The sun was high in the sky as Skyler looked over Baltimare from a high mountain top where he and Bananasplit were going to practice devil golf.

Skyler thought that they would play legit golf, but he thought wrong. Instead of the calm, relaxing gentlemen sport Split decided to show him a bit of real fun golf.

If Skyler didn’t know back then, now he knew that his date was a total sociopath.

“Well,” she was a fucking devil, to begin with, but he felt how she apparently trusted him enough to let him alone and unsupervised to work. Not to forget, that she gave that gift that made him convince ponies instantly. Was there a Heaven?

"Mom?", Skyler asked, using that fetish nickname and watched happily as her entire body shivered and got turned on.

"Yes?"

She breathed out.

"What is it?", Bananasplit asked.

Skyler hesitated a bit, then asked: "Is there a heaven?"
Split was a bit surprised at the question.
"I wondered why you would ask that, sweetie. Of course, there is a Heaven. With Angels and all but I can't say much more. No offense, but they probably wouldn’t allow you to enter anyway."

She waited for more questions, but Skyler just nodded it off, burying the issue away in his head. He knew that the if questions were useless.

Bananasplit turned around and looked down at the quiet bustling city of Baltimare, oblivious to the incoming doom their little game was going to lead to…

With a calming breath to get her nerves straight, she turned to the handsome stallion that had accompanied her all the way up.

"Wanna start, little boy?"
Skyler looked around and then nodded. The sex bomb he was calling mother grinned back and used her magic.

A sack full of golf clubs appeared as well as a bag of golf balls-

Skyler actually had never played real golf before and remembering back to how Split plays golf he gets the feeling that he maybe never will be able to actually play it the way you are supposed to play it.

Nevertheless, Bananasplit was about to show him the far superior nature of devil golf that day.

"Alright, first off. Do you know anything about the classic golf?" Split asked the golf champion-wannabe who shook his head. He had a gist of what it was about. But he thought that there was more to the game then to just swing the club and get the ball in a hole. He was wrong though. That was all golf was about. Well, classic golf at least.

Bananasplit nodded and took a golf club from the sack, holding it up in front of Skyler with her hoof.

"This is a random golf club. You can ignore any differences between this one and others. It doesn't matter. In the end, it... nothing matters.", she ended her semi-philosophical speech after making sure he understood the unimportance of the tools they were using

Skyler furrowed his brows and nodded his head like the cute little stallion he was.
Satisfied with her stallion Split moved on and turned the golf club.

"Nevertheless, all these clubs have one little important detail: they are enchanted. All enchanted with the same spell that makes sure that your target will suffer."
Skyler blinked and blinked again, then said: "What?!"

Split looked up and grinned devilish.
"Those random mortals will suffer today. That is what the whole fun part in devil golf is. To annoy the mortals."

The teenage stallion looked at her and back at the club. What was he about to do? He wasn't some sick bastard who would find pleasure in destroying some pony’s life...yet. Was that what Split tried to do? Teach him to become what she was? His pony instincts said no but Split was the closest he could call a Mother. Which in hindsight... was pretty sad actually.
He made up his mind and found that there could come nothing too bad from following Splits teaching. He took the offered golf club from his devil-teacher and waited for more instructions which came soon.

Next, Split showed him one of the golf balls.

"This is a golf ball."

And that was it with the explanations and lessons. She put the ball on the ground and took a golf club herself to show how it was done. Skyler watched her taking the long rod in her mouth, asking himself why she did not simply use her magic. Bananasplit aimed, craned her head and moved it in a way that looked painful. She hit the ball on her first try.

The collision between club and ball sounded loud like an explosion, and in the next second Skyler witnessed how the Ball flew through the air, as if it was a Pegasus on steroids. Then it hit something inside the city and they could hear a pop of tension in the air and some sort of satisfaction appeared on Splits face. Like the afterglow of an orgasm. Similar to the loss of pent-up frustration, after the visit of the local gym, where one pushed a lot of heavy weights just to avoid the oncoming boner.

Skyler felt that sort of feeling and had to imagine what it was like for Split, who did the deed.
The mare in question turned with a satisfied smile and said: "Don't worry about how to hit the target. You just have to relax and let the enchantment do the rest."
Hearing these instructions Skyler began to question the legitimacy of this sport actually being a sport.

"You’re sure this can be considered a legit sport?", he asked himself.

Bananasplit chuckled a little and then shook her head.
"No, but it is a good way to vent out frustration or to simply be cruel to others. If your mind isn't at ease, please note that this club would only hit the sinners in that town. I am sure there are a lot of them, wouldn't you agree?"

Skyler just shrugged and took the wet handle into his own mouth. He had kissed Split before so what if he licked some of her spit accidentally?

