The full moon is bright in the sky above Canterlot. It and the multitude of stars in the sky make a splendid display for those in the crown city of Equestria. Among those ponies is one specific herd making its way home. The human ambles with his herd. He’s quite a bit taller than them, but quite often, one gestures for him to get down to their level, quite a few passionate kisses are exchanged, a violation of typical moral codes in Equestria. But they really don’t care about what some old mares would say on watching them. They have gone through the fire, they have gone through Tartarus, and come back relatively unscathed. Every so often the pegasus stallion of the herd hisses in pain as he breaks away from a kiss and then dives back in.

“Ya know,” Tim slurs, “We really should get upstairs.” He staggers a bit as a punch to the hip from Silver connects. All of them had partaken of quite a bit of celebratory champagne before leaving the Gala. “I know it’s improper, all this.”

Cayenne pulls away from a deep kiss with Silver Wing, stumbling a bit. “I don’t care what other ponies think. Our honor is repaired, that witch of an alicorn has been put in her place, and I can have my stallions in bed in me. That is what matters.”

They make their way slowly into their apartment building, nearly tripping over each other in their desire to keep in physical contact. Luckily, the elevator is on ground level, and all three mares, a pegasus stallion, and a human all tumble into the elevator. They all laugh as Citrus narrows her eyes in concentration, her horn lights and the tenth floor button is pressed. She leans back and gathers North Point up, kissing the mare hungrily in the privacy of the elevator. Tim sits down and Cayenne crawls into his lap. She rears up to put her hooves on the wall right behind him. She looks at him lovingly, “I’m so glad to have you back.” She leans forward and kisses him, opening her mouth to accept his tongue entering. He holds her head with both hands as their tongues intertwine and they both are lost in the feelings for a timeless eternity. Though a loud ding brings them out of their distraction. Silver leads the way down the hall toward their front door. As Tim is the last in, he heels the door closed and looks down, two gala dresses are on the floor, along with Silver’s top hat and jacket.

Tim grins as he sheds his own jacket, pulling off his shirt as he makes it to the stairs, where Cayenne’s princess dress has found a new residence, along with Silver’s shirt and his sheathed squire rapier. Tim’s pants and boxers are left at the door as he stops for a moment. Silver is up on the bed. North Point is doing her best to swallow his entire cock, the loud slurping sounds have him starting to stir down south. Though warm wetness closes around his own penis. He looks down, seeing Cayenne is sucking him to the hilt, rolling her tongue around and humming softly as he starts to really get hard. He reaches down and runs a finger along her horn, getting her to stop for a moment and squeeze her eyes tightly closed. She sucks hard as she shudders, getting a strong twitch from him. She keeps that up, and he’ll explode soon. He thinks for a moment, though the thoughts move slowly due to the champagne, but he continues playing with her horn, running his fingers through the magic flowing along the surface. Slowly at first, he starts to hump forward as her lips meet his pubic bone, his passion rises quickly and soon he’s fucking her mouth like there’s no tomorrow. “Cayenne, I’m gonna.”

She lets him go with a pop, watching his cock twitch for several seconds. She plants a small kiss on the tip, she looks up at him. “You need to service your lead mare. Don’t hold back, don’t worry about anything else.” She rears up and looks at him seriously. “Fuck her like there is nopony else in the world.” He turns and looks at Citrus, who is kissing Silver deeply while North has changed tactics. She’s running her tongue up and down Silver’s cock, swirling her long tongue around the tip then moving back down. Silver, for his part, has his eyes closed, a look of absolute bliss on his face. He looks back at Citrus; her tail is flagging, and she winks every few seconds. Her arousal is nearly overpowering. He looks down, his dick is already wet from Cayenne’s mouth. He’s been missing mounting Citrus for the last couple of months. North is great, and great in bed, but the one he misses most is presenting herself to him. He thinks that where she is standing is no accident, her hooves are right on the edge of the bed, her marehood is at the perfect height for him to enter her while standing. The magic running along her own horn shows how aroused she is. Tim moves up and places the tip of his cock right at her entrance. She winks long and hard as she feels him tease her. He places his hands on her hips, and with a grunt, he’s fully in her. She yelps in pleasure, though she doesn’t stop kissing Silver. The stallion cracks one eye open, then North changes tactics on him down below and his eyes roll back in pleasure.

