It was once again sunday in Ponyville, the general niceness of weather of which shall remain undescribed.

Spike lay on the bed, as he usually did when he had nothing better to do, flipping through the various magazines he subscribed to. He would have preferred to spend the day with Twilight, but she had been up all night performing some sort of experiment in the basement. When he had gone down to see her earlier, she had been rather cranky and disheveled, and far too absorbed in her work to pay him any attention. When he had accidentally knocked over a rack of test tubes, she had simply given him an annoyed look and told him to go away.

Not wanting to upset her any further, he had done so. Even if it wasn’t his first choice of entertainment, he did have a few new magazines to check out. A particular one he had been looking forward to reading, and which he was perusing was a dragon fetish magazine he had only recently become aware of.

Despite being a dragon himself, he had never even seen a female dragon, and while he very much enjoyed mares, he couldn’t help being mildly curious about members of the opposite sex of his own species. It had, however quickly become painfully obvious that the magazine was made by stallions with a dragon fetish, for stallions with a dragon fetish - aside from a few mildly interesting pictures of female dragons taken from a safe distance, most of the content consisted of stallions banging mares while wearing cringe-inducingly badly made dragon costumes. He was certain Rarity could have made something a million times better if she put her mind to it.

Making a mental note to cancel the subscription, he tossed the magazine aside and grabbed a different one from the top of the stack beside the bed. Equestrian Watersports. On the cover was a picture of a sexy light blue unicorn mare with a gray and blue tail and mane that for some reason reminded him strangely of toothpaste. She had her rump facing the camera, and was spreading her hind legs while urinating onto the cock of some anonymous stallion lying on the grass, whose face was outside the picture, a satisfied look on her face as she turned her head around to look sexily at the camera.

He opened the cover and started flipping through the pages. It contained many interesting articles, including one about what kinds of food and drink to consume in order to make your urine taste better. He’d have to show that one to Twilight later. Not that hers tasted bad or anything, but there was always room for trying something new, and knowing Twilight’s natural curiousity, he imagined she’d consider it an interesting experiment. That was one of the things he had come to love about her. Even though she sometimes got a bit carried away, he couldn’t see it as anything but a good thing, having a marefriend who was willing to experiment.

Spike suddenly realized he’d been flipping the pages of the magazine mindlessly, while lost in his inner ramblings, when he got to the centerfold, where a poster was stapled in, and spotted a very familiar face. If he had been drinking anything at that moment, he would have sprayed it all over the magazine, but since he wasn’t, he just stared at the image, gawping. The familiar mare was being deepthroated by one stallion, while another rutted her from behind, as she pissed down his cock. She had a happy expression on her pink face, and had her tail lifted, tickling the stallion’s belly as he rammed his big stallion cock into her pissing cunt from behind.

Just then, the sound of knocking on glass snapped him out of his surprised stupor, and he dropped the magazine to look over at the window to see what it was. There was nothing there, however. For a moment, he just stared at the window. He was beginning to wonder if he was hearing things, when a familiar pink shape appeared for a moment, knocking on the window, before once again disappearing below the window.

Raising an eyebrow, Spike got out of bed and wandered over to the window, opening it and looking down to see a trampoline on the ground below, and a pink projectile coming towards him at high speed. He ducked back inside just in time to avoid the impact.

“Hiya Spikey Wikey!” said Pinkie Pie, hovering in the air outside the window for a moment before disappearing below the windowsill again.

“Nopony calls me Spikey Wikey...” Spike mumbled, slightly annoyed. Except for Rarity...

A few seconds later, Pinkie briefly reappeared in the window, beaming at Spike.

“Pinkie, what are you doing here?” Spike asked, with genuine curiousity.

She disappeared for a few seconds, then said as she reappeared “I just came by to invite you to a little party I’m having!” before disappearing out of sight once more.

“I meant, what are you doing bouncing on a trampoline outside my bedroom window...” Spike said, as she reappeared again, then added “... And you know, it’s kinda difficult to hold a coherent conversation with you bouncing up and down like that. Why don’t you come inside?”

“Okie dokie lokie!” she said as she fell back down. A few seconds later, she came bouncing in through the window, bumping into Spike and knocking him to the floor.

“Oops. Sorry!” she said, grinning sheepishly as Spike got up and dusted himself off.

“You could’ve used the front door like everyone else...” Spike said, rolling his eyes at her.

“I know, but what fun would that be, silly?” she replied.

“Pinkie Pie, you’re so random!” he said.

“That’s what Rainbow Dash keeps telling me all the time!” she said, grinning sheepishly back at him.
“Oh, right! Party! Ya wanna come!?” she said, bouncing happily up and down in front of him.

