Usually the act of climbing the stairs up to the bedroom is a quick thing for Tim. Since North has moved in, he’s had three mares hungering, fawning over him. They do everything they can to make sure he knows that he is the most important person in their world at that moment. Citrus walks next to him up the stairs, keeping in constant contact with him, making sure his hand is either on her flank or touching her mane. He looks down at her and smiles. He has a feeling that no matter how many stallions are in the herd, Citrus isn’t going to have Tim be second to anyone in her book. The door is already open as they enter their expansive bedroom. Silver is looking at the pictures on the bedside table, then he flits over to a few hung pictures on the wall.

“Oh, Tim, you have such a wonderful herd!” Silver chirps happily, his wings are still pretty much useless, being up and stiff the way they are, though he seems to be fighting with them from time to time. Tim’s ears catch the flushing of the toilet and the sound of the bidet. Looks like Cayenne is freshening up. Though one thing gets Tim’s attention when it comes to Silverwing, the stallion most certainly is at half mast, his penis hanging down and moving from side to side as he looks around the room. He looks over at Tim and smiles, “I expected a nice dinner and maybe spend some time together after.” He flushes, “I didn’t expect us to end up in bed so quickly.”

Citrus explains, “By the time all the herd meets up for an introductory session with a new prospect, everything before the bedroom is pretty much a formality.”

“Is this one of those lessons you told me about?”

“You betcha.” Citrus taps her flank against his leg. She points to a chair. “Sit down; the show’s about to start.”

He quickly complies, “Show?”

“Silver here is auditioning to be in our herd full time. We like him personally, we all get along, but a herd is more than just friends who hang out and split rent; we’re a polyamorous species, Tim, and with us as the alpha couple in this whole thing, we have to judge who gets to join. We’re playing director, Silver is the aspiring actor, and North and Cayenne are a couple of our trusted veterans we’re graciously allowing to volunteer to see if he can find a role to play.”

Tim smiles and nods, giving Citrus a kiss on the neck and a grope on the hip. He feels North Point rubs up against him on the other side. He looks down at the light blue unicorn, she sits down on Tim’s side, Citrus is on the other side, both sitting quietly. The bathroom door opens, revealing Cayenne, her tail is waving back and forth, and she’s got a lustful look in her eye, though she’s looking at Tim. She saunters over to the human, though through the corner of his eye, Tim can see that Silver’s attention is one hundred percent on her. As she gets close, she rears up and puts her forelegs around his neck, kissing him deeply. The kiss goes on and Tim’s nose flares a bit, smelling her arousal, he finds his own pants getting rather tight as she plays with his tongue with her own. Finally, she pulls away and smacks her lips appreciatively, that hunger in her eyes glowing even brighter. She turns and looks at Silver, and Tim gets a good view of her marehood. She’s as ready to be rutted into oblivion right fucking now.

Cayenne sashays her hips as she stalks closer towards Silver. The pegasus’s nose is flaring as well, there is no way he couldn’t smell Cayenne’s arousal at this point. He’s gone from half-mast to mostly engorged. Tim finds himself fascinated. Silver has more length than he does in that department, but the stallion’s penis is rather narrow by his estimation, at least compared to other ponies – he naturally would be the envy of all but the most wondrously endowed humans.

Cayenne hops up on the bed, gesturing for Silver to join her. He leaps up, grinning ear to ear, an undeniable sway in his own hips, his wings sticking out like his swollen member. Though instead of letting him mount her, she brings him close for a kiss. His wings actually relax as the kiss goes on, pretty soon he’s using his wings to bring her closer, touching her all over her body with them. One wings seems to be getting Cayenne to shudder by running gently up and down her horn, getting it to spark softly. Silver’s eyes are closed as she maneuvers him on to his back, still locking lips with him.