He readied the club while the Devil put a new golf ball in front of him …

Then he moved his head like Split and felt a sudden force from the club flowing through him as it connected with the golf ball. There was no feeling he could compare to the one he felt once the golf ball hit some random target in the distance.

It was… like freedom. Like flying probably….
Bananasplit clapped her hooves behind him in pride.

"Oh, I am so proud of you, my love."

My love... he looked back at her and smiled the smile she always liked. He forgot all thoughts and about where the ball might land as well.

The blue Pegasus stallion sat relaxed and quietly in front of his broad canvas. He breathed once and set the brush in his hoof onto the canvas again. Mix-up was an artist. A very advanced artist. He currently worked on his final piece for the exam in the art school he studied in in hopes of becoming a part of the new extension in the art scene: animation. He was just one art piece away from reaching his dream.

Another practiced, soft stroke of his brush and he estimated another fourty or more hours of work. He was halfway done with this one. He was painting a bunch of ponies fighting off the evil Windigos.

It was an epic picture for sure. He sometimes grew frustrated with the background, then he decided to take a break for a few minutes to cool off, because frustration really killed the motivation to continue working on an art piece.

Mix-Up leaned back and gazed at the painting he was creating. It already looked like a masterpiece to most other artists but not to him.

He still had a lot of work to do.
"It would be so much easier if I was a Unicorn, he whispered feeling the need to drink some water.

He did not drink anything since breakfast and maybe it was time for a good long lunch break.

And afterward he would see the glaring issues with his painting once again, trying to fix them then. Yes, that sounded like a plan.

The moment he turned away, he felt something connecting with the side of his head. Something small and hard. It could be a stone but it would not have had changed the consequences if it was an elephant.

Mix-Up flew off his hooves and headfirst into his wet Canvas.

A rip sound later and he knew that all his hard work was for naught.
This was one of the worst moments in his life and by the Almighty it would be even worse than he thought.

He felt a wet pool forming behind him. A second later and he realized that his paint buckets must have tipped over. All the expensive colors of several brands.

All mixing together into a dark shade of brown. And worst of all around his backside it looked like he out of pure shock shit himself.

Then the door opened and his mother came in. At first, she was shocked and then became really angry.

"You... "
She stomped the ground and her son flinched at that.

"MIX-UP! I’ve put-up enough with your antics! Look at what you have done to your room! I can't believe it! Stop wasting your life with that art nonsense and get a real life or I‘ll kick you out! Now get this mess cleaned up!“
She turned and before she walked away she added: "And look for a girlfriend while you‘re at it. Not that there is much hope for you anyways..."
She slammed the door shut and the only things to be heard were Mix-Ups whimpers…

For the next twenty minutes this was all Skyler and Bananasplit were doing. Ruining the days of random innocent Ponies.

It was a surely fun activity to do. They shot one ball each and bathed in the glorious refreshing feeling that also washed over their head leaving a cool aura.

Bananasplit sighed happily as she hugged Skyler for the hundredth time this day. She would do it randomly. Skyler first thought it was because he shot the balls better than average but she plopped down on top of him after her try and would hug and kiss him. It was clear that she was in the mood for some fun again and of course she would get it.

Skyler wanted to stand up and shoot another golf ball but failed once Bananasplit showed her unbelievable strength again by pinning him to the ground in the hug-position she was in with him.

"Bananasplit?"
Skyler turned to her and she looked at him.
"Yes?"
He shifted a bit awkwardly and then asked: "Was I a good player?"

Bananasplit smirked and leaned towards him with pursed lips and slightly obscured teeth she bit his neck and whispered into his ear: "More of a good boy than a player, my dear. A good boy for mommy~"

Skyler felt the sudden heat rising inside him again, which made Split chuckle slightly. Her hooves started to wander over his body and already familiar muscles as well as his butt.

She circled around his Cutie Mark for a moment before kissing his cheek yet again. The sudden affectionate nature of Bananasplit made Skyler realize that she had a darker intention for their next activities. He couldn't help himself but chuckle slightly as well.

Then he felt her pushing him to the ground. He couldn't fight it, he was always at the complete mercy of her strength.
"I love you, Skyler...", she breathed into his back.
He realized she was hugging him from behind. But then her words hit him. She…she loved him? Like, really loved him?

He had the impression that she would only toy with him and use his body for her sexual pleasures. Maybe she was loving him for that but the tone of her voice as she said those four words burned itself into his head, in a place that had been empty for so long. Four words he had always missed in his life.
"I love you too, mom..."
He teared up slightly as he said those longing words back to the Pony who stepped into his life. For the next moments, they only laid there, doing nothing.