“What kind of party?” Spike asked.

“Oh, nothing big. Just me and some of my most intimate friends!” she replied, winking knowingly at him.

Spike didn’t need to think long about it. The alternative was to stay in bed for the rest of the day reading his magazines, while Twilight conducted her experiments in the basement, getting more and more cranky with sleep deprivation. He wasn’t sure he wanted to be around when she finally decided to go to bed - especially if her experiments hadn’t gone according to plan. However sweet she normally was, she could get pretty nasty when she was stressed-out, and when that happened, he had come to know that it was best to stay out of her way.

“Sure, I’ll come.” Spike replied. “When is it?”

“Super duper! Just come to Sugar Cube Corner as soon as you can!” Pinkie replied, bouncing backwards out of the window and disappearing once more, just as Spike opened his mouth to speak again. He waited a few moments for her to reappear, before closing his mouth, walking over to the window and looking out. Pinkie was nowhere to be seen, and nor was the trampoline.
He sighed. Pinkie will be Pinkie. he thought.

Figuring he might as well get going as soon as possible, he left the bedroom and headed for the front door, only stopping momentarily in the main room when startled by the sound of something breaking from the basement, followed by an outburst of swearing he couldn’t make out the details of. He thought he heard something about Starswirl the Bearded’s private parts and Celestia’s long pointy horn.

He quickly made his way outside, closed the door behind him, and set off towards Sugar Cube Corner. He was genuinely curious what Pinkie had in store for this “party”. It couldn’t be an S&M club meeting - if it had been, she would have said so, and in any case, they had had one only last week. There was no way they would have one two weeks in a row. At least that had never happened so far during his membership in the club. Nevertheless, he was sure it would involve sex. Whenever Pinkie wanted him away from Twilight, it was always something involving sex.

The way she had said “my most intimate friends” presumably meant there would be more than just the two of them, but only people she knew “intimately” - possibly other fuck-buddies of hers?
He wouldn’t be entirely surprised if she had others. After all, she held parties all the time, and probably more often than not ended up drunk in bed with some stallion or mare. She had said so herself, and he couldn’t think of any reason to doubt it. However eccentric she may be, she was not generally one to lie to her friends.

In any case, he was about to find out, as Sugar Cube Corner loomed before him. He approached the door and gave it a knock. There was no reply. Surely, Pinkie couldn’t still be out, could she?
He knocked again, and waited a while longer, before deciding to try the handle. Maybe she was just busy. Finding the door to be unlocked, he stepped inside, closing it behind him again. The lights in the shop were turned off, but he could see light coming from the door to the kitchen. On his way to the kitchen door, he heard an excited squeak that sounded like Pinkie Pie.

The scene that greeted him as he rounded the corner of the doorway was an interesting one to say the least. Various kinds of cakes and sweets were set out on the floor. Slices of cream cake and chocolate cake, as well as cupcakes could be seen on platters scattered around, and various bowls were filled with chewy caramels, lollipops, jawbreakers, chocolate bars and other bits of assorted sweets. Several opened bags of potato crisps were leaning against the bowls of candy. There were even a few cones of cotton candy lying on the floor - which judging by their appearance had begun to melt slightly and were about to turn into sugary puddles on the floor.

Amongst all the food and sweets, sat Pinkie Pie in a position that looked rather awkward for a pony. She was sitting on her rump, her hind legs spread wide, leaning backwards while propping herself up with her front hooves, a look of great pleasure on her face. In front of her, was Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow Dash’s fur was stained with cream and chocolate frosting, and she had a half-sucked lollipop stuck to her flank, but she was still easily recognizable by her blue coat a nd trademark rainbow-colored mane. Her muzzle was buried deeply between Pinkie Pie’s haunches, making sloppy munching noises. A squeal of delight escaped Pinkie Pie’s mouth, as Rainbow Dash apparently hit a particularly sensitive spot.

The two mares were too engrossed in their pleasures to notice the purple dragon watching them from the doorway.

“Hey guys!” Spike shouted into the room.

Pinkie Pie instantly turned towards him, a wide smile on her face as she realized who it was.
Rainbow Dash raised her head from between Pinkie’s legs and looked at him, her muzzle and face covered in what appeared to be cream, resembling a clown. At first she had a look of mild surprise on her face, but it quickly turned into a smile as she saw him.

“Heya, Spike!” she said enthusiastically.

“Oh, you’re finally here!” said Pinkie Pie, bursting with excitement and happiness. “Dashie here couldn’t wait, so we started without you! Sorry!” She made a sheepish face at him.

“Hey, it was you that couldn’t wait!” said Rainbow Dash, giving Pinkie an annoyed glare.

