Chapter 121

“I… am so… FUCKING… mad at you.”

I sat like a scolded child on Sunset’s couch, while the red-head herself stood in front of it, her arms folded as she glowered down at me, her weight on one leg.

“I don’t see what the big deal is,” I said quietly.

She leaned forward abruptly, scowling. “You don’t see what th— ... Golds!” She freed one arm and gestured to the balcony door. “You broke into my apartment! You went through my stuff! You read my journal, and not only that, you wrote in it!”

“I was trying to patch things up with Dashie.”

Sunset eyed me up for a moment, jaw clenched, lips pursed. Then she huffed and narrowed her eyes, shaking her head slowly.

“I cannot believe you fingerbanged the Princess of Friendship.”

I raised a brow and gave a nod. “Oh, she was fuckin friendly, lemme tell ya,” I said, with a sly tone.

“That’s NOT funny.”

I raised a hand to protest, but then gave up immediately, letting my arm drop back to the cushion with a thump. “Come on, Sunny.”

“Don’t ‘come on’ me!” She immediately closed her eyes and raised her hands to stop me before I could say anything. “Shut up! I know how that sounded just now, and… it’s not what I meant.”

“No comment.”

Sunset folded her arms and huffed. “Princess... fucking... Twilight. Seriously, this is such a fucking typical ‘Golds move,’” she grumbled, turning away to face the balcony glass with a shake of her head.

My brows furrowed. “What does that even mean? I already told you, she asked for my help. She wasn’t very good with her fingers and she was all turned on from watching Starbright gettin’ diddled, so she asked me to show her the ropes. That’s all.”

The red-head turned back to me, confused. “Starbright?”

“Yeah, she—oh!” I slapped my forehead. “Sorry, StarLIGHT. I was calling her Starbright to piss her off.”

Sunset’s brow furrowed. ”Starlight?” After a brief moment, her eyes widened, meeting mine. “Wait... you mean Starlight Glimmer?”

I pointed at her. “Yeah, that’s it! You know her?”

“Well… no, but Twilight talked about h— … wait.” Her expression went blank suddenly, and she buried her face in her hands. “Ugh! Come on, man! You fingered her too!?”

I shook my head. “No-no, that was Trixie.”

Flummoxed, Sunset clutched her chest and staggered backwards, feigning a heart attack. “WHAT!? Where the fuck did she come from!?”

I shook my head and looked away, waving her off. “Oh, fuck. It’s a long story, Sunny.”

She exhaled noisily, folding both hands on top of her head as she stared at the ceiling. “I go away for one week. One. Fucking. Week.”

“Hey, just relax, OK?” I said, facing her again. “Everything’s fine. I got things more-or-less patched-up with Dashie, and I got to know the princess. We had great time, as a matter of fact; me and her are like this.” I bumped my fist to my chest.

Sunset rolled her eyes and looked away.

I gave the adjacent cushion a pat. “Come on, sit down.”

After a pause, Sunset snorted and approached the couch reluctantly. She sat next to me, crossed her legs and folded her arms, staring straight ahead.

After a moment of watching her foot swing up and down, I leaned closer. “Come on, you’re not really that mad at me, are you snookums?” I said, puckering my lips close to her cheek.

Her leg stopped, but she kept her eyes forward. “You’d better back the fuck off.”

I leaned away and inhaled slowly.

Her leg resumed swinging.

“You know what the worst part of this is?” she grumbled.

“What?”

“Even though I’d really like to get down on my knees and speed-bag your nutsack right now, my magic is still kicking in —especially after being away all week— and… I kinda wanna fuck the stupidity out of you.”

“Hmm…” I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. “Now that IS a conundrum.” I glanced over at her. “How about… like… you give me an angry fuck? Like… a ’take your aggression out on me,’ kind of thing. You know? Who knows, maybe I will be a little smarter after.”

“No.”

I let out a sigh. “Come on, Sunny! It’s been a long week. A tough week; I was gettin’ blue-balled by blue chicks pretty much the whole time.”

Sunset scrunched her face and looked at me sideways.

“Seriously! That night with Starbright and the princess: I was literally the only one who didn’t get-off! And that one night I was sitting at home and Sonata was bored and showed up to hang out, and she starts walking around in her fuckin underwear right in front of me, and then Dashie…” I paused and cocked my head. “Well… that wasn’t really sexual; that was more of an emotional blue-balling.”

Sunset’s brows went up. “Oh, emotional blue-balling, eh? Wow, that’s fucking deep, Golds. We should hang out more.”

“Jeez, Sunny!” I rolled my eyes and turned away.

“Don’t.”

I scratched behind my ear, sighing. “OK. Look, I’m sorry I broke into your apartment and messed with your stuff, but it was for a good cause. I set things right with Dashie, and I got to meet the princess. Everything’s better now, OK?”