Tim starts to move, he’s missed her. Not exactly infrequent sex with North has kept him from being pent up, but having all of his mares dripping at the moment drives him wild. He can smell the copulance. He starts to move a little faster, bringing her back into him as he slams himself forward into her. The feel of her, the moans she starts to make around Silver’s mouth, everything just slams into him. They are back, everything is going to be okay. He accelerates his pace, he wants to cum in her, he wants to claim her back. Cayenne comes up, nuzzling Citrus’ ear gently. She takes over for kissing Silver, pressing him down on his back as Citrus starts moaning loudly.

After a few minutes of taking him like that, she pulls away. She rolls onto her back, reaching out with her magic and her hooves, bringing him closer, “I want to kiss you, love.” He crawls up on the bed and enters her again, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her cheek, her lips. She latches onto his tongue, sucking tightly as he starts pistoning into her again. Every time his hips meet hers, he can feel her wink against him, getting a happy yelp from her with every thrust. She pulls her head away, her horn brightening, starting to shower unfocused magic everywhere. She snakes her forehooves around his chest, burying her face in his neck. “Oh, take me, please, Tim. I’ve needed this.”

He nods, unable to speak very well at the moment. She peaks, her cries echoing around the room as her magic bounces everywhere, leaving warmth wherever the balls of light land. Her winking marehood pushes him over the edge. He hilts in her, his cock twitching as he pumps his seed into her as she cries out in pleasure.

With a final push, he’s spent. He holds there for a moment, not wanting to lose the feeling of being inside her. He levers himself up onto his arms, and reaches his head down, kissing her deeply, lovingly. Just enjoying the feeling of being inside her. She relishes the kiss for long moments, their tongues playing with each other. Finally, she pulls away. “My love, my lead stallion. Your herd is happy to have you back,” she pants, “but somepony else needs a suitable reward for leading the charge for helping to make our herd whole once again. She reaches up and bites Tim’s ear gently. “You rest for a bit, love. I need to make things right with the entire herd.” He rolls off of her, allowing her to flip onto her hooves. Her magic brings a pillow over for his head, she kisses him again, her tongue lingering on his for long moments, “I’m glad you can get it up again. I’m going to be wanting more of that soon.” She whispers into his ear before turning around. “Silver Wing.”
The stallion’s ears rotate towards her. He cracks an eye open while she moves over and kisses him thoroughly. He’s painfully five-legged. She pulls away from his mouth and plants another loving kiss on his extended member. Again, his eyes roll back in pleasure as she uses her tongue and runs it up and down his length. After several long moments, Tim smiling as he gets a good view of her winking marehood, she moves away. Turning herself around, she presents herself to him, “Silver was an amazing junior stallion for our herd. And for everything he’s done, he has earned the right.”

Tim glances at Silver, who is now being treated to the same view he had just moments before. A hunger appears in the stallion’s eyes. Silver moves over and stands up, nearly prancing over to Citrus. North Point and Cayenne have found comfortable places to lie down and watch. Silver nearly sticks his snout in her marehood, getting a shudder from Citrus. He pulls away quickly, his wings pomfing up strongly. He stops for a moment, “Most of the time it is quite a long wait for the junior stallion to mount the lead mare.”

Citrus turns her head towards him with a big smile. “Silver. You’ve gone well above and beyond the call of duty for a new junior stallion. The events we’ve had to deal with were well outside the norm for a herd, but you have soared, never complaining to us. And you were able to help Tim regain my trust once again. You are a full member of this herd, and I should have seen that much sooner than this. And you have waited most patiently. I know it's not the customary six months, but it's been hard for you most of the time, and you just took a sword to the face for us, so how about we call it even? Please, take my humble body, join your senior stallion in knowing the love that a lead mare can offer.”

Silver looks at Tim. “Buddy, you are the only one who can veto this. I won’t if it will upset you. I know what you’ve told me of your culture. I don’t have a problem with not mounting Citrus. I am happy where I am, now that we are free to share the love.”