“It was?” Pinkie wondered for a moment. “Oh, right! Silly me!”

Spike was struggling to keep a straight face, as he stared at Rainbow Dash’s face. Her muzzle was coated in a thin layer of white cream, presumably originating from a cake, making her face resemble a clown’s makeup, and to top it off, there was a pointy puff of cream hanging off her chin in the shape of a funny-looking beard.

“Um... Rainbow Dash, you’ve got... uh... something on your face...” he said, as his voice broke due to the inevitable fit of laughter coming up.

Rainbow Dash made a funny face for a moment, as she tried to look down at her own muzzle, and then stuck her tongue out and licked the cream off her face.

“So... what’s this all about anyway?” Spike asked, having finally regained his composure enough to speak again.

“Do you even need to ask?” Rainbow Dash wondered.

Pinkie Pie ignored her. “Oh, you see, the Cakes brought back all these leftovers from a party hosting job, and since they couldn’t sell them, I asked if I could have them, and they said yes, so I figured we could have a little private party!”
As she finished her sentence, she drew a deep breath, before absent-mindedly picking up a bag of crisps, tossing a hoof-full of its contents into her mouth and starting to chew noisily.

She dropped the bag of crisps again, and got back on all fours.
“What are you waiting for, Spike?” she said. “Get over here, and Pinkie’s gonna make you feel good!” she added, wiggling her eyebrows at him.

Spike didn’t hesitate, and couldn’t help but smile at Pinkie’s wacky ideas as he stepped into the kitchen.

“Lie down over there!” Pinkie said, indicating the spot where she had previously been sitting with her hoof.

Ignoring the large splotch of cake cream that now stained the floor, Spike threw himself down on his back. It wasn’t as though he was going to get through this without needing a bath afterwards anyway. He could feel the layer of warm cream and Pinkie’s pussy juices against his back, being squeezed out from under him as he laid down.

“Like this?” he asked.

Pinkie Pie smiled down at him. “Perfect!”

Pushing her muzzle into his crotch, she gave his magic spot a lick. Pleasure started to spread throughout Spike’s body as her tongue slid against his scales, and he could feel his member starting to grow.

“Ooh...” said Pinkie Pie, staring in fascination as his dragonhood pushed its way out its hiding place. Spike couldn’t help but chuckle at the look on her face, as she had her big round eyes fixed eagerly on his dragon parts. It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen them before.

Finally snapping out of her fascination, she went back in with her muzzle, and started teasing it with her tongue, smearing it with crumbs from potato crisps she had just eaten, and watching as it rapidly grew into a massive erection in response to her tongue-work.

Spike was almost lost in the sensation of Pinkie Pie’s tongue pleasuring him, when something blue suddenly entered his vision, and he found himself staring up at Rainbow Dash’s firm athletic rump. She was already dripping wet with arousal, and lifted her tail up to give him full access to her facilities.

After wiggling it playfully over his face for a while, letting drops of her arousal drip onto his face, she finally sat down on her hind legs, pressing down with her tight blue mound, and causing her lips to part around his tiny dragon snout.

Spike immediately slid his long forked tongue into her wet slit, and causing her to moan with pleasure as he began to twirl it around, caressing her hot wet inner walls. A jolt of pleasure shot through him, as he felt another wet pony tongue joining Pinkie’s on the task of pleasuring his now raging erection.

For several minutes, the two mares contiued to work his cock with their warm wet tongues, while he munched on Rainbow Dash’s mound, probing her hole with his tongue and nibbling on her clit. As she started pushing her crotch even harder into his face, and letting out occasional gasps of pleasure, he could sense that she was getting close to an orgasm. Pushing one of his claws in between them, he began to rub her clit furiously while redoubling his licks, in an effort to set her off.

Finally, with a loud gasp, she came, clenching down on his tongue and gushing a torrent of warm wet marecum into his face. He proceeded to lick and suck up the warm wet sauce splashing onto his face, as she rode his snout, gasping and twitching, squeezing his face with her flanks as she came. Despite Spike’s valiant efforts to gobble up all of her emissions, some of them sprayed out around his face, dribbling down his sides and mixing with the cake frosting underneath him to form a creamy puddle.

After a while, she relaxed her muscles, and lowered her head panting.
As things calmed down once more, he realized that Pinkie Pie’s tongue had stopped its teasing. Rainbow Dash finally lifted her ass off Spike’s face again, and she stepped up next to Pinkie Pie, who was looking down at Spike.

“Looks like he’s ready, Pinks!” said Rainbow Dash, grinning and looking over at Pinkie Pie.

“He certainly does, Dashie!” replied Pinkie Pie, returning the look.