Split moved her hooves across his body toward his barrel and then down. He realized what she wanted and let her fondle with his already erect shaft.

Her hooves pressed it pleasurably against his stomach and moved along its length. Skyler moaned as Split touched him in his private parts. He remembered his first time with her again and how much pleasure he earned by that.

This was exactly like the first time. As dirty and as intimate. He heard her breathing down his neck as his groin was held close to her.

Suddenly he felt her soft kisses on his neck. That was new, they kissed
a lot, yes. But this was somehow different, as if Split tried to prepare him for something big. Soothing him for the next step, he told himself that he was alright with it.

Bananasplit took his long hard rod into her hooves and went from a massage to jerking off.

The motion did not surprise the stallion at all. He could see something like that coming. Next she would suck him off and in the end let him pound her devil mare-hood.

If you don’t have a term for it just describe it.
But Split had other plans…

She stopped before Skyler could feel the first wave of pleasure.
"Why did you stop?", he asked her, looking back over his shoulder.

Her hooves run up his stomach to his face and she said: "If you want me to finish you have to help me with his, too..."

Skyler, as an engineer intern, was smart enough to figure out her intent and slowly smiled as he enjoyed her dominance.

His expression changed into the one of a child waiting for a treat and he said:

"Please, mommy... I'd do anything for you to feel good!"

Bananasplit lustfully growled into his shoulder and he could feel her softly biting him, but only for a second. Then he felt how she pressed herself against him.

He could feel her long hard rod resting underneath his balls.

Probably as dripping and needing as his own at the moment.
Split slowly pushed his shoulders and with that, him as well.

Suddenly he found himself face first in the grass and with a bit of pushing and moving, he was in a position he was not at all familiar with. Like a female dog, he waited for the males breeding but this time, it was Bananasplit whose dick he could feel between his ass cheeks.

"Do you want it, slut?"
The tone the question was asked in could have very well meant: "You want it, slut!"

Skyler had no choice but to accept. If his mistress was unpleased she would not let him finish off. He nodded with an upcoming blush. His mistress smiled like the devil she was. Before she started she leaned forward and nibbled on his ear.

Skyler moaned as her movements pushed his already shard dick onto the ground.

It was a sunny afternoon. Skyler realized that many could find them and witness their dirty work. But he forgot those concerns as he felt Split‘s tongue lubing him up giving him a rimjob.up his ponut.
"Not really my style but you did not resist so you get a special treat.", she said and retraced her tongue from him.

Skyler moaned in response and felt her weight on him once more. This time with something prodding him.

'Finally!' he thought, his breathing getting quicker as he felt his tunnel widening for the first time and hurting from Split‘s spreading. She pushed., he felt,. she moaned and he groaned.

And after an agonizing period of spreading, the young stallion felt a fullness like no other. The pain vanished slowly and Skyler heard Split say: "You are not that tight for your first time anal. But you feel so good too. Have to watch myself or I‘ll finish too soon inside~".

"Ngh. S-split!", Skyler moaned, blushing all the time as he felt her penis inside him. Split picked up speed and Skyler enjoyed every thrust.

Her movements were surprisingly smooth. The little lubricant she had used on his butt apparently was enough. He didn't feel any pain. Only the pounding of the mare above him.

Skyler wished for her to never stop that movement, but once he felt content and at peace she called out.
"Cumming~"

Skyler couldn't help but whine as Split sped up. Then she halted inside him, pelvis to ass and released her first load.

Skyler felt the warmness fill him. Was that how mares felt? Warm and content? He liked it for some reason. He moaned once Split finished her first wave, the second load followed right after. He smiled as the warm semen spread everywhere.
Bananasplit on her part felt some kind of satisfaction beside the third orgasm and the warm insides of her 'son'.

Skyler breathed hard and then pushed back against Split who was still inside of him. She released a moan as the afterglow set and her dick started to disappear. Noticing the sudden emptiness Skyler whined like the horse he was, forgetting that he was the male here for a second.
Split rolled off him and fell into the soft green grass. The setting sun painted the world into a beautiful sun-setting-orange as both lovers rested.

Not a minute later Bananasplit sat back up "This was great, Skyler. How was it for you?"

Skyler, who was lying on his stomach with a sore butt, faced her and smiled.
"It was great, Split. I…think I wouldn't mind a second round."

Bananasplit gave him a questioning look.
"Truly? That good?"

Skyler nodded and scooted closer to her.
"I... still need release after all."
"Oh yeah." Bananasplit said and pressed herself against Skyler. With a sudden movement, she got on top of him with her penis reappearing.
"Afterwards we go eat dinner somewhere, okay?"

Skyler nodded and spread his hind legs for Bananasplit to take action.
She smiled and continued with round two.