Tim notices the chime of magic and suddenly his body is much cooler. With a shock, he realizes that somepony’s magically stripped him naked. He looks down, Citrus giving him a wicked grin. She pops up to whisper in his ear, “Relax and enjoy.” He pats her head affectionately, ruffling her fur. She brings her head down, running her tongue up and along the shaft of his penis -- she’d apparently perfected the clothes removal spell she had been working on. Though where they went to, he has no idea, nor much care as she finally fully brings his manhood into her mouth, sucking strongly and looking up at him with a smile.

North Point moves over to the bed, her own marehood is glistening wet as well. She points her pretty plot at him and winks. She looks back at him and smiles seductively. The smell of sex is permeating the room. She stands there at the edge, watching Cayenne administer to Silver with authority, running her tongue up and down his penis as the stallion’s eyes are rolling back, enjoying what the light pink mare is doing to him. “Cayenne, Cayenne, Cayenne, I want you.” Cayenne looks back at Citrus, a questioning look on her face. Citrus pulls away from Tim for a moment, her horn lit softly keeping the pleasure up on him as she turns towards Citrus and nods. Cayenne smiles as she sucks strongly on the stallion, getting him to gasp.

Tim looks down at Citrus, an eyebrow raised in confusion. “It’s a ritual, Tim,” she reassures.

“Anything I need to do?” Tim is suddenly self-conscious, having failed to realize this is not just some spontaneous game.

“Tell you what – ask me later when I’m not sending you to heaven.” Her horn brightens, and so does the aura around his cock, getting his eyes to cross for a moment.

“No complaints there.”

“Yeah, shut up and receive the pleasure I’m giving you.”

“You’re talking like you’re dominant.”

“Am I not the one in charge? I ply you with pleasure. I don’t have to do this; I choose to. Without me, you’d be sitting here hard with nopony to relieve your poor erection.”

“I guess that makes sense,” he groans as Citrus engulfs his cock again with her marvelous mouth, her tongue working up and down his length. The first tingles arise just south of his head as his balls begin to tighten. He pats her mane, stroking it lovingly, letting her know how grateful he is for her care and love. He’s watching her, savoring how her soft lips flow over his dick, her tongue licking all the way around, the suction creating sensation and slurping noises both.

“Oh Cayenne,” Silver moans, getting Tim’s attention. He’s utterly fascinated as Cayenne stands and moves to where Tim has a good view. She turns her head and smiles at Tim.

Cayenne faces the head pair. “Tim and Citrus Blush,” she announces, “I believe he is ready.” She giggles, caressing the stallion gently, who yelps a bit and squirms under her ministrations.

Citrus pulls away from Tim, giving him a look. She turns her head, “Go ahead.” She moves to sit next to him, though her horn stays dimly lit, continuing to play with his manhood like it’s her favorite toy.

She squeezes his manhood magically and looks at him, “Uh, yes,” stammers Tim, doing his best to go along with it.

Citrus stands up, her tail lashing back and forth, “You two may begin.” She says solemnly, she looks up at Tim, “This is an important part for the head stallion in a herd, listen carefully.” She clears her throat, “Do you, Tim, vouch for Silver’s permission to share in your mares?”

“I-I do.” Tim can see Silver’s cock is practically throbbing, and it’s all the poor stallion can do to not throw down Cayenne and rut her brains into a puddle of jelly.

“Very well,” says Citrus. The mares seem to know exactly what they are going to do. North Point mounts the bed, laying on her side with her rear hooves by Cayenne’s head and vice versa. Silver moves over, putting his snout under Cayenne’s tail. The stallion whickers a bit, and he’s undeniably ready at this point. “Cayenne, welcome him to our herd with your body. Silver, show us what you can do for your future mares.”

Before Tim can wrap his head or ask a question, in a smooth motion, the stallion rears up onto Cayenne’s back, reaching forward with his teeth to grab very base of Cayenne’s mane, right at the bottom of the neck. Tim finds his eyes locked on Cayenne’s marehood as it winks furiously, Silvers cock comes up and he fumbles for a moment, seeming to poke her a few times, on the lips, on her thigh, he almost enters her rear for a moment before he corrects himself. Silver shudders as his cockhead finally broaches her correctly. That gets a sympathy moan from Tim, remembering every time he had penetrated that pink mare.