“Hey, don’t talk about me as if I’m not here!” said Spike, mildly annoyed, although he was too aroused to really hold a grudge against the two sexy mares in front of him.

Grinning widely, Rainbow Dash grabbed an icing tube from the kitchen counter. It appeared to be filled up with something - most likely cream, judging by a small layer of white residue covering the tip.

Spike watched them with great curiousity, as they no longer seemed to be paying him any attention. He raised an eyebrow as Pinkie turned her back towards Rainbow Dash and lifted her tail high in the air, turning her head around to smile at the pony behind her. He raised the other, as Rainbow Dash placed the tip of the icing tube against Pinkie’s butthole and gave it a push, causing it to slide inside. The pink pony gave a low shudder of delight, as Rainbow Dash began to squeeze the tube, emptying its contents inside her. As the tube emptied out, Dash gave it a tug, pulling it back out with a wet pop, letting a small blob of white cream ooze out before the pink sphincter closed down again, stopping the flow.

“That should do it.” said Rainbow Dash, tossing the empty tube over her back.

“Do what?” Spike asked, still resting in the puddle of cream and marecum.

The two mares ignored him, giggling amongst themselves. Finally, they turned back to Spike.

“Are you ready, Spike?” said Pinkie Pie, as she came towards him again, giving him a sexy look.

Spike grinned widely. “You bet I am!”

He laid still as Pinkie Pie moved over him, straddling him with her plot turned towards him. He could still see the blob of white cream, which had begun to slide down towards her pussy, leaving a thin trail of white in its wake. She lifted her front hooves off the floor, and stood up on two legs, so that her plot was pointing down towards Spike’s still raging boner, and began to slowly lower herself down on him, reaching down with one of her front hooves to try to guide his cock into the correct hole. After trying and failing a few times, Rainbow Dash came over to her side, chuckling at the pink pony as she grunted with mild annoyance, swishing her poofy pink tail back and forth in Spike’s face while trying to get hold of his member.

“Come on, help me out here, Dashie!” Pinkie Pie said.

Rainbow Dash placed her hooves on Spike’s dick and held it up straight.
“Try now.” she suggested.

Pinkie Pie lowered herself down once more, as Rainbow Dash continued to hold Spike’s to prevent it from sliding away from the opening. Spike could feel Pinkie’s tight poophole pressing against the tip of his dick, slick with cream, sweat and stray pussy juices from her little pre-Spike session with Rainbow Dash. As she relaxed her leg muscles, letting the weight of her body push her down, Spike could feel the tight hole slowly beginning to part, before finally the tip of his cock slid in and was greeted by the sensation of the warm soft cream filling enveloping it as it entered.

Letting out what sounded like something in between a gasp and a moan, the pink pony dropped herself down, letting the full weight of her body push her all the way onto Spike’s bulging rod, and knocking the breath out of him momentarily as her rump smacked against his balls. She then leaned slightly backwards, placing her front hooves on the floor, squashing her tail between her back and Spike’s face, and began to slowly move herself up and down on Spike’s shaft. The sensation of her tight cream-filled asshole squeezing his dick was incredible, and intense pleasure spread through his body as she began to slide it up and down around his shaft.

“Hey, Dash, toss me some of that cake!” Pinkie shouted, as she regained her composure.

“Sure!” Dash replied, grabbing a slice of cake off a plate and tossing it towards Pinkie, who raised a hoof just in time to block the incoming treat before it splattered onto her chest, raised it to her muzzle and began munching it down sloppily, letting crumbs and frosting slide down her chest and disappear between her legs.

“Catch!” came another shout from Rainbow Dash, and Spike looked over towards, closing his eyes just in time as a slice of cake collided with his face, and splattering all over him. He instinctively pushed himself up on one of his arms and brushed it away with the other, feeling it slide down his chest and giving off a pathetic squishy noise as it was crushed under Pinkie’s weight.

“Oops, sorry!” said Rainbow Dash, grinning apologetically at him.

Great. Now I look like a clown too. he thought. It was quickly forgotten, however, as new waves of pleasure overcame him with Pinkie’s continued humping of his cock. She had finished the cake - at least the parts of it that weren’t now smeared down her front, or part of the soppy mush of cake crumbs and bodily fluids that littered Spike’s crotch and the surrounding floor - and picked up another bag of potato crisps, chowing down hooffull after hooffull of crisps, only pausing to let out occassional moans and gasps of pleasure.

“Hey, take it easy on the crisps, Pinkie.” said Rainbow Dash.
“Those things’ll give you the trots.” she added.

