Dinner between the three was allowed to continue with minimal silliness between the mares and man.

When Thomas had become irritated at whatever it was brushing his leg beneath the table, he peeked to find Silver’s white tail sweeping across the floor and occasionally intertwining with Moonlight’s. Thomas quickly looked up, but held the image in his mind. It was such a simple gesture, something that could be platonic or romantic, yet could still be performed by all ponies, regardless of age, sex, or tribe. At the same time, it was little gestures like these which, even when he did understand, could never fully indulge in. Thankfully, Thomas managed to catch his train of thought and steer his focus back to the conversation at hand.

“And her wing had this awkward wobble for a week, so they never tried that again.” Silver concluded her story as she and Moonlight burst out laughing.

“Sorry. I blanked out there for a second,” Thomas admitted. “What’d your mom do with her wing?”

Silver took a moment to calm herself down between titters. “She…” *Snicker* “She tried to…” *Gasping inhale* “She tried using it to simulate a stallion’s penis for my dad,” she said, pulling the extremities of her own wing in close while holding the main limb out until it resembled an arm.

“Oh.” Thomas nodded blankly. And now I have that image in my head, thank you very much.

“Quite.” Silver wiped a happy tear from her eye. “Father was terribly disappointed when mom vowed to never attempt such a feat ever again.”

“Really?” Moonlight asked. “I never thought you could use a wing for something like that, but wouldn’t your dad have been fine with a cooler?”

“No.” Silver shook her head with a sigh, her mane bobbing from side to side. “He insists coolers just don’t compare to the real thing and that only flesh and blood will do.”

“I see.” Moonlight nodded contemplatively. “I assume whorses or a new stallion for the herd have been considered.”

“Yes, but father’s just too picky. He always finds something wrong with the other stallions and then it just kills the mood.”

Glancing over at Thomas, Moonlight quickly picked up on his discomfort at the subject matter. “Speaking of stallions, have you had any coltfriends before coming to Canterlot?”

“A couple.” Silver chuckled. “We went out on a few dates, but it never got too serious. I guess we just didn’t click.”

“So, you’ve never tried stallion meat?” Moonlight inquired as her eyebrow rose in intrigue.

“Can’t say that I have,” Silver admitted without a hint of embarrassment. “But my parents did make sure my siblings and I practiced on a cooler,” she corrected urgently, not wanting to seem inexperienced.

“That reminds me,” Thomas interjected. “If you’re whole family has this tradition of giving lovers to Luna, does that mean we’ll be seeing your sisters around at some point?”

“I have brothers too,” Silver corrected. “But no. I’m the only one who actually applied.”

“Really?” Thomas leaned forward with a puzzled look. “'Cause the way you’ve been describing it, it sounded like your parents might have thrown you and all your siblings at this just to make sure someone gets the part.”

Silver chuckled. “My mothers were thinking the same thing. We all had the training, but I’m the only one who really took to it, so I was the only one who had to go. According to my granddame, I was the only one who heard the call.”

“The call?” Thomas repeated.

The bat pony narrowed her eyes skeptically at the human. “It’s this old story my family told me about. They say that you can tell the real concubines apart from the fakes because they’re the only ones to feel this ‘call’ to go and serve. I never put much stock into it, at least until I felt it for myself.” She set her hand over her heart in recollection. “When I heard the Princess had returned, I just felt the urge to answer. Why? As Senior Concubine, I would think you’d have at least heard of the call before?”

Thomas turned to Moonlight, hoping that perhaps her veteran concubine father might have said something, but the mare only shrugged. “Can’t say that I have,” Thomas sighed. “Frankly, it seems like everyone’s been dropping the ball at some point on this harem thing.”

An egregious oversight which cannot be allowed to linger one second longer. Silver vowed to herself. “Well, the call is one of the lesser known aspects of the harem, I suppose. If I were to put it into words, I think it could best be compared to a cutie mark.” Silver stood and lifted up her dress just enough to show off her flank, but not enough for anything else. “I’m good at singing. I like to sing. There’s just this compulsion that can’t be satisfied unless I do what my cutie mark tells me to.”

“I can see that,” Moonlight agreed as her eyes lingered on the exposed cutie mark until Silver dropped her dress and sat back down. “My mark might be based on my shield spell, but I think it really means I’m a protector.” She smiled as she looked down at Thomas. “That’s probably part of why I enjoy being a certain somepony’s personal bodyguard so much.”