“You having fun, love?” Citrus whispers as she moves a hoof down to begin stroking his length. Tim’s able to gasp an affirmative as he looks back over at the action happening on the bed. He doesn’t need to say a word – his hard cock and reflexive clenching of his fingers into her flank tell her everything she needs to know.

Silver is slowly shuffling his hooves forward as he slowly enters Cayenne further. Soon, the stallion is hilted all the way in. His balls slap against his mate’s underside as he engages in her ritual rutting. “Cayenne, please accept my body,” he shudders, fighting for breath with his pleasured reflex.

“Silver, I accept you,” Cayenne answers, lifting her ass even further. “Become my stallion.”

Tim is transfixed, two thoughts running through his head: wow, watching others have sex is really interesting to watch, and, they really aren’t fucking around. Amazingly, once he’s fully inside her, both of them turn to look at Citrus and Tim. He looks down at Citrus, who nods with a big smile on her face.

Apparently that’s what they needed, instantly, Silver is pumping into Cayenne with everything he’s got. It doesn’t even take a solid half minute before Silver is snorting and panting, his motions becoming jerky, almost pulling out before slamming home deep into the silky heat of Cayenne’s pussy. His balls are swollen and his cock is hard as granite. “I’m ready.” The stallion pants.

“Cum inside me.”

“Cum inside my mare,” says Citrus, also playing with herself. “Tell him, Tim.”

“Fill her,” says Tim plainly.

With a loud whinny, the stallion pumps into the mare, then he starts bucking wildly, his wings flaring and he shudders, fully hilted in Cayenne, whose head is thrown back in pleasure as the stallion empties his load into her. “I’m cumming. Cayenne! I’m cumming!” Her horn sparks brightly, multi-colored sparks explode throughout the room as Cayenne stands there, hilted by the stallion. He grunts, moans, “Incredible. Cayenne! Cayenne! I love you.”

He writhes, wracked with pleasure, thrusting still as North Point moves closer, her muzzle inches away from their bodily union. “Cum inside her. Fill her.” The light blue mare says huskily.

Citrus challenges, “Make her yours. Good boy. Give yourself to my mare.”

Eventually, Silver stumbles back a bit, his cock flopping out of her, leaking white fluid. Her pussy flexes in another wink, dripping the stallion’s cum. Silver flops over on his side, breathing heavily. Cayenne moves over and nuzzles North Point a bit, getting her to move so she can inspect her oozing pussy, still lifted high into the air.

“He has filled her,” announces North, almost inarticulate with lust. She’s also breathing pretty heavily. She waits for a moment before lifting her face to Cayenne’s sopping slit. Then, to Tim’s astonishment, she plants a kiss and sucks. Cayenne quivers involuntarily, still sensitive from her rutting. Then, North announces, “Yes, we’ve got a good one here.”

“The first joining is complete. Welcome to the herd, Silver Wing.” Citrus says formally.

“Congrats,” says Tim. Citrus elbows him.

“Thank you. It is an honor,” wheezes the winded pleasured pegasus.

Citrus gestures for Tim to follow her to the bed, as he sits down, “It seems rather formal.”

Citrus scoffs, “Of course, we are Canterlot unicorns. Anypony can just let another stallion rut them, but in a herd, there must be ceremony, there must be rituals to have everypony understand how the herd is organized.” She moves and pushes Tim to lie on his back, “Now that the acceptance of a new stallion is done, only Cayenne has had the pleasure. I want some myself.” She leans forward and kisses him deeply.

