and sliding against each other with soft sounds of desire.

Meanwhile, Cloud Runner gazed eagerly at the object of his own desire. He’d had his own fantasies about this for years, burying his face in Cadance’s warm, tight folds and driving her wild. Shining had ultimately won the race, but it seemed he’d get a consolation prize.

Cloud Runner stepped forward to feel the subtle heat from Cadance’s core. He closed his eyes and smelled her tantalizing scent, full and heady and needy. He started with her very edges of her labia, nosing them softly and running his snout all around. Then he took a lick along her right side—nice, long, and slow. Her tangy taste filled his mouth in a flood, and it was all that was needed to set him off. He began licking faster and faster, moving closer and closer towards her cunny... until his muzzle was firmly buried in her folds.

Cadance’s knees shook. She was close to falling over from being serviced from both sides, the pleasure was coming in rising waves. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she let out a loud, pleasured moan, and the sound made Cloud Runner and Bastion all the more eager. They devoted themselves to their tasks with more fervency, faster, and faster…

“MMMMmmmmm...” Cadance pulled Bastion closer with surprising strength. She was soon dominating his mouth, wings snapping out to envelop his giant form. He playfully fought her for a while, but eventually submitted and let her take the lead. He gasped as she pushed him over and straddled him, her tall legs allowing her to look down on him with ease.

Cloud Runner was suddenly licking air. He nearly protested until he saw what they were doing.

“Oho...” Cloud Runner wiped his mouth. “Go, Bas.”

Cadance looked into Bastion’s eyes with a hungry grin. Her feathers teased his body while the soft fabric of her socks caressed his chest. She slid herself along his twitching shaft as she looked behind her.

“Cloudy?”

He waggled his eyebrows. “Hiya.”

“Bastion’s going to fuck me now.” She said it like it was the most normal thing in the world. “I’d like you to take my ass. Is that alright?”

Pomf! went Cloud Runner’s wings.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” She swooped down on Bastion to steal another heated kiss. “Let’s move to the bed.”

Meanwhile, Celsius was through with waiting. He adjusted his hips a bit, then surprised Gleaming by ripping away her panties and plunging his cock into mound. Gleaming eyes widened, but then went glassy and unfocused as Celsius began pistoning in and out.

“You… have no idea…” Celsius panted between thrusts. “How long... I’ve wanted you...”

Gleaming’s response was something between a laugh and a moan. “Didn’t know—ah—that you—ohfuck—didn’t know yooooooou—aaaaaa… Celsiiiiii…”

Celsius kissed her, all the while fucking her hard and fast, adopting a steady pace and steadily going deeper and deeper. She helped him by pulling him forward every time he pushed, and before long he was fully hilted, his thrusts wild and forceful while their tails yanked on each other.

“You are… so fucking hot...” Celsius drove in and out in fluid motions, face buried in her mane. “So—nngh—fucking… so fucking hot… why are you so fucking hot… s’not fair… stupid—unf—sexy—ah—bastard...”

Gleaming was lost in a sea of bliss. She felt so deliciously full every time he thrust into her, each one sending electric tingles up her spine. She nibbled and tugged on his ear, her whole body feeling warmer and warmer as the pressure in her core built up. She couldn’t believe how enthusiastic he was, but it was turning her on just as much.

“Inside,” she said in a breathy whisper. "I need it... I-I need it!”

Celsius shivered. His thrusts became slower, but stronger, each one going as deep as possible. He was utterly addicted to her scent, and he tugged on mouthfuls of her mane as his balls swelled up even more.

She could feel him preparing to unload. His cock was flaring, stretching her tunnel and filling her up so well. He pushed her even harder up against the wall, and she surrendered herself and merely hung on as hard as she could.

“Yessssssss…” Gleaming’s voice grew into a yell. "YES!”

He came with a mighty jerk of his hips. His throbbing cock flared and pumped load after load inside her, quickly overflowing her cunny and spilling out to form a puddle on the floor. The thick essence deep inside her stoked her core’s flames enough to explode her world into stars, and she howled and went over the edge, shuddering in his arms as her inner walls spasmed. He filled her over, and over, and over, and over, each load bigger than the last, and before long a waterfall was gushing out between their legs.

Cadance led her two stallions over to the extra-large bed. She got up with a graceful flutter, then lay on her side and directed each of them to nestle on either side of her. She felt a thrill as their stiff, pulsing rods pressed in on either side of her, her more carnal side screaming at her to get on with it.

“Now, then.” She pulled Bastion a little closer and wiggled her rear against Cloud Runner. “Think you’re up for filling me up with those long, thick cocks of yours? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve eyed them over the years…yours especially, Bas.”

Bastion met her eyes. Behind her, Cloud Runner closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, taking in her scent. They took their time exploring her, deliberate and gentle, a forbidden fruit allowed at long last.

“Ooh, so you’d rather take it slow...” Cadance relaxed and gave them free reign. “That works, too.”

The two stallions licked and kissed every inch of her. They moved to her appendages and began servicing her, Bastion sucking on her horn, Cloud Runner preening her wings. She nickered and urged them on, Cloud Runner especially, as while normally Gleaming did a perfectly competent job, there was something about another pegasus’ touch that couldn’t be copied. He knew exactly how to tug her feathers and straighten them with his lips, the little pulls and movements soon generated a heady buzz within her chest, only amplified by the feeling of Bastion’s tongue running all along her horn.