Pinkie Pie turned her head, staring at Rainbow Dash with her big round eyes.
“Mmf?” she said through a mouthful of half-chewed crisps, spraying wet crumbs in Rainbow Dash’s general direction.

“Never mind.” said Rainbow Dash.

Wanting a piece of the action herself, Rainbow Dash got in front of Pinkie Pie and placed a hoof on her lower belly. In response, Pinkie Pie’s face lit up with eagerness, and she leaned back to give the pegasus better access to her facilities, squashing her poofy pink tail between her back and Spike, and causing it to collect the remaining cake residue off his face.

Rainbow Dash sat down on her hind legs, spat on her right front hoof, and rubbed it between her pussy lips, lubricating it with her own natural lubricant. Once it was nice and slippery, she placed it against Pinkie’s dripping wet slit, and began to push, slowly edging it into the waiting pussy, and eliciting a shudder of pleasure from the pink mare.

Finally, after some pushing and twisting, she was able to get her entire hoof inside. She knew she would, of course. It wasn’t like it was the first time they had done this. Except for Spike joining them, that is. As she gently pushed her hoof further into her pink friend, she imagined the sensation of a rough hoof entering her and stretching her wide open, grinding against her inner walls. A warm tingly feeling of pleasure filled her at the thought, encouraging her to push even harder. A gasp of mixed pleasure and pain escaped Pinkie’s muzzle through a mouthfull of crisps, as the rough blue hoof penetrated her deeper with a gentle, yet firm thrust.

“You gonna eat all those?” asked Rainbow Dash, looking at the half-empty bag of crisps next to Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie didn’t answer. There wouldn’t have been any point, as she still had her mouth full of crisps. Instead, she grabbed a hooffull of crisps from the bag and shoved it into Rainbow Dash’s open mouth.

Spike was having the time of his life. He couldn’t really see anything much through Pinkie’s bushy tail, which now rested against his tail. Pinkie’s characteristic strawberry smell filled his nostrils with every breath he drew through the pink hairs, combining with the various other pleasant odors that now filled the bakery kitchen - cream, chocolate and marelube. He could hear the sound of Pinkie’s haunches slapping wetly against his crotch, which was now filled with a gooey mush consisting of soggy potato crisps, cake crumbs, cream, sweat and pony pussy juices. He could feel the pressure of Rainbow Dash’s hoof thrusting in and out of Pinkie’s lovehole all the way through her butt, and it was driving him wild with pleasure.

Rainbow Dash’s breath was becoming quick and heavy from arousal, as she continued hoofing her pink friend, rapidly increasing the pace. She grabbed a delicious-looking lollipop from a nearby candy bowl, shoved it in her mouth and began to suck on it. Pinkie was moaning loudly with each of her thrusts, her eyes rolled back in her head, beads of sweat forming on the fur in her face, and her tongue lolling out of her open mouth, from which partially-chewed bits of a chocolate muffin she had just started on were escaping to join the party in Spike’s crotch. Anticipating that her friend was close to cumming, Rainbow Dash put her other front hoof between her flanks and began to rub furiously at her dripping cunt, causing waves of pleasure to spread through her body as she imagined herself being hoofed roughly.

Spike could feel Pinkie quivering with pleasure, and her movements becoming increasingly erratic as she rode him. He was on the verge of cumming, when Pinkie’s body spasmed, and she gave a loud gasp as she started to orgasm. Another gasp escaped her as her stomach gave a loud rumble and she began to let out a resounding fart, spraying Spike’s crotch with even more cream from inside her. The sensation of Pinkie’s creamy sphincter vibrating tightly around his cock pushed Spike over the edge, and with a loud grunt he began to shoot streams of gooey dragon sperm into her still-farting asshole. An even more intense smell of strawberries filled the air.

“See, I told you to go easy on the crisps!” said Rainbow Dash, giggling as she continued hoofing the spasming, farting pink mare, bursts of marecum gushing out around her hoof with each thrust.

As Pinkie came down from her orgasm, she relaxed her muscles, letting herself fall backwards, resting on top of Spike.

Spike didn’t complain. Even if she was a bit heavy, her warm body pressing against him as she breathed heavily felt quite pleasant. He could feel his member rapidly going limp inside her butt. Now he had to pee too, and this was as good a place to do it as any. He relaxed his bladder, releasing a stream of pee into Pinkie’s bowels. A sigh of pleasure escaped the warm body on top of him, as he began to fill her up.

“Hey, Pinks, mind if I borrow Spike for a bit?” asked Rainbow Dash, spitting out the lollipop so that it shattered on the floor. She was still schlicking, trying to get herself off.