The kiss goes on, his hands running all over Citrus’ body. Tim enjoys getting the yellow mare to shudder as his fingertips run along her spine, and playing with her hips and her flank. He can feel somepony straddle him, and he looks down as light blue forehooves press gently onto his chest, just at the bottom of his rib cage. He glances up, North Point is shuddering as her magic holds his cock steady for him to penetrate North as she slowly lowers herself onto him. As their hips meet, she opens her eyes and looks down at him, starting to move up and down slowly. Citrus’s voice purrs in his ear, “Fuck her silly, love, but save your cum for me. This is the part where you assert that the newcomer can’t share in all the mares, yet…”

Tim nods as North starts to really get into the bouncing. She’s not a loud one, not like Citrus – she’s a screamer, that one, but she makes some very cute squeaks and moans as she continues bouncing up and down, her horn starting to light as her pleasure builds. Cayenne moves away from the apparently exhausted pegasus and lies down next to Tim, putting her head on his chest, her mane tickling his nose gently as she lies there, a satisfied smile on her face. Tim holds one hand on Cayenne as he uses the other to hold onto North’s hip as she bounces up and down on him. Her pussy feels fantastic – hot and tight. Electricity begins to build in his cock. He clenches his fingers. He kisses her deep, finding her tongue only all too eager to return the favor. He moans a little into her mouth, his hips bucking upwards. His breath begins to go from measured cycles to the first hinds of panting. She is wet and only getting wetter by the thrust. She squirms around him, her hips giving little twitches of their own to accent her bobbing motion.

Tim finds his own eyes rolling back as North finally slams down, clenching her rear legs around his hips as she whinnies, “T-Tim, you feel so good…” Her horn sparks and Tim is nearly driven over the edge by the mare convulsing around his cock. She guides his hand down to her cleft. He begins to play with her parts, eliciting pleased peals from her. He brings her down onto his chest with a warm embrace right next to Cayenne’s head as she continues to ride him. Her internal heat is immense. So pleasant…

Finally, she pushes herself back to a sitting position, still fully hilted on him, squealing, smiling lewdly as she lifts up and pushes down again. North runs a hoof along his chest and down his belly, smiling softly as she occasionally squeezes him with her cunt. Citrus stands up and nuzzles the light blue mare, who nuzzles Citrus back, rocking her hips gently, doing her best to tantalize Tim, teasing without bringing him over the edge. He gasps a few times as she gets him closer and closer. Tim and Citrus kiss deeply, making muffled noises of passion. Then, Citrus reaches up and bites the other mare’s ear, hard. North squeals a bit, her marehood thrashing around him.

“My turn. My stallion. Off.”

Citrus moves to replace a crestfallen North in the same position, but Tim moves to the side, Cayenne giving him a dirty look as he slides from under her head.

She gasps, “Oh? What do you want to do now?”

“I want to taste you.” He says, kissing her hungrily.

She squeals happily, then she puts a hoof on his chest, her face turning serious, “Dominate me, now.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Tim says as he grabs Citrus, bringing her back close for a kiss. He places her on her back and starts to run kisses down her barrel, provoking happy sounds from Citrus as he moves further south on the yellow mare. Finally, he brings a nipple into his mouth, getting a loud gasp from her. The mare is sopping wet – her excitement is plain from both sets of lips. Tim settles onto the bed as he finally dives into Citrus’ hot wetness, his tongue darting along her lips before she winks hard, allowing him to clamp his lips onto her clit. Citrus squeals loudly as he escalates her enjoyment.

A set of lips run along the small of his back, getting his body to shudder. It kinda tickles. A second set starts on the middle of his back. He enjoys the feeling as he runs his tongue along her lips, enjoying her taste and the sounds she makes as he continues on her. He jerks as teeth are applied to his right butt cheek, then again as his left receives a bite, not enough to really hurt, but enough to get his attention. He knows that Silver and Cayenne are watching him.

“Come on, Tim, fuck her.” North huffs in his ear, “You know you want to.” Tim pulls away from Citrus and licks her nose, getting it to scrunch cutely as he dives back in, he knows what he wants before he enters Citrus.

“Oh, dear Celestia!” Citrus calls as her fluids leak down his chin and neck. Her rear legs clamp down on his head as her horn lights up the room brightly, multi-colored motes flying all over as he continues to play with her clit with his tongue. Finally, she flops to the bed, panting.

Tim pulls up and moves to where he’s straddling her on her back, he looks into her eyes “You want some more?” She nods with a big smile as he looks down, he uses his hand to guide himself as he uses the tip to tease her lips, running along her slit and getting more mewling moans from Citrus.