Tim looks at Silver for a long moment, thinking furiously. He can see that the stallion is at full mast. Citrus is looking at him, her face carefully neutral as she watches him mull things over. Part of him wants to grab Citrus and say nopony but him. Sharing the other two hasn’t been bad. It’s actually been great. But the thought of the one mare that brought him in, the one that freed him from the castle… He looks into her cerise eyes. While her face is neutral, wanting him to be honest with his feelings. Her eyes, he can see she’s silently begging him to say yes. He finally smiles. “I want some conditions.”

Her eyes widen and her eyebrows rise. Silver snorts, “Okay, what kind of conditions?”

“First, only with me present.” He says firmly.

Silver chuckles softly, “I can deal with that.”

His eyes flick to Citrus once again, then back to Silver, “Two, I get to have her first.”

Silver tilts his head to the side. “Okay, only with you there, and only with your seed in her. I can live with that.” He snouts under her tail again. “It looks like those conditions are met.”

Tim smiles. “Yes, they are.”

Citrus smiles at Tim as Silver rears up and mounts her. She grimaces a couple of times as his questing member jabs her in sensitive spots. Tim almost moves to help the poor stallion find his spot when Silver grunts and jabs forward. Citrus’s eyes cross as he quickly hilts inside her. The stallion starts to pump, slowly at first, just enjoying the feeling of entering her; soon he’s pounding away like there’s no tomorrow. His wings are still extended as his forehooves grab her tightly. He reaches his head forward, getting his teeth on the base of her mane. He pulls on the mane, hard, getting a lustful scream from Citrus as they rut. Tim feels something around his cock, getting him to look down. Cayenne has brought him into her mouth once again, rolling her tongue around his manhood gets it to stir quickly. Tim reaches down and grabs her rear, bringing it closer, but he’s got a problem -- she’s too short for them to do a true sixty-nine. He runs his hands along her dripping slit, and when she winks in response, he plays with her clit, getting her to gasp a bit as she continues working to get him hard again.

“Here, let me help,” North says. Her magic chimes and she pulls Cayenne’s plot away from his fingers and closer to her mouth. Loud slurps announce her starting to pleasure Cayenne. Then she rolls onto her back in front of him, presenting her own winking marehood. He dives right in, enjoying her flavor. Neither mare has been serviced by a stallion yet. Tim runs his tongue along her lips, enjoying her shuddering as he continues to tease her as she goes to town on Cayenne, the pink mare is having trouble keeping coordinated, which gets a smile from him as he uses both hands to bring North closer.

Moans and grunts get his attention and he looks up at Silver and Citrus. His face is red, and he looks like he’s about to pop, though he’s got a goofy grin on his face. Tim dives back into North, keeping an ear listening to the stallion grunt and moan. Silver’s already lasted double his usual time. Judging by the look on his face, he’s as close to heaven as he’ll ever be. The room lights up as Citrus starts to scream in another orgasm.

“Citrus…”

“Silver, don’t stop! K’tro finish su!” Citrus gasps back.

“T’ap’ su syub” tapro, otoko hyi!” Tim understood the meaning, but why they failed to translate. As if her words trip a switch, he hilts in her and spasms. Her horn lights up brightly in another orgasm for her. Her cries join his as they both sing out their pleasure. Everyone else yelps as Citrus’s magic yanks them all closer and showers them with the bright motes of magic as she is spent. Finally Silver pulls out and falls over onto his side, breathing heavily. Citrus collapses where she was standing, gasping for air. Tim watches as the stallion blinks sleepily, his wings collapsing down in exhaustion. Citrus struggles to roll to nearer to Silver. She gathers him up in her hooves, kissing his undamaged cheek and whispering gently in his ear while he is dazed.

A short whine gets his attention, both Cayenne and North are looking at him. He dives back down into North’s folds, and in moments Cayenne has enveloped his hardness with her mouth again. She seems to be trying to get him to cum in her mouth, with long strokes along with a lot of suction. He can feel he’ll cum soon if she continues. He jerks his hips away from her, ignoring the look of surprise as he picks her up and lies back on the bed, placing her on his stomach.

“I wanted to taste you cum, love,” she pouts. In response he lifts her hips a bit and places his manhood at her entrance and hunches forward. That gets her eyes to roll back in pleasure as she puts her hooves on his chest and hilts herself on him. She starts to bounce slowly. “Okay, I can do this too.”