“Of course!” Pinkie Pie replied, shooting upright and pulling herself off Spike’s peeing cock, causing some of the contents of her colon to leak out before she closed up again. She got back on all fours and moved off Spike.

“Time to get up again, Spike!” said Rainbow Dash, grinning lustfully at him. She positioned herself over him, and lowered her rear down over his crotch, rubbing her slick pussy lips against the underside of his now limp shaft.

“How’s about this!?” she said, grunting as she pushed, letting a few squirts of hot urine leak onto him. Spike gave a sigh of pleasure, and his cock almost instantly started growing hard again as the warm liquid flowed across his crotch, dripping onto the floor and mixing with the formerly edible substances the occupied the area.

Behind her, Pinkie’s stomach rumbled threateningly again.
“Um... excuse me for just a tiny teeny moment!” she exclaimed, galloping out of the kitchen.
In the distance, a door could be heard slamming shut, followed by a loud bubbly fart and a sigh of relief.

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes.
“She never learns!” she said, half to Spike and half to herself.
“Those things give you indigestion if you eat too many of them at once.”
“One time, she actually...” her voice trailed off, and an expression of disgust came across her face. “Never mind.” she broke off. “Where were we? Oh right.”

She placed her hooves against Spike’s once more rigid member, lifted herself a little, and guided it into her sopping wet cunt. “Aww, yeah!” she said, starting to ride his cock, twisting and grinding her clit against his shaft.

Spike was already well on his way to another orgasm, as the athletic blue pegasus rode him trying to get herself off, her eyes rolled back with pleasure, her tongue hanging out and her wings enthusiastically erect.

“Uhh! Almost there!” she said, her voice cracking as she moaned and grunted.

Finally, with a high-pitched squeak she came, her back arching, and her wings twitching erratically as her pussy contracted around Spike’s cock, drenching it in marecum while continuing to slam her hips furiously against his crotch. She let out another moan, as she released her bladder during her orgasm, squirting a stream of hot piss down Spike’s cock.

This was enough to set him off again, and despite having blown his load in Pinkie’s ass only minutes earlier, he shot several streaks of sticky white stuff into Rainbow Dash’s pissing cunt, as the sweet scent of fresh urine and cake frosting rose up around him.

“Did I miss anything?” Pinkie Pie wondered cheerfully, having just returned to the kitchen without anypony noticing.

Neither Spike, nor Rainbow Dash were in any condition to reply at the moment, and all she got was a few strained grunts and moans over the sound of liquid spraying forcefully against dragon scales and flowing onto the floor, forming a messy pool around them. As their orgasms subsided, Rainbow Dash rolled off Spike, into the puddle next to him, and lay there panting, ignoring the warm mixture of her own piss and various formerly edible substances soaking her coat. A few blobs of dragon seed oozed out of her, dripping into the mess.

“Man, that was awesome!” she said exhaustedly.

Several minutes passed. Spike and Rainbow Dash were beginning to regain their stamina, and Pinkie Pie was enthusiastically digging into yet another bag of potato crisps. She produced a bottle of soda from the refridgerator, drained half the bottle in one go, and let out a long burp.

“Pinkie Pie! Not again...” Rainbow Dash said with a tone of resignation, rolling her eyes at her gluttonous pink friend. Having regained her breath somewhat, she flipped back onto her hooves and shook herself, spraying her surroundings with cake crumbs and urine.

She swiped the bottle from Pinkie Pie and downed most of it, before letting out a sigh of delight as the drink refreshed her. Pinkie smiled at her. Spike raised an eyebrow. “Hey, I was thirsty! Sex is exhausting!” she shouted defensively, feeling an explanation was needed. She then put the bottle back to her mouth to finish off the rest.

“So... you guys ready for round two?” Pinkie Pie asked cheerfully.

Rainbow Dash exploded, the remainder of the soda shooting out of her nostrils. Her eyes turned red, and she broke into a fit of coughing and heaving for breath. “Are you serious!?” she asked hoarsely.

“Cotton candy?” she asked, holding out a partially melted cone of cotton candy she had grabbed off the floor.

“Pinkie Pie, you are so random!” Rainbow Dash said, rolling her eyes, but smiling at the same time. She took it and bit off a mouthful, leaving a pink beard of cotton candy around her muzzle. “Mmm. Fhif if good.” she mumbled, chewing on the sweet poofy goodness in her mouth.

“Want some, Spike?” she asked, and without waiting for him to answer, tossed him the cone.

“Thanks.” said Spike, getting into a sitting position and taking a bite of the sugary substance.