“And here I thought it was because of my cute butt,” Thomas quipped.

“Exactly,” Silver agreed. “The first part, I mean. Not the… Never mind.” She shook her head. “The call is based on the theory of the invisible cutie mark, where ponies feel compelled towards certain destinies that aren’t made plainly visible. For example: ponies with magic based cutie marks might be better inclined to teaching rather than practicing.”

“Invisible,” Moonlight echoed as it dawned on her. “I know what you mean! That’s exactly how I felt when I saw Luna for the first time. I just wanted to pull her into a hug and make her feel safe.”

“Precisely,” Silver cheered in agreement. “I have this fantasy where I serenade the Princess and she falls asleep to my melodious…” She paused and blushed. “Well, you get the idea.”

“Not a pony,” Thomas began. “But I can safely say the first time I saw her I thought she was the most drop dead gorgeous thing on two legs I ever saw.”

“Well that’s a given.” Silver tittered, which soon spread to her companions. The growing common ground between them was most appreciated. “So, Mr. Senior Concubine,” she addressed formally. “Would you and your lovely fillyfriend care to take this party back to my place?”

“Hmm,” Thomas said in mock contemplation. “Will there be cake?”

At Silver’s confusion, Moonlight waved her forward and whispered in her ear, causing the bat mare’s eyes to bulge. “Y-you w-want t-t-to eat th-th-that!?”

“Well, if you’re offering, then who am I to say ‘no’?” Thomas gave a relenting sigh.

“Really had to twist your arm, didn’t she?” Moonlight quipped.

They finished off what remained of their meals and Silver paid. The cab ride back to the castle was excruciatingly long as Thomas and Moonlight had sandwiched Silver between them and refused to stop poking her in a search for where she was ticklish. However, they had arrived at the main gate before the bat mare had worked up the nerve to openly vow revenge.

The walk to Silver’s room was also painfully long. As the one doing the courting, it was only courteous that these next events should transpire at her place. At the same time, since Thomas and Moonlight were already an established herd, it was up to them to decide exactly how things would transpire. However, as she lead the way, elevating her tail just enough for them to notice but not enough for them to see anything, Silver couldn’t help but imagine every possible scenario on how this could go wrong. It helped a little to remind herself that her parents had assured her that these worries were all perfectly natural. But then she remembered the incident in the kitchen and suddenly even the more absurd scenarios seemed a lot more plausible. She was so distracted that she almost missed her room, but only almost.

“H-here we are.” After opening the door, Silver waved her hand in a sweeping gesture across the room.

“Wo,” Thomas blurted as he took in the sights. There was a small bookshelf, a vanity, armoire, a moderately sized bed with Luna themed sheets, and a door to what was presumably the bathroom. However, that was where the normality ended. The walls were nearly invisible behind a layer of posters depicting various bands, star charts, symbols Thomas recognized from that time Luna wanted to role play as an ancient bat pony, and a wide assortment of pictures of Luna. A distressingly high percentage of the latter depicted the Princess in numerous suggestive poses, leaving Thomas to wonder when, where, and why the alicorn had found the time to take them. All of this combined with the life sized young Luna body pillow in the corner left Thomas with but one conclusion. Holy crap, I’m dating Fairy Tale’s Juvia!

“Home sweet apprentice’s home.” Stupid! Silver chastised herself. Apprentice’s home? Was that supposed to be some kind of joke? Just drop the bad humor and stick to what you know. Thankfully, neither of her dates seemed to pay her much mind as they were too engrossed in her room. Thomas’ expression was a bit hard to read, but her best guess was that he was impressed by her love of music and dedication to her, or rather, their Princess. Moonlight was not so difficult.

“Eeee!” The unicorn squealed as she ran up to the body pillow, dragging Thomas along for the ride. “I don’t believe it. You actually managed to find one with Luna in her young cute form!?” It was more of a statement of surprise than a question. “I’m so jealous.”

“Say what?” Thomas asked as he inspected the pillow. The mare printed on the fabric looked just like an anthro version of Luna’s initial design after being blasted by magical friendship. Even as just an image, she appeared a lot smaller than the mare he was used to. In fact, judging by how her body looked so underdeveloped, he reasoned that this must have been how Luna looked in her teenage years. It was growing increasingly difficult for Thomas to believe that a mare this adorable could have ever been left wanting for affection and adoration.

“I don’t blame you,” Silver said proudly as she swaggered up beside the pair, regaining much of her confidence. “It cost me a pretty bit, but it was worth it.”