North, for her part quickly straddles his face, leaving her dripping marehood mere inches from his tongue. Tim bucks up to meet Cayenne as she comes down on him, and pulls North closer, diving once again into her folds, playing with her clit with his tongue. Soft slurping sounds announce the two mares kissing passionately as Tim focuses on pleasuring both of them. After a matter of minutes, North Point starts moaning, her horn sparkling. Then Cayenne shudders on his cock, dropping herself fully hilted into him as she squeezes tightly and holds North tightly in orgasm. Both mares spray magic everywhere, the room lighting once again. Tim rides out both of their orgasms, and as Cayenne’s starts to subside, he rears up, starting to piston into her gently as she shudders even harder. He reaches a hand down and plays with her clit as he continues to use his tongue on North. Cayenne starts to moan as another orgasm takes over. Her pussy clamps down on him as the orgasm continues, and she instinctively rocks up and down as her magic surges. Her mouth opens and a loud scream emerges, she throws her head back and howls her pleasure as Tim finds himself driven over the edge himself. He reaches out and grabs her hips, slamming her down onto him as he pumps his seed into her. North dismounts his face as he brings Cayenne onto his chest, still impaled on his cock as his own orgasm finally subsides.

“Holy fuck that was amazing!” Cayenne pants.

Tim is beyond words at the moment; he just holds Cayenne close as his dick softens. She whines a little bit as he finally slips out of her. He brings her closer and kisses her softly, no tongue wrestling this time, just loving each other with their mouths.

“That looked intense, I’ve never had one after another like that,” North says softly as she crawls onto Tim’s other side. She nuzzles his neck and kisses his cheek. “When you get up again, can I get some more of that action, sweetheart?” Tim is only able to nod as sleep rolls over him like fog. He holds a sleeping Cayenne, and North snuggles up against him, quite soon her breathing is broken by soft snores as she joins the other two in slumber.

***

Tim’s eyes snap open in the gold morning light. He looks around, his entire herd is still sleeping. Looking down shows he’s ready to go again. He looks at the two mares holding on to him. Both are peacefully sleeping. That gets a grin from him, he’s been woken up plenty of times to them performing on him. Time to return the favor.

He gently dislodges Cayenne from his chest and moves gently, North Point sleepily rolls onto her back, her forelegs spread wide, and her rear legs in the perfect position for him. He kisses her chest softly, moving slowly down, leaving kisses the entire way. She squirms a little bit as he brings a teat into his mouth, sucking on it gently. She pants softly as he plays with the other. For a moment, he wonders how what he is doing is affecting her dreams. They seem to be quite pleasant as a smile blooms on her face as he moves further south. He takes a moment to look at her marehood. His nose already detects the beginning of arousal. He brings his face closer, running his hands along her sides as his tongue invades her. He relishes her taste, every one of his mares has a different flavor. Citrus has the most pleasant taste to his tongue, but that doesn’t detract from how much he enjoys North and Cayenne.

Soft pants and moans come from North’s mouth as he runs his tongue along the inner lips. After a few moments, she freezes. He looks up, seeing her head lifted to look down at him, a big smile on her face. Her horn lights and he can feel her magic over the upper half of his body. She’s not strong enough to lift him magically, but he can feel what she wants, he climbs over her and kisses her full on the lips. She accepts his tongue and they lay there for a long time, just enjoying the kiss. Finally, she breaks away. “Fuck. Me. Now.”

He obliges her, lifting on one hand, using his other to guide himself into her. With all the added lubrication, he slides in easily. He rears up, gathering her rear legs and putting them against his chest. She always loves him like that. She looks at him as he starts really going, her lustful grin gets him to smile at her.

“Boy, looks like someone woke ready for business.”

North looks over. Silver is standing there, his wings pomfed and he’s definitely gone five legged. She reaches her forelegs for him, and he walks over to kiss. His eyebrows rise as he rears up a bit, presenting his stallionhood to her. She uses her hooves gently to bring his erect cock into her mouth. Her horn lights, her aura forming around his hips. His eyes widen as he starts pumping into her mouth, with her head at full extension, she gobbles him all the way down. Though the lewd sounds from her mouth get the stallion to pump even faster. Silver looks up at Tim.