“Just fuck me now!” She demands, though he continues teasing her, finally he slowly presses his cockhead on her entrance, just slowly giving himself to her. The heat radiating off her vulva is terrific. She reaches her rear legs around his hips and brings her lower half up, engulfing him fully inside. “Now fuck me, and don’t you date stop until you’ve shown Silver how the top stallion around here takes a mare. Set an example for your herd.”

He smiles, “Your wish is my command, love.” He pulls out until only the tip remains inside, then he slams all the way in, getting a whinny and a groan from Citrus, he does it again, and again, each time faster, letting the feeling of being inside her, of fucking her hard, just take over. Finally, he’s got her on the bed, and is fucking her hard and fast. The slapping of his balls on her ass gets her moaning even louder. It’s been worth the wait. He kisses her, lending her his lips. He engages with his tongue, mimicking his actions lower down. As below, she is only too happy to take him above. He hears the pleasured moans of North touching herself, entranced at the erotic display before her. Love and passion, dominance and submission, male and female, lust and grace all in one place. A poet may call it captivating. Tim could only call it hot.

Tim fucks his love hard, hearing her squeal, wanting to make her sing. Her lips open to sing him love songs, lust songs, and primal ballads, wordless wails of instincts given life upon the wind from her lungs. She wraps her legs around him and arches her back, inviting him deeper. Tim grunts in gratification, feeling her truly all the way inside, joined as intimately as possible at the hip. His balls are tightening. North sounds like she’s about to lose control of her body. Everyone’s musk is getting to him.

Tim leans down and holds Citrus close. He pumps into her. She shudders, calling his name. “Tim! Yes yes yes, oh my, you’re making me… AaaeeehhHhaaa!” She doesn’t need to say it; she rocks like a boiling kettle and he feels the immediate surge in heat and wetness. His balls tighted. Her open mouth, moist lips beckon him. He kisses them, absorbing her cries into himself, moaning back at her on pure animal instinct.

His mate’s arousal is beckoning his own. Lust overpowers everything else. His surges forward, fucking her even harder, sprinting. His cock feels like it’s going to explode deep inside that amazing pussy. His body needs the release – so wet, so hot, so tight, so soft. Heaven’s gates are opening…

He hugs her one last time, trying desperately to say something. They lock eyes. She understands, crying out, throwing herself around him, kissing him desperately. His cock feels like it’s going to explode. Citrus writhes and he feels the pleasure crash to a crescendo of carnality. Body aflame, he hilts in her, holding himself to her tightly as his balls empty themselves into her. His entire body shudders as he rides out his orgasm with her. Her marehood is milking him as strongly as possible as she gasps, her eyes rolling as her horn continues to shoot motes of lights everywhere. He’s cumming inside her, his mate, his love, and his neurons are overwhelmed with pleasurable signals. Cum spews from his cock, flooding her insides. This is pure bliss.

Finally, he collapses on top of her, trying to catch his breath. He rolls to the side, bringing the yellow mare to his chest as both of them pant. She looks up at him. “Woooooooow… Celestia… Tim…”

Tim wants to laugh, but he can’t get the breath to. He simply squeezes her harder to his chest, peppering her with more kisses. North Point crawls up behind him and puts her head over his shoulder. “That looked intense.” She says softly, at his nod, she licks the tip of his ear, “can you do that with me next time?”

Tim nods as he reaches up a hand to touch her head, she snuggles closer to him. He glances back, Cayenne had moved over and was snuggling with Silver, though the stallion’s eyes are wide. He snorts, “Sure, maybe next century, when my balls aren’t so empty.”

Cayenne nuzzles Silver’s neck, “There are a lot of reasons we love the big guy here, and being great in bed is one of those.” She giggles, looking back at Tim for a moment, she blows him a kiss and then lays her head back down on the stallion, “I love the sound of your heartbeat.” She says softly, getting a blush from the silver colored stallion.