“No argument here,” Moonlight beamed.

“Huh,” Thomas huffed. Seems like ponies have different standards on what passes for a stalker. That’s mildly distressing. Wanting to change subjects as quickly as possible, Thomas gently elbowed Moonlight’s side to get her attention.

“Huh? Oh.” Moonlight caught the hint and turned to the bat pony. “Silver, sweetie.”

“Yes… Moonhoney,” she tested, earning as satisfying blush from the unicorn.

“Why don’t you go freshen up while we get ready out here?” Moonlight suggested before closing the distance with the smaller mare and planting an extended kiss on the mare’s lips. “Don’t worry,” she whispered. “I’ll get him ready for you.”

The warm contact against her lips caused Silver’s heart to skip a beat. Instantly she took to the air and dashed towards the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

“Quick question,” Thomas stated as he kept his eyes on the door. “Are you just being playful, or do you actually think my hearing is that bad?”

His answer came as the tingle of magic wrapped around his waist, lifting him into the air as Moonlight casually carried him over to the bed. It was most undignified. Without a word she unceremoniously dropped him onto the cushioned bedding, on Luna’s face no less, and proceeded to disrobe of her armor. Thinking he understood, Thomas moved to do the same, only for Moonlight to catch his hand and gently shake her head.

Meanwhile, inside the bathroom, Silver was moving about with speed that could rival a Wonderbolt. Her dress was quickly stripped off and hung on a clothes hanger. Staring at her nude form in the mirror, Silver could only conclude that she looked far too plain for her first time with these two. A quick glance at the counter reminded her that she’d anticipated this possibility hours ago and had slaved over picking out the perfect set of lingerie.

“I hope he likes this,” Silver muttered to herself as she turned around in front of the mirror, examining herself from every possible angle and hoping Thomas would appreciate her use of clothing. She’d settled on a set of see-through lacy bra and panties. Red seemed like the perfect color to convey passion, not to mention the color stood out nicely against her fur. Just feeling the thong slide between her plot cheeks was already causing her to become aroused as her nipples threatened to pierce the fabric of the bra. Next she reached for a vial of perfume for a few subtle spritzes here and there, and then went for a brush for a final touch up. With one last look in the mirror, assuring herself that there was nothing more she could do, Silver took a deep calming breath and announced, “I’m ready!”

“Same here,” the muffled voice of Moonlight answered.

Silver turned from the mirror to face the door, sneaking one last peek at how her plot looked in the panties. Shaking her mind free of all other distractions, the mare gripped the doorknob and carefully twisted and pushed it open to see what awaited her. Moonlight was lying down on her belly such that Silver had a clear view of her entire figure. She was fully nude, with her legs kicking idly in the air while her arms teasingly concealed her nipples. Atop her back sat Thomas, still wearing his pants, as he kneaded his knuckles into Moonlight’s back, eliciting moans of pleasure from the mare.

“Hey there, pretty lady,” Thomas said welcomingly, only to pause as his eyes crawled across her body. “Nice, uh, underwear,” he stammered, much to Silver’s satisfaction. “I was just giving my mare a little massage. D-did you want a turn?”

Silver wanted to answer, but found that her mouth refused to cooperate. Not wanting to look any more like a fool, the mare gave herself a firm slap to the face. Next she struck an alluring pose, identical to one of her favorite pictures of Luna, with her body turned sideways and her tail elevated invitingly high. “A massage, you say?” She batted her eyes playfully. “You weren’t planning on taking advantage of your poor, naïve subordinate, and let your hands roam where no stallion has touched before, were you?”

“… Well now I am,” Thomas quipped back as he slid off Moonlight.

The unicorn gave a disappointed moan before sitting up and scooting over to make room for the new mare. “Why doesn’t the lovely little bat set her tired plot here,” she patted a spot beside her, “and let us help her relax?”

Silver was almost certain that her legs had a mind of their own as they carried her forward, but she didn’t mind. She was too busy drinking in the alluring forms of her soon-to-be lovers. Both looked well-muscled in all the right places, at least from what she could see, but hopefully there was still enough give to make them nice and squishable. She climbed onto the bed, crawling on all fours between them as her tail wafted her aroused musk at both of them. Once she was suitably centered, Silver first lowered her front onto the soft sheets, giving her plot a tantalizing wiggle before dropping her lower half to the bed as well.