She tapped her foot on the floor, fidgeting with her hands as she looked up to the ceiling. “Well… I guess I’ll give you that, but still...”

I waved a hand in the air. “Hell yeah! Princess Twilight is a good shit, and holy fuck, can she party! I mean, she was just like: BOOM! Fuckin Jägerbomb! Jägerbomb! Jägerbomb! Just friggin poundin ‘em back.”

Sunset turned slowly, her eyes as big as moons, her mouth agape. “You fed her fucking Jägerbombs!?”

I scratched my temple, mouth open to answer, but hesitating. “Well… only like the first fi— … I-I mean, no.”

She sighed heavily and rubbed her face. “Dammit, Golds; you could have just stopped at ‘we had a great time.’”

“Yeah.” I faced our laps, reaching out to give her thigh a firm pat. “You know what would really help right now?”

“WHAT.”

“You and I: we need to have us a good fuck.”

Sunset grimaced at me. Then she turned away. “Ugh… the worst thing is, I think you might actually be right—but not for the reason you think.”

“Of course I’m right. Look, Sunny; I missed you. You missed me.” I raised a brow at her. “Let’s make this right. Right here, right now.”

“Hm.” She sat forward and leaned on her knees, resting her chin in her hands. Then she sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine. You’re fucking lucky I have this magic, Golds. And that I can’t cut your balls off.”

I gave a little shrug. “Can’t argue with that.”

”We should wait though; let it get worse,” she continued, facing me. “You know how it works: the longer I let it build, the more intense it gets. Then when I finally get it, it’s like… booooom. Mind-blowingly good.”

“Yeah,” I replied, leaning back on the couch. “Until I cum. Then it goes away.”

“Yeah.”

We sat, wondering how long we should wait, how long we could wait, and how good it was going to be once we did it. Then something crossed my mind, and I let out a snicker.

“Hey… wouldn’t it be great if it stayed intense like that all night long?”

She nodded. “I won’t lie, that would be amazing. I guarantee I would cum super hard, like… a thousand fucking times.”

“Hm. I wonder if we, like…” I stopped, brows furrowed.

Sunset turned to look at me when I trailed off. “What?”

My eyes shifted onto her. “I just got a fucking… brilliant... idea, Sunny.” I gave my head a shake. “Holy shit, I’m a genius.”

“No, you’re not. But go ahead and humour me.”

*****

It was just after midnight when the silent serenity of the woods was shattered, its blackness pierced by the headlights of a thirty-year-old diesel pickup as it ripped around the bend, pistons hammering, turbos screaming.

Inside the cab was me, perched behind the wheel. Next to me was Sunset Shimmer, kneeling on the center seat, one hand on my thigh, the other on my shoulder, her lips tracing my jaw line. Her breaths were deep and hot, pounding against my neck between licks and kisses.

The red-head was in heat. Big time.

After a gentle bite to my earlobe, followed by a noisy smooch, she backed away to speak, but instead leaned in again to lick my temple. She backed away a second time and sat on her calves, panting through her teeth. “Tell me again; tell me your idea.”

I glanced over at her, brows furrowed, feeling the saliva she’d left behind cooling the side of my face. “I just told you, like, five minutes ago.”

“I wanna hear it again,” she breathed, biting her lip. “It’s so fucking hot; I can’t fucking wait ‘til we get there!” Her hand slid from my thigh to my crotch, where her palm found the tent-pole that was holding the front of my pants up. She pressed down on it, sending a shiver up my spine as she tilted her hand to wrap her fingers around its stiff girth, separated from her hand by the material of my pants. “Ooh… feel that?” she teased, her lips brushing my cheek as she worked her hand up and down, stroking that warm length through my clothes. “That feel good?”

My eyelids fluttered. “Yeah,” I muttered, my heart pounding with the same intensity as the six cylinders under the hood.

“Mmmm…” A wet kiss found my cheek. “By morning, I’m gonna have this fucking thing worn down to a nub.”

“Well I certainly hope not; I wa—mmm!” Her lips had found mine, stifling my words. This was a problem, however, because I could no longer see where I was going. I turned away just as she tried to slip her tongue into my mouth, which caused it to slide across my cheek, leaving a warm, moist streak behind. “OK… Sunny, I’m trying to drive,” I said as I leaned away from her.

Sunset followed, her lips in hot pursuit of mine. A breath later, she was in front of me again, joining her mouth with mine once more.

“Sunny! I can’t see where I’m going!” I twisted my head and looked past her to see the windshield, but those fiery locks were still blocking my view. “Get back; I can’t—RUFF! RUFF, RUFF, RUFF! RUFF!”

Sunset recoiled quickly. She leaned back and scowled, and then slapped the top of my head. “Don’t bark at me, you jackass!”

“I can’t see the road!”