All of them lay there for some time in a big post coital cuddle pile while everyone tries to just catch their breath. Tim smacks his lips, a glass of water would be a good thing at that moment. He shifts to get up, “Tim, don’t leave me,” North Point says drowsily, pulling him back down with her hooves. Tim holds the light blue mare closer. Who is he to deny her?

Silver pokes his head up over the side over the curled-up Cayenne – not sleeping, just drowsily enjoying that the radiant afterglow. He looks over at Tim. “Why did you want to get up? You thirsty?”

Tim croask, “Yeah.”

“Oh, me too. I can fix that,” Silver says, he spreads his wings, but then stops sheepishly. “I don’t think flying is a good idea right now.” He folds them at his sides and picks his way among the ponies to end up hopping on the floor. He stumbles a bit, his hooves not wanting to really work correctly. He looks down, his eyes narrowed.

“What?” Tim asks as the stallion takes another tentative wobbly step.

Silver giggles, “Well I’m guessing a lot was taken out of me; Cayenne is amazing with both sets of lips.

Cayenne chortles from the bed, “Don’t you know it, Tim.” This earns her a blush and a nod from the hapless human. Silver Wing takes a few more steps, getting more stable on his hooves. Finally, he smiles and walks through the door. As far as anyone can hear, he’s surprisingly good at navigating the stairs despite just having had his brains fucked out beyond the orbit of Luna’s moon and being turned into an incoherent mass of pleasured jelly. Tim reaches over and brings Citrus closer to him, and pretty quickly, he’s got North Point on one side with her forehooves wrapped securely around his bicep, and Citrus on his other side, her head on his chest, her eyes half lidded and a soft smile on her face. They lie there as noises from the kitchen make their way to them. Surely this is the peak of mortal happiness.

Tim snorts, opening his eyes. He must have nodded off for a few minutes. He glances over to see Silver returning with a serving platter across his back, bearing several large cups all filled to the brim. He is using his wings, which seem nearly as dexterous as hands, to give drinks to everypony. Silver’s smile widens when he gives Tim his cup, “I did the dishes really quickly, so we don’t have too much of a mess to take care of when we get up in the morning.”

Tim glances over at the clock, it’s coming up on ten at night. Still somewhat early, but he knows that all the girls have work tomorrow. He drinks deeply from his cup, enjoying the water as he watches some of the girls take delicate sips. After a few moments, North Point squeezes Tim’s arm tighter, “So, who’s up for round two?”

Silver smiles brightly as he hops up on the bed. North giggles a bit as she moves over and kisses him. Cayenne crawls over and nips Tim’s ear. “I haven’t felt you inside me yet, tonight. It’s no fair -- you haven’t paid me back yet for bringing you this naughty night.” She’s play pouting at him.

Tim looks at Cayenne. She’s certainly lustful at the moment. He brings her close and kisses her. She melts into the kiss, wrapping her forelegs around his neck as her tongue invades his mouth to engage with its counterpart. He’s quite used to the tongue sparring that is a kiss with Cayenne Pepper. He reaches his arm around and holds Citrus tighter, the yellow mare seems to be content to watch at this point, but she pushes him towards Cayenne with a bright smile. It’s just the two lovers with everypony else spectating.

Cayenne seems to be intent on getting impaled immediately. She pushes him down and advances on him. She’s still wet. She breaks the kiss quickly and her horn lights, guiding it into her as she gasps happily as he finally enters her fully. Wet, soaking actually, but tightened from the break in stimulation. He puts out his hands and she puts her forehooves in his palms, letting him steady her as she starts to move up and down, a look of pure excitement on her face as she starts to bounce up and down.

Tim lays back and smiles as she continues to ride him. He caresses her, dreamily smiling at her, gently sighing at her, “I love you, Cayenne. You feel great… So beautiful… Soft, wet, deep…” He strokes her face, rounding her slightly open lips with his thumb. She kisses his fingers with a subdued giggle and a noticeable blush.