Thomas and Moonlight shared a brief nod before moving to their respective positions. Moonlight slung her leg over Silver’s back and gently brushed the tips of her fingers along the membrane of her wings. The bat mare flinched, but soon eased into the unicorn’s comforting touch. Thomas also climbed onto her back. While he was much lighter, he was also facing her legs, meaning he was back to back, or rather, butt to butt with Moonlight. Silver smiled in amusement at this thought before she let out a little squeak as she felt his hands grip around her cheeks.

“Does the little bat like her little massage?” Thomas asked, his voice dripping in satisfaction as he kneaded the flesh around her thighs before traveling up to her rump. His fingers sank nicely into her butt cheeks as he tested them. She was well toned, having the least amount of fat of all the mares he’d touched, which made sense as the weight would just be a hindrance to flying. At the same time, he stroked her firm backside gently, appreciative of her tight muscles.

“Mh hmm,” was all Silver could answer. She felt like she was melting beneath their combined touch.

“What about when I do this?” Moonlight asked as she leaned down and nipped at Silver’s neck.

Silver let out an indecipherable series of squeaks as her answer, earning a chuckle from the unicorn.

“You know,” Moonlight said between nibbles. “Before you came in, I actually undid the spell blocking my stallions’ scent.”

“His-eep!” Silver yelped as Thomas’ hands moved from her buttocks down to her cutie marks. “Scent?”

“Mh hmm,” Moonlight confirmed. “You might not have realized it back when Luna,” she giggled, “had her way with me, but Thomas has a very unusual scent about him.”

“U-un-usual?” Silver struggled to ask.

Moonlight nodded as she nuzzled the crook of Silver’s neck, stealing a brief lick of the other mare’s jaw and eliciting another whimper. “When he gets sweaty, his natural musk becomes an aphrodisiac for ponies.” She hummed sultrily. “Do you want to smell it?”

Silver whimpered anxiously as she looked up at the larger mare straddling her. No sooner did she give the faintest nod before she felt herself encased in an aura of magic. Recognizing it as Moonlight’s, Silver did her best to remain motionless as her partners dismounted her and she was lifted into the air, only to be placed back down with her back leaning against Moonlight’s stomach while Thomas prowled around her legs like a hungry predator. When her eyes met his, he gave his upper lip a slow lick, causing her whole body to shiver in anticipation.

“W-wha…” Silver tried to ask.

Moonlight leaned forward until her head was resting on Silver’s shoulder. “Shh. You’ll like this part.”

Continuing to mimic an animal, Thomas eyed the darkening panties with a nefarious grin. He moved forward and gripped her thighs. Meeting the bat pony’s eyes, Thomas waited for Silver to give a brief nod before he pushed her legs apart to give him full access. Bracing himself on her thighs, Thomas leaned forward until his lips were less than an inch away from her panties before he took a deep sniff.

Silver had been watching the human with rapt attention as Thomas was taking actions her parents had never warned her about, but had to look away when he smelled her like that. Going right for the source as he did was just embarrassing, causing the disastrous scenarios to once more return to Silver’s mind.

“How is she?” Moonlight asked.

“Moon!” Silver snapped.

“How’s she smell?” The unicorn asked unperturbed.

“Strawberry,” Thomas declared in delighted wonder before taking another sniff. “You mares never fail to impress.”

Silver blinked in confusion, but also relief that he hadn’t disliked her musk and tossed her aside while he and Moonlight ran off into the sunset, never to be seen again as they left her cold and alone in the back streets of Manehatten. Note to self: cut down on reading romance stories before bed. “You… like it?” She asked hopefully.

“Only one way to find out.” Thomas reached his fingers beneath either side of the panties and gently slipped them off, earning a gasp from the mare at the sudden loss of insulation of her soaked nethers. Thomas continued sliding her panties down her legs and over her hooves before unceremoniously tossing them off to the side where they wouldn’t get in anyone’s way. He then dove back down and gave Silver’s lower lips an experimental lick, causing her to reflexively buck up into his face. “Oh yeah.” He grinned. “This one’s a keeper.”

Silver braced herself against Moonlight to keep from thrashing around as Thomas went to town on her lips. Not even her past fillyfriends had been this enthusiastic about eating her out, but this pretty colt was exploring her so thoroughly he could probably draw a map later. The way his probing appendage generously lathered across every square inch of her insides, it was like he was looking for some kind of prize inside. Right on cue, his tongue brushed against a rough spot deep within her folds, causing Silver to let out a voiceless cry of ecstasy as she released her climax all over his face.