Cadance let them take their time. Their movements gradually became more intense, but never so much that they became rough. Soft grunts escaped them then and now as they ground their stallionhoods on her, front and back. She reveled in the attention, their feelings of love mixing with the scent of their bodies, but she couldn’t help but wonder which one was going to crack first. Would it be sharp-witted Cloud Runner, always on edge and on the go? Or would it be calm, quiet Bastion, his old desires causing him to give in?

It wound up being both of them. They paused in their actions with an odd look in their eyes, and with a silent look, they aligned themselves dicks with their respective targets.

“Mmmm...” Cadance egged them on. She felt their tips brush against her entrances, a shiver running through her. She pulled Bastion into another kiss, her hooves brushing through his mane and feeling the cords of his stout neck muscles. He kissed her back with fervor, and as his tongue pushed into her mouth, his stallionhood pushed into her delicate folds. He went slow and steady, savoring every sensation of her silky walls, always pressing ever onward. Cloud Runner was gentle as well, but after finding that Cadance was already lubed, he gained a little confidence and pushed harder into her snug tightness.

Cadance was in heaven. She could feel both them inside her, separated by only a thin lining that allowed them to occasionally rub up against each other. They began an alternating rhythm of in and out, in and out, so that whenever one of them was pulling out the other was thrusting back in. The fire inside her was steadily building back up more and more, and all she could do was moan her approval.

“Bastion...” Cadance broke her kiss with him and raised her head. He took the hint and nibbled her neck, nipping just enough to send electric tingles through her. From behind, Cloud Runner took a mouthful of her mane and tugged, his hot, heavy snorts giving her delightful goosebumps. They rutted her from both sides like a well-oiled machine, neither side missing a beat, and all the while Cadance could feel their love for her…

FLASH!

Celsius and Gleaming appeared on the other side of the giant bed, entwined in the throes of passion. They separated for just a moment to get into a different position, Gleaming crouching low and presenting her dripping flower to Celsius. He mounted immediately and wrapped his hooves around her barrel, filling her back up to resume his fevered rutting.

Gleaming’s tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her mind was swimming as she squeezed and clenched, never stopping. Her eyes focused for just a moment to see Cadance a few feet away with Bastion and Cloud Runner, and she couldn’t help but be turned on even more. Cadance noticed Gleaming looking, and while moving in time with her partners, she silently mouthed one word.

“Ready?”

Gleaming grinned. She gave her reply in a long, lewd moan. “Yesssssssss…”

Gleaming felt a Cadance’s magic wrapping around her consciousness. There was a brief jumble of sounds and sensations, and a second later, she could feel Bastion’s thick, firm stallionhood stuffed inside her marehood. She could feel Cloud Runner’s big, warm length wedged firmly in her rear. And Cadance could feel Celsius’ weight on her back, the slapping of his engorged balls against her rear, the steady rivulets of cum running down both their legs.

They felt all this in addition to the sensations of their own bodies. The three stallions were taken aback by the sudden frenzy, but they quickly picked up their pace and put more force behind their thrusts.

The room became filled with the sounds of fevered sex. Gleaming bit down on a pillow while Celsius rutted her into the mattress. Cadance squirmed and writhed in tandem with Bastion and Cloud Runner. They were going wild from feeling each other’s pleasure on top of their own, and the sexy cries of the mares made the stallions abandon all pretense and go wild. They kissed, licked, sucked, nibbled, bit, grunted, thrusted, and fucked each other for what seemed like an eternity, but then finally, one side began to reach their peak.

Bastion’s thrusts became erratic. The pressure in his loins boiled over, and with a loud shout, he erupted and coated Cadance’s walls. Cloud Runner was soon to follow, his back arching as he buried himself in her backdoor. Last of all was Celsius, but his magically-enhanced balls didn’t disappoint, an entire quart of sexual fluid spilling out of Gleaming and onto the sheets.

The three stallions went limp with dopey grins. Gleaming and Cadance hummed and extricated themselves, but just as quickly then moved to the far edge of the bed to start kissing. Relentless, they ground their slippery crotches on each other and began scissoring, only hesitating when Gleaming floated over a double-ended dildo from the closet.

Celsius watched them continue go at it with wide eyes. “Seriously?”

Gleaming smiled as she stuffed herself with one end of the dildo. “What? That was just—ah!—the warm-up round. We usually go—nngh—a couple hours.”

“I think our record is—oooh—eleven hours, twenty-six minutes,” Cadance added. She’d slid onto the other end and was already hilted, the toy now completely swallowed by their hungry marehoods. “Was a good honeymoon.”

The three stallions weren’t sure to be impressed, aroused, or horrified.

“Princess of Love, indeed,” muttered Bastion.

Gleaming’s gaze turned to Cloud Runner. “Hey, you said you wanted—mmmm—a round, right? Go clean up and lemme know—hnng—when you’re ready to go. Do you care who’s on top?”

Author's Notes:

Sorry this one took so long to get out. I had a bunch of school stuff, and then I had a couple of other projects that I really wanted to do. You should go check them out if you haven't already! If you like this story, you'll probably like those, too.