The girls were amused at the name of this position, the cowgirl. They had all laughed when they found out what cowboys and cowgirls were, riding horses to tame cattle. In this case, Tim is their mount, and they all love it. Tim glances over at North Point. The light blue mare has Silver pinned to the bed, doing her best to force his tongue into submission. They continue to kiss as Silver’s cock seems ready to go. North’s horn lights, and her aura takes hold on Silver’s cock as they continue tongue wrestling. She plants herself on him facing away from the stallion but face to face with the other mare. They kiss. Tim finds himself staring up at North’s body. He sees her teats and plays with them, enjoying the supple softness.

The stallion moans louder as he penetrates North Point. She pulls herself vertical having Silver’s forehooves help steady her as she starts to bounce on him. Cayenne looks at them approvingly as both girls synchronize their bouncing, watching each other.

Then Citrus surprises Tim by leaning over, still keeping her rhythmic bouncing going, and meeting Cayenne’s nethers with an intense kiss. Tim can feel Cayenne’s marehood flexing as they keep going while the new, hot lips and tongue work on the both of them. He shivers in pleasure. It’s rather short lived those as Silver starts bucking madly, whinnying loudly as he pours another load into North Point, holding onto her hips for dear life lest he be swept away in climax. The blue mare’s horn lights as his orgasm ignites one in her. She arches her back, crying out before finally collapsing backwards onto Silver’s chest, both of them definitely done for and done well.

Cayenne giggles as she turns her attention to Tim, she brings herself down and reaches forward to kiss him, letting him wrap his arms around her as he takes over in the thrusting. He thrusts up into her. It’s a bit awkward for him, but the sensations from rocking her tight body just so more than make up for it. Now she’s properly aroused and he can feel it with the way her body welcomes his ministrations, now so much looser and yielding. The slick walls of her pussy cause scintillating tingles of pleasure wherever they brush, and Tim answers his instincts by hilting in Cayenne and rocking, feeling her all the way from the inside. She murmurs and squirms, encouraging him to not let up.

He gets a hand free and runs a finger along her softly glowing horn. “T-Tim,” she shudders, letting him know just from her tone how wild he is driving her, her eyes squinting closed as he continues playing with her horn, running his finger through the magic playing across the surface. He caresses it like how she would his cock – go all over, up and down, front and back, plenty of pressure at the top, but going lighter yet faster around the base, and focusing on the spots that make her squeal the most. Her body gave him the cues, and he knew just how to read them. Of the three girls, Cayenne likes her horn played with the most.

She leans down to kiss him. Their tongues duel. He takes advantage to use both hands on her horn. The immediate increase in wetness amplifies the already considerable pleasure he is feeling. Hot, silky, amazing… She is quaking now for him. “Please,” Cayenne moans, “fuck me hard.”

He glances at North Point, who watches with rapt fascination. She smiles at him as he picks up Cayenne and deposits her on her back. He knows what she meant, and he positions himself at her winking entrance. He doesn’t tease her, he simply plunges in, her body accepts him instantly, her rear legs wrapping around his hips. With just a few thrusts she’s moaning, her horn lighting brightly and sparking motes of light all over. Her pussy is pleasurably searing hot and soaking wet. Tim continues his assault on her horn. He’s not even at it for a full minute before her tremors become full spasms. A single high note escapes her lips as orgasm overtakes her, her entire body clenching as she mewls softly. The sensation is magnificent, her pussy writhing wildly around his dick, clenched tight, begging for his release into her. He feels his balls tightening. The pleasure is almost unbearable. As her orgasm fades she reaches all four legs to hold onto Tim tightly, bringing him close to her.

“Enough…that’s enough,” she pants. Tim pulls out and kisses her deeply, she runs her hooves gently across his face as they kiss. Finally, she pulls back, a smile on her face. “Thank you, love.”

“Wow, you are still ready to go?” Silver says in awe, a lewd smile on his face. North Point stands up, wobbling on her hooves and she turns to point her plot at him, her tail flags and her marehood winks, she looks back at him with an inviting smile.