“Oh my.” Thomas pulled back, once more doing his impersonation of George Takei. “What?” he asked as Moonlight began chuckling.

“You,” she snorted. “You look like you have a milk beard.”

Thomas gently tapped along his face to find where the moisture had covered and soon joined her in laughter.

While initially mortified by the prospect of cumming on a stallion’s face, something her parents’ training had definitely never prepared her for, Silver was soon calmed by the good natured laughter. She opened her mouth to inquire, but sealed it shut when Thomas sat up and leaned forwards towards Moonlight. Moonlight reciprocated and the pair shared a full open mouthed kiss directly above the bat pony. Silver’s lip quivered helplessly with want as she watched the pair’s tongues dance in each other’s mouths, while Moonlight would occasionally take generous swipes along his face to lap up the mare cum.

They’re… tasting me, Silver thought as she felt her loins light on fire. As if reading her mind, the looming pair looked down at the mare held in their mercy as Thomas leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. When she felt his tongue gently prod for entry, she was all too eager to let him in. Her reward was a thick mouthful of her own juices which, surprisingly, really did taste like strawberries. Silver moaned into Thomas’ mouth as her own tongue shot forward, greedily snatching up every last trace she could find with in his maw. When only his natural taste remained, she lapped away all the greedier as she straightened herself up and grabbed the back of his head to hold him close.

“I think she likes it,” Moonlight commented. With her lap now vacant, she scooted forward until her stomach was once more pressed into Silver’s back as she resumed nibbling at the bat pony’s neck. However, she was forced to stop when Silver pulled Thomas away, fixing him with a serious glare as she held him in place.

“Pants.” The bat pony spoke as if the word were some vile curse. “Off.”

“Yes ma’am.” Thomas nodded obediently as he rose to his knees and fumbled for the waistband.

However, he apparently did not move fast enough for Silver’s liking as the mare pushed him down into the sheets beneath him. With wings imposingly outstretched, Silver briefly loomed over her prize, as it was her turn to be the predator. She had always been brought up to be gentle with stallions, but something deep down was compelling her to be more assertive. With a toothy grin, the bat pony fixed her gaze on the hidden bulge and dove down with impatient haste. With skills that would put a French waiter to shame, she had slipped the human’s trousers off his waist and down his legs in one swift motion, and somehow without letting them get caught on a single wrinkle or moving from her spot.

“How did you do that?” Thomas asked in understandable awe as he propped himself up on his elbows.

“Ai am Prench,” Silver boasted in a thicker accent. “Ite is vhat ve do.”

“No kidding.” The human could only grin dumbly at the mare above him. But Silver had stopped listening as her gazed fixed on the final article of clothing her new coltfriend was wearing, the loincloth bearing Luna’s sigil. “Oh. Right.” Thomas moved his hands down to remove that last impediment, only for Silver to catch his wrist.

“No,” she ordered. “Leave ite on.”

“Yes ma’am,” Thomas submissively agreed, not in the mood to earn a mare’s wrath this evening. Well this script flipped pretty quickly.

Silver leaned down and experimentally pressed her nose into the fabric concealing his bulge until she had coaxed the head out of its hiding spot. She’d had a brief look at it before, but that time was different. Then his small yet alien erection had been meant for Moonhoney. Now it was all hers. With an excited grin, Silver pulled at the waistband just enough for his little balls to pop out so that she had the entire package at her disposal. His penis was small, like a colt’s, but his balls seemed especially so compared to other colts his height.

“Go easy, now,” Moonlight warned gently. “I don’t really want to be the one to carry the two of you to Luna and explain why neither of you can walk.”

“She liiiiiies!” Thomas hissed under hushed breath, earning a chuckle from both mares.

“Don’t vorry,” Silver said as she nuzzled his groin and took in his scent. “Ai’ll be gentile,” she assured, only to add in a whisper, “at first.”

Without further ado, the mare extended her tongue and gave a long and slow lick of his shaft. She couldn’t place any specific flavor, but that didn’t stop it from tasting amazing. Lowering her snout, she pressed her nose all the harder into the underside of his phallus as she lapped at his little balls. Thomas’ grunts of pleasure told her she was on the right track as her hand maneuvered over the top of his dick and her fingers explored the contours of his veiny skin. It twitched at her touch and, on a hunch, she gently gripped it against her palm and found his heart beat. I… it’s like I have his heart in my hand, she thought eagerly.