A few minutes later, they had finished off the cotton candy, and Pinkie had tossed Spike a bottle of soda to flush down the cotting candy with. While he appreciated the gesture, he could have done without the tossing, as it had shaken the bottle enough that it burst into a fountain of bubbly foam when he opened it, and he was now not only covered in pony urine and cake, but also in soda. His scales were beginning to feel severely sticky, and while he had enjoyed himself, he was looking forward to washing himself off when it was all over.

“Ready to go again, Spike?” Pinkie asked.

“Yeah, I guess so. If you can get me up again, that is.” he replied, grinning.

“I’d pee on ya again, but I’m all out at the moment. Takes a while for the soda to pass through.” said Rainbow Dash. “How about you, Pinks?”

“I can go a little, I think.” said Pinkie Pie.
She trotted over to Spike, positioning herself over him, and smiling down at him.
She closed her eyes for a moment, concentrating as she fired a squirt of warm yellow piss.

Spike could feel the arousal spreading through his body once more, as the warm liquid splashed onto his belly, running down around his balls. Between Pinkie Pie’s legs, he could see Rainbow Dash coming up to him and giving his limp member a playful prod with her hoof. Pinkie Pie grunted as another squirt of pee came out, and Rainbow Dash was quick to rub her hoof in it, letting her fur pick up as much of it as possible before bringing her hooves around Spike’s penis and rubbing it roughly with her warm, freshly urine-soaked fetlocks.

Spike let slip a moan, and felt his rod beginning to harden rapidly again between her hooves. To top it off, she gave him a long sloppy lick, starting at his balls, and dragging her wet pony tongue all the way up to the tip of his penis, leaving a trail of slippery saliva dripping down his shaft.

“Looks like we’re good to go again!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed enthusiastically.

Pinkie Pie opened her eyes again and relaxed. “Great!”
She bounced off Spike and disappeared behind Rainbow Dash.

“You should go on Spike this time!” her voice sounded from behind the blue pegasus mare.

“Awesome!” said Rainbow Dash, then gave a yelp as Pinkie Pie grabbed her urine-soaked tail between her teeth and pulled it up. “Uh, what are you doing back there?”
She tried to turn around, but the pink earth pony was too quick for her, and she let out another gasp as something pointy was shoved into her asshole, and she felt a moist foamy substance starting to fill her up.

“Just lubing you up!” Pinkie replied.

“Is that cream?” Rainbow asked.

“Yes indeedie!” Pinkie replied. “I want you to let Spike fuck your ass, as I’ve got a nice little treat for the two of us!” she added, bobbing her eyebrows at her friend.

Spike was okay with this. After all, it wasn’t everyday he got to fuck a tight athletic pegasus in the asshole.

“Okay...” said Rainbow Dash, sounding slightly nervous. “I’ve never taken one of those up there before though...”

“Sure you have! Did you forget about that time with the cucumber?” Pinkie Pie reminded her.

“That’s not the same!” yelled the blue pegasus, rolling her eyes again. “And it kinda hurt, ‘cus you forgot to put lubricant on it!”

“Well, it was almost as big as Spike’s thingy!” said Pinkie. “Just not quite as... scaly.” she added thoughtfully.

She pulled the now empty icing tube out of Rainbow Dash’s ass and tossed it aside.
“There you go!” she said.

Rainbow Dash positioned herself over Spike’s member, and with some help from Pinkie, managed to lower herself onto it. She let out a gasp of surprise, and peed herself a little, as his tip slid into her, stretching her tight little butthole wide open.

Spike could feel her opening gripping his shaft tightly as she slowly lowered herself onto him, until she had taken in his full length. She felt even tighter than even Pinkie Pie, and her firm muscular haunches felt amazing as they pressed against his crotch. Her cold urine-soaked tail swished back and forth, brushing wetly against his face and filling his nostrils with a pungent smell of slightly-less-fresh urine that reminded him of public restrooms. Her wings were spread out wide with excitement, she began to flap them lightly, lifting her up slightly before letting herself slide all the way back down onto his shaft, her plot slapping wetly against his nutsack with each
thrust.

Pinkie Pie thrust her muzzle in between Rainbow’s haunches, softly nuzzling her moist blue mound, before plunging her tongue in, parting her lips and probing her depths, scooping out the remnants of Spike’s jizz and gobbling it up hungrily. “Mmm! Juicy!” she exclaimed happily.

Rainbow Dash moaned loudly at the sensation of Pinkie’s tongue caressing her insides.
Suddenly, she felt Pinkie’s tongue pull back out. “Hey! Don’t stop!” she shouted, disappointment in her voice.

“Be right back!” Pinkie shouted back. She had trotted over to a cupboard, and was rummaging around inside for something. A moment later, she pulled her head back out, and produced a large bumpy brown object, holding it up for Rainbow Dash to see. “Ta daa!” she cheered.