Tim moves up and puts his hands on her withers, his throbbing erection is begging for release, he shudders as he enters North Point, he starts slowly, but he quickly gets into the rhythm, she gasps every time he slams fully into her, his balls slapping on her clit. She’s squirming quickly as an orgasm overtakes her, as her marehood convulses, he pushes harder. She turns her head back, “Kiss me, love.” She says, he leans forward, kissing North as he keeps up the pounding.

“Tim,” Silver says, pull on her mane right there, pointing at the base of her mane. Tim reaches out a hand and grabs the hair, pulling gently. Silver giggles, “No, Tim, do it with some authority.” Tim pulls a little harder, getting a squeak and a loud moan from North Point. Silver gets shakily to his hooves and smirks at Tim. “Tim, trust me on this.”

“Yank it like you own it!” Citrus shouts. To illustrate, Silver reaches and takes North’s mane in his teeth and yanks, hard.

With a loud scream, North’s horn flashes like a flare and her marehood clamps down on him. Her already appreciable wetness turns to a monsoon – her body is inviting him unlike anything else! He puts both hands on her hips and uses the leverage to slam into the mare as hard as he can, giving up on anything else! “Unbelievable!” Tim gasps in delighted shock. He watches as Citrus moves closer. She runs her tongue along North’s horn, getting an unsteady gasp from her and her body reacts even more strongly.

Tim is pounding her relentlessly. He is not rutting her; he is fucking her like a beast. His balls are tight. His cock is rock hard. His heart is hammering fit to burst. Pleasure is sparking up and down his dick. He is panting like a wolf. He shuts his eyes, just basking in the pleasure. He squeezes North’s plot as hard as he can, ramming her wildly. He couldn’t stop himself if he tried. He was so close, so close… Pleasure building, pressure in his cock… fuck!

“Oh, I’m gonna…” Tim gasps as her marehood starts to milk him in earnest. He feels paralyzed as his body jerks. White hot ecstasy consumed him as he hilts in her, his cock twitching, spilling and spewing, filling up the mare with his own seed. His balls empty once more, releasing everything he had left. Lips find his own and he kisses back blindly, all rational thought far gone in the heat of his instincts, his pleasure. North milks him for everything he has, making him quake in carnal bliss. Nothing matters except giving her cunt everything he has. His breathing is raggered as everything becomes the pleasure radiating from his union with North Point. White and black flash across his vision. He’s finding his hips moving without thought as he heaves into her, desperate to fill her as deeply as possible, claiming her with his seed. He’s hunched over, alternating stroking her fur and yanking her mane, relishing in her moans of pure abandon.

Finally it’s over, he breathes deeply, and doesn’t so much pull out as he flops to the side, slipping out coincidentally, his cock slick, shrunken, and spent. He watches as she gradually brings herself to recline, legs still twitching out of her control. “That was amazing. I love you!” She can’t say anything else – only a passionate kiss from her expresses her gale of emotions. Citrus moves up to be the little spoon to his big spoon, as he wraps his arms around her. Her warm body is so welcome. He is in heaven, as is she. Pure happiness abounds all around the spent ponies and human.

She squirms a bit to be closer with him, and another body crawls up behind him, Cayenne sighs softly as she puts her hooves over his arm. North struggles to finally lie on her side, being held by Citrus. And Silver crawls to spoon Cayenne behind Tim. Somepony’s horn lights the room softly, and the covers float off the floor and settle on all of them. Citrus murmurs softly as she closes her eyes, “That was perfect.”

Tim tightens his arm around the yellow mare. “Yeaaahh…” Consciousness escapes him and he falls asleep in the loving embrace of his herd.

This chapter took a lot of caffeine filled work by Kalash, and was truly a collaborative effort. Thank you to you readers, and to those that have helped me make this story what it is.

A word from kalash93: Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. This chapter was the result of insomnia and 3 chugged cans of Monster energy. I honestly am surprised I managed to pull this off, but here it is. Refining two chapters in as many days has been grueling, but the positive reactions from you lot makes it worthwhile. This chapter in particular got a ton of effort as clop is my specialty and this is the last fapstravaganza we're going to have for a while. -K93