She rolled her eyes and glanced through the windshield. “Fuck.” Then her eyes landed on my pants again. Biting her lip, she leaned closer and cupped her hand over my crotch to steal a firm caress. “Fine then. How about I put my mouth somewhere that won’t block your view?”

The suggestion made my skin tingle. I glanced over at her to find a cocked brow and a tongue poking the inside of that smooth, amber cheek.

“Yeeeaahh,” she breathed, convinced that this was the greatest idea ever. “That’s what I’ll do.” She sat on the seat next to me and picked away at my pants with her fingertips. Before long, my belt was unbuckled and my zipper was yanked down; her bare fingers slithered into my shorts and wrapped around that hot trunk, her knuckles glazed by the slathering of pre-ejaculate that’d been spread around the inside of the fabric.

Her frame stiffened when her fingers touched me, brows furrowing as my mind surged into hers. She searched and tuned the frequencies until she found what she was looking for: my real-time thoughts. With a firsthand view of what she’d be serving me, she pursed her lips and pulled my erection free.

I glanced down at it, feeling the kiss of cool air as it stood proudly between me and the steering wheel, Sunset’s fist wrapped firmly around the base. She shifted her position to lie across the seat on her belly with her head above my lap, her knees bent so her feet pointed upward next to the passenger door.

Without a word, the red-head leaned down and flicked the tip with her tongue, picking up a small sample of clear fluid that had seeped from the opening. With a quick smack of her lips, she familiarised herself with the taste, and then she came down to wrap her lips around that swollen head. She gave it a warm caress using her mouth, her cheeks caving in as she sucked more of the juice from me.

My eyelids twitched. Wonderful sensations flowed up my spine. Her lips were soft, her mouth hot. It felt wonderful after a full week of abstinence, especially after witnessing a pants-less siren, a stripper fingering the nethers of that sexy purple-haired girl, and of course, having my own fingers inside a foreign princess with an eighteen year old’s body.

This was my reward. At last, it was my turn to be serviced, and who better to do it than someone who I knew could feel exactly what I was feeling?

“Ohh… Wow, Sunny. That is…” I bit my lip, knowing I didn’t need to tell her a single thing; she already knew how it felt, and she knew how to make it even better.

“Mmmm,” was the only response I got. Her voice buzzed through my length as that nasty tongue of hers fluttered against the tip, making me grip the steering wheel just a little tighter. Her soft lips took center stage next when they slid down the shaft, the heat and moisture of her hungry mouth following in close tandem. She pinned the head between her tongue and the roof of her mouth next, drawing a suction as she slowly lifted again, letting her lips slide up the shaft —millimeter by glorious millimeter— until they popped over the ridge and paused, staying wrapped around the tip. Her tongue swirled around it, painting it in a warm coat of saliva and teasing me into an uncontrollable shudder as I did my best to concentrate on not going off the road.

Then she surprised me by plunging downward so her lips met the top of her fist, shoving my head nearly to the back of her throat. I had moved a hand from the wheel to place it between her shoulder blades just as she did this, and her back arched under my touch when she caused herself to wretch, trying force as much of me into her mouth as she could.

Sunset continued this pleasure-feast as I drove on, struggling to keep my eyes open so I could watch the road—while also keeping an eye on that mass of red-and-yellow hair, bouncing up and down above my lap. A suck here, a lick there; a gag as she drove me down her throat once again, followed by her soft, pursed lips circling the ridge and then spreading a long kiss down the length of that soaking wet shaft—all if it, again and again and again.

The sensation rose steadily. Damn, how I’d missed the touch of a woman! Each caress of her lips, each flick of her tongue, every second that passed, and every move she made drew me closer, elevated me, pressurized me, guiding me to that wonderful and much needed release.

But was it time? We didn’t want to mess up our plan…

Since my hand was already there, I gave her back a gentle tap. “Sunny? I’m uh —hooh boy— I’m... gettin kinda close.” I paused for a moment, rolling my tongue around the inside of my cheek. Then I looked down at her. “But I guess you probably knew that… since you’re reading me right now.”

“Mmmm.”

My words rolled off of her like water from a feather, and she continued to fuck me relentlessly with her mouth—in fact, she intensified her motions, kicking my ascent into overdrive.

I drew a deep breath and let my head fall back as Sunset’s mouth travelled the entire length of my erection, one round-trip after another—her lips tight, her hair a blur, her saliva pooled around the top of her fist as it gripped the shaft firmly. “Hang on, are you sure you want to…” My eyelids began to flutter when I swelled inside her mouth. “Holy crap… Sunny, w-wait—“

Sunset did not wait. She went full steam ahead with full intentions of sucking a mouthful of hot goo out of me—and she was not known for failing when she set out to do something.