“What’s that?” Rainbow Dash wondered.

“It’s a huge nutty chocolate bar with a delicious crispy core!” said Pinkie Pie excitedly. “I made it myself!”

She returned to her spot in front of Rainbow Dash. “Have a lick! But don’t bite!”
She inserted one end of the gigantic chocolate bar in her own mouth, and pushed the other up to Rainbow Dash, who opened her mouth and took in the other end, sucking at it.

“Mmm!” said Rainbow Dash, her eyes widening with delight as she tasted it.

Pinkie proceeded to shove it all the way in, until their muzzles met, and stuck her big wet tongue out under the chocolate bar, pushing it into Rainbow Dash’s mouth as the two mares embraced in a messy chocolate-y kiss, brown chocolate drool dripping onto Rainbow’s chest as they sloppily made out. The pink pony’s aggressive move forced Rainbow Dash to lean backwards against Spike’s body, her hind legs sticking out in front.

After a while, Pinkie broke off the kiss, and pulled the now wet and slippery chocolate bar back out, causing long sticky slivers of brown drool to dribble down their faces.

A mischivous smile on her face, Pinkie Pie placed one end of the moist nutty chocolate bar against Rainbow Dash’s mound, sliding it in with a firm push, and causing the pegasus to moan loudly as it penetrated her. She then proceeded to lie down in front of her friend, placing her left hind leg under Rainbow’s left leg, her right one between her right leg and wing. Ignoring the messy puddle on the floor drenching her poofy pink mane, she slid herself closer to the pegasus, guided the other end of the chocolate bar into her own vagina, and pushed herself all the way onto it so that her crotch touched Rainbow’s, now drenched with chocolate-colored marelube.

Spike couldn’t see clearly what was going on, as he was being held firmly against the floor by Rainbow Dash’s body. He hadn’t been able to see very well before, but now all he could see was one of Pinkie’s hind legs kicking the air in front of him. Rainbow Dash had stopped her wing flapping, and was instead grinding her crotch back and forth, massaging his balls. He could feel another orgasm building up inside him, but hoped he could manage to hold it off until Rainbow Dash came at least.

The two mares were moaning and breathing heavily, grinding their crotches together, as a brown gooey substance dribbled out from between them, staining the floor below. The chocolate bar was beginning to dissolve, causing fragments of nuts to come loose inside, rubbing against their insides, further amplifying their pleasure as they their pussies slid back and forth around it.

Letting out a squeal of delight, Rainbow Dash came again, her marehood beginning to convulse around the thick chocolate bar, and gushing a load of brownish marecum onto Pinkie’s crotch. The sight and sound of her blue friend climaxing quickly brought Pinkie Pie over the edge, and she too came with great force, returning the favor.

As Spike felt Rainbow’s tight butthole clenching his dick as she orgasmed, he let go and gasped as another intense orgasm washed through his body, and he shot several more loads of jizz into the firm athletic pegasus ass.

As chocolate bar started to break apart, both mares released their bladders almost simultaneously, spewing out streams of brown chocolate piss, nuts and soggy bits of the crispy filling of the chocolate, and causing a large brown steaming puddle to form around them.

The sensation of the two mares’ warm piss flowing onto his crotch further reinforced Spike’s orgasm as he continued to fill up Rainbow Dash with his hot dragon semen. When he finally started to come down, and felt himself starting to go limp, he gave a push and released his bladder, filling up the blue pegasus’ firm butt with warm piss.

Exhausted, Pinkie let herself fall backwards, resting on her back. Curious, she dipped her hoof in the brown goo on the floor and licked it. “Mmm. Salty chocolate!” she said cheerfully, but without much energy. Her eyelids began to feel heavier as she lay there, staring at the kitchen ceiling.

Spike felt exhausted as well, and as long as Rainbow Dash sat on top of him, he could hardly move an inch anyway. As silence filled the room, he felt himself becoming sleepier. He dozed off.

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A sudden sound of something clattering to the floor startled them out of their light sleep.

Pinkie Pie sat bolt upright, and a slight gasp escaped her when she turned to see where the sound came from.

Spike gave Rainbow Dash’s wing a push to get it out of the way, and a felt his heart skip a beat when he saw what Pinkie was looking at.

In the kitchen doorway stood the owners of Sugarcube Corner, and Pinkie’s landlords, Mr. and Mrs. Cake, their mouths open, taking in the scene before them.

The entire room stank like a public urinal, and the floor around them looked as though somepony had shat nutty liquid diarrhea all over the floor.

“Um... I can explain!” Pinkie said, grinning sheepishly.

TO BE CONTINUED...