Tim, for his part, is pumping for all he’s worth, every slap of his balls on her ass gets a moan from her around Silver’s cock. Finally, he looks at the stallion fucking her mouth. The smile on Silver’s face gets one on his -- he’s nearing orgasm already. Surprising considering with how busy they were last night. Though the look on Silver’s face says the stallion is going to pop soon, too. Tim speeds up, noting Silver copying him.

“North, I’m gonna!” Silver grunts just as Tim reaches his peak. He shoves deeply into her, the stallion doing the same as both of them pump their loads deep into the faintly blue mare. Tim watches as her throat works as hard as her marehood is, milking both stallions of their seed. Silver collapses first, pulling out quickly. Tim is a little more elegant in his landing next to her, drawing her and Silver closer.

The loudest panting comes from North, she breathes in great gasps of air, clinging tightly to Tim, though her tail wraps around Silver’s leg as well. She rears her head back and kisses Silver, invading his mouth with her tongue. Tim lies there, enjoying holding her, as she finishes her kiss. She sucks in air greedily after the kiss. “My first spitroast… that was fucking intense.”

“Looked like it,” Citrus says, snaking hooves around Tim, laying her head on his upper arm, “I might want to try that some time.”

Cayenne comes up and lies down on top of North, snuggling in with Tim and Silver. She peppers North’s face with kisses, then leans over and kisses Silver deeply. She’s aroused, but he needs a few more minutes before he’s able to start with her. So, he watches as Silver and Cayenne make out. A yellow hoof reaches around and pulls his head. Citrus latches on with a strong kiss as she helps roll him onto his back. Still with locked lips she drapes herself over him, her tongue and his dueling for dominance. Warmth envelopes his crotch, and in mere moments he’s ready to go again. Citrus breaks her kiss, moving back to slowly impale herself on him. “I’m not the only magical mare you know, love,” she says breathily as she starts to ride him. He puts his hands on her hips, helping her bounce on his cock, loving every moment. Though some snorts grab his attention, Silver is mounting North, the mare’s tongue is hanging out as Silver penetrates her. He watches as Silver starts pumping hard on North, enjoying the soft sounds she makes as the stallion ruts her.

“I want a turn!” Cayenne pouts at Citrus, who looks at her with one eye while she’s got her head back and her horn lit.
Tim reaches over and brings Cayenne over for a kiss as Citrus starts to scream out her pleasure in another orgasm. Cayenne lies down half on his chest, her forelegs hugging him close as Citrus’s motions become jerky and uncoordinated as her orgasm finally runs its course. She flops over onto her side, panting. With a smirk Cayenne moves to ride Tim as well. Her magic directing his cock into her as she slowly lowers herself onto him. She puts her forehooves on his chest as she rises slowly, almost to the point of pulling off, then brings herself down quickly.

“Oh, North, I love you” Silver moans, getting Tim’s attention. The stallion is hilted in her, puffing like a steam engine, he stops, his entire body vibrating as he pumps his seed once again. North’s voice is joining his in pleasure for long moments before both collapse together. He turns back to Cayenne, who seems to be nearing climax herself.

“Two mares down, one to go,” she says lovingly, “Oh, that’s it, oh keep going.” She collapses onto his chest, he brings his arms around her and rolls over, the better to pound hard. He starts pounding away, watching her horn light and magic swirl around the room.

“Oh, Cayenne,” Tim grunts, his peak is close. She smiles at him then her eyes roll back as her horn lights again. Her breathing gets stuttered as magic motes shoot from her horn, her writhing marehood drives him over the edge. He hilts inside her, his body shuddering as his balls pump load after load into his spicy mare.

Spent, he rolls off Cayenne, bringing her close. Citrus edges close and puts her forelegs around his arm, nuzzling into his shoulder. Silver and North are already snoozing together, so everything seems to be good. Tim kisses the top of Citrus’s head then leans over and does the same with Cayenne. He brings them as close as he can, Cayenne’s head is pillowed on his left shoulder, and Citrus on his right. He reaches up and grabs a pillow, placing it behind his head. The warmth from the two mares is very soothing, and soon enough, he again enters the oblivion of sleep among a pile of pony.

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