Silver gave a low yelp of surprise into his sack as she turned around to find an orange horn poking out from behind her elevated plot. Moonhoney must have really liked how I tasted, she thought appreciatively as she felt the unicorn’s tongue probe even deeper into her marehood. Relieved that no pony was being neglected, Silver returned her attention to her, as they say, stallion meat. She opened her mouth wide directly over the tip, teasing it with her hot breath before sliding the first inch in.

“Oh god!” Thomas threw his head back in pleasure as he felt his member slip into the mare’s hot and moist mouth. He looked down to find that she had just pulled off to the head, leaving a glistening trail of saliva in her wake, only to drop back down even further than before. Whatever practice she’d had must have worked, because Silver was swirling her tongue around his head and shaft like a professional. She was also salivating as she enjoyed her meal. Soon she had engulfed the human’s entire dick in her mouth as he thrust his hips up to meet her quickening bobs.

“S-Silver!” Thomas cried out in warning.

Silver had a pretty good idea what he wanted to say. Keeping his dick in place, she looked up at him with eyes pleading for him to not hold back as the tip poked at the back of her throat.

Thomas gritted his teeth and gave one last cry before pumping his load into her mouth. Again she was unable to place a specific flavor as his thick, creamy seed filled her mouth. All she knew was that she liked it and wanted more.

The instant Silver tasted Thomas’ warm sticky seed, she released her own climax into Moonlight’s mouth. Both mares eagerly lapped up their treats and moaned in ecstasy. However, Silver was far from satisfied as she let his dick pop out of her mouth and flop lifelessly before her. Giving an audible gulp as the thick substance slid down her throat, Silver met Thomas’ gaze with hopeful anticipation. She knew a mare’s first time with a stallion was supposed to be all about his pleasure, but since this male wasn’t a stallion, she hoped he wouldn’t be angry with her for being a little selfish after already being the center of attention.

Thomas felt an arrow shoot through his heart at the mare’s puppy-dog pout and looked up to the horn poking out from behind her rump. “Moonhoney,” he called, chuckling lightly at the name.

Moonlight slowly poked her head out from behind the bat mare’s plot cheeks, her expression that of a deer caught in the headlights at what was apparently to be her new nickname. “Yes?”

Thomas glanced over towards the nightstand and Moonlight immediately bounded across the bed and retrieved a pair of water glasses that Silver hadn’t noticed before. Crawling on her knees, Moonlight handed one glass to Thomas while keeping the one levitating in her magic to herself. They tilted their glasses in cheers and proceeded to chug their drinks around a befuddled Silver.

Like magic, Thomas’ little soldier had sprung back to attention, lightly smacking her in the nose. Seeing Thomas sit back up so quickly, it didn’t take long for Silver to realize that was an energy drink. However, something about the renewed confidence in his smile stirred her own passions and she set her hand on his shoulder. Leaning forward until their foreheads were almost touching, Silver said, in no uncertain terms, “Mownt. Me.”

“Jesus, that accent’s hot,” was Thomas’ simple reply.

While she didn’t know what this Jesus was, Silver inferred through context that it did not constitute a refusal. With an air of authority, Silver ordered her partners to hold their positions while she flipped herself over and around so that Thomas had a clear view of her backside, while she had a clear view of Moonlight’s marehood. Growling in her throat, Silver propped herself up on her elbows as she lowered herself down for a better look of the unicorn’s orange slit, smacking her lips to hold back the drool as she drank in the feminine musk. However, upon realizing there was something missing, Silver halted her advance and craned her head over her shoulder to glare warningly at her stallion as she waggled her plot at him.

Not needing to be told twice, Thomas slapped his hands down onto Silver’s cutie marks as he moved into position and let his hard cock fall between her hot supple ass cheeks, sandwiching it between her buns. “Like this?” Thomas asked confidently.

Mares were supposed to be in charge when it came to sex. That much was common sense. Silver’s friends, family, and even teachers had confirmed as much. Stallions might be on top, but that didn’t absolve mares of their responsibility to take the lead and ensure her lover was fully satisfied. Yet Thomas seemed utterly oblivious to the rules. Then again, with Moonlight giving no signs of disapproval, it was more likely that he just didn’t care and was just doing as he pleased to make them both happy.

Her nose still full of mare musk, Silver gave another low growl as she grinned back at him. Iou know, maybe zer is somezing to zis human style, after all. Deciding to leave him to his work, Silver returned her attention to Moonlight’s glistening slit.

Lining himself up with her winking entrance, Thomas pressed the head of his dick into Silver’s moist tunnel. He grunted as her walls gripped his penis, wrapping it in their soft rapture as they winked around him. Each pussy he’d had had felt as different as it tasted, but all were as heavenly as the last. This one was no different as Thomas felt compelled, nay, obligated to cry out in joy as he filled her up. Silver let out a muffled cry as he gently sank another inch of his length into her. Looking up to make sure he hadn’t hurt her, Thomas only found Moonlight spasming as little sparks of light shot from her horn while she gripped the back of Silver’s mane and pressed her muzzle deeper into her own marehood.

“Alright then.” Thomas chuckled as he looked back down, past the supple gray ass cheeks, and down to his partially sheathed member. He sunk himself the rest of the way in until he felt his balls press into her inner thighs.

Silver nearly gagged on Moonlight’s juices as her breath caught in her throat. The unicorn allowed her to pull away as her mind came to terms with what just happened. She’d been filled. It wasn’t as big as any cooler she’d ever used, but none of them had ever made her feel so satisfyingly full as Thomas’ burning tool. Perhaps fazer vas vight? She grinned. Maybe zer really is nozing zat compares to flesh and blood.

She looked up to find two pairs of eyes watching her in concern as Moonlight reached down to scratch her behind the ears. “Fine,” she gasped with a silly grin as she leaned into the other mare’s hand. “Ai’m fine.”

“If you need a break,” Moonlight offered.

“Don’t stop,” Silver plead pitifully. “Vatever iou do, don’t stop!”

Moonlight tilted her head and smiled affectionately down at the mare between her legs. Gently grabbing both sides of her jaw, the unicorn maneuvered the bat pony back into position and gave the human an affirming nod.

Thomas nodded right back and began pulling out until only the tip remained, only to slam back in at full force, earning another muffled moan. His balls were beginning to stir from the stimulation in his cock, but he wasn’t about to let himself cum first. Instead he divided his attention between thrusting and focusing more effort onto kneading Silver’s cutie marks. Her twitching pussy told him that she was close and that it would only take one last push to drive her over the edge.

“Silver,” Thomas said through gritted teeth as he leaned over her back. Silver looked back over her shoulder, but kept her lips against Moonlight’s. With a long exhale, Thomas bore his teeth in a sinister grin as he put his plan into action. Giving her tail a swift yank, he told her, “I know Luna’s gonna love fucking this ass as much as I am.”

Silver’s eyes threatened to pop out of her skull, only to roll into the back of her head as her orgasm overtook her and her wings shot out.

Feeling her body stiffen as her pussy clenched tight and sprayed his thighs with her mare cum, it only took Thomas a few more thrusts to ejaculate into the mare’s pussy. Timing their orgasms would come later. For now the human collapsed onto the bat mare’s back. He was only vaguely aware of Moonlight’s own cry of joy as Silver brought her to climax as well.

“Amazing,” the unicorn exhaled after coming down from her orgasmic high. Looking down from her spot against the pillows, Moonlight cooed at the sight of her two lovers only partially conscious in a heap between her legs. Not wanting to disturb their rest, she lit her horn and carefully brought the two of them up and set them down over her like they were an exotic blanket.

Silver’s head nestled nicely between the unicorn’s breasts, her wings hanging limply by her sides, while Thomas, still inside the bat pony, rubbed his cheek affectionately at the space between her wings. As the smell of their escapades predominated the air, Moonlight’s horn went out and the three of them let out a unified sigh of contentment as they drifted off to sleep.

Run! Hide the children. For tonight is… is… Night of the Living French Impersonator!
Dun-dun-dunnnn!
Naaaw, but I did get advice from a French brony and he seemed to like it. We also get some insight into some of Silver’s values, preferences, and the implications they may have on the future. All that combined with a slightly above average clop, by my standards anyway, and I feel quite content with this chapter.
That said, I am becoming more aware of a certain issue which may become a problem down the road. Because of the set up to this story, there are going to be an awful lot of first times between the characters. Most stories of this nature either have only one first time or jump in long after that part of the relationship has been dealt with. Do you guys think this’ll be a problem? If so, I’ll take suggestions on how to get around it. Or, if you’re fine with the established formula but would still appreciate some change ups down the road, I’d like to hear that too.