The pressure peaked, and the sensation became overwhelming; her lips —which electrified me wherever they touched— slowed and came to rest, wrapped around my swollen, rigid length as it pulsed and fired relentlessly into her mouth, flooding her cheeks with the satisfying taste of a job well done. She took the opportunity to play with me, letting her lips massage that sensitive, throbbing tip as she flicked at the opening, trying to bat those thick, juicy ropes down as they emerged; more than one of them hit the tip of her tongue, covering it with that distinctive flavour as the rest of it splashed down against the backs of her teeth.

Slowly, the climax subsided, and thankfully, I’d managed to stay on the road. Sunset drew a long breath through her nose, waiting for the convulsions to subside. She moaned deeply as her tongue swept around that sensitive knob, mixing the thick mess that’d just entered her mouth with her saliva. At last, with her lips sealed tight, she let them slide away, making me shiver as I felt them pass over every single nerve ending on the way out.

I exhaled deeply, opening my eyes wide and blinking them as I watched the road rush toward us. Sunset sat up and retreated to the passenger seat, saying nothing. A quick glance her way told me why: her jaw was lowered slightly and her lips were drawn tight, and I could see the odd protrusion of her cheeks as her tongue poked around the inside of her mouth.

It was still in there.

I sighed and brought my attention back to the windshield. A few moments passed in silence, save for the clattering from under the hood. When she still said nothing, even after a discomforting amount of time went by, I let curiosity get the better of me and turned to face her again.

It was still in her mouth. And not only that, she was staring directly at me the entire time.

Back to the road my eyes went. “Uh… Sunny? Are you thinking about swallowing that sometime, or…?” I glanced at her again.

She shrugged. Then she winked at me.

I glanced at the road once more before continuing. “That’s not gonna, like… fuck up our plan is it?”

She shook her head and pointed between her legs. “Mm.”

“Oh… right.” I nodded and faced the road again. Feeling a draft below, I glanced down at my lap to see my manhood still protruding from my pants. It was slowly beginning to sag, so I reached down with one hand to tuck it away before it had a chance to touch the steering wheel.

Sunset sat quietly as I drove. She inflated her cheeks and tilted her head to one side, then the other, letting the contents of her mouth run back and forth over her tongue. Then she started swishing it like mouthwash.

“Uuugh!” I grimaced when I heard it. “OK. Sunny? You have swallow that right now or I’m turning this truck around.”

She snorted and covered her mouth, struggling to hold her laughter. As soon as she regained control, she gulped the load down and laughed out loud.

“Hahaha! Your face, hahaha!” She pointed at me, holding her other hand in front of her mouth. “And just so we’re clear, the only reason I swallowed that is because I didn’t want to snort it out of my nose.”

My lip curled into a sneer. “Gross.”

Sunset faced forward and casually tousled her hair. “So that was pretty good, eh?” she bragged, after a moment. Then she cleared her throat and swallowed again, smacking her lips.

“Uh… yeah. A little unexpected, but yeah.”

The red-head pursed her lips. “Well, you’re not off the hook yet, big fella. Not by a long shot.”

“Yeah.”

“Fuck. Are we almost there or what?”

“Pretty close. Ten minutes, maybe?”

“Good.” She folded her arms, pressing her thighs together to alleviate the buzzing between her legs. “My panties are fucking soaked; I can’t wait to get my ass out of ‘em.”

*****

Fluttershy laid quietly on that worn-out chaise lounge, checking for unread messages on her phone. Her house was dark, save for the TV, which she had turned on, but never actually selected anything to watch, so the room was bathed in a dim, blue silence. She was alone, aside from Link and Angel—who were off in the dark somewhere, slumbering.

They had only been home from the camp for a few hours. Rarity had decided—no, needed— to go straight home to wash off a week’s worth of outdoor filth, and dusty old cabin filth, and all of the other types of filth she’d been forced to endure throughout the week, leaving Fluttershy at home, all by herself in the dark.

Even her beloved Golden Arrow was nowhere to be found. A quick text had solved that mystery, however; he was at Sunset’s, waiting for her to return home to tell her about something that’d happened while they were away.

Something ‘a bit brash,’ as he put it.

No matter. He would likely be home before the night was done, and if Fluttershy was being truthful, a little time alone after such a busy week would be a welcome escape. She liked the quiet; she liked the calm.

Fluttershy sighed and took one hand from her phone and set it on her abdomen. Then, slowly, she slid it downwards, toward the top of the yoga pants she’d slipped into after coming home. There was a warmth beginning to radiate from below her waistline, and the need to find and satisfy it was growing steadily.

Perhaps now was the perfect time.

She took a brief pause, and then snuck her fingertips under the waistband, looking for the top of her panties.

The search was cut short, however, when the clatter of a diesel engine could be heard in the distance, its volume increasing steadily as it approached from the road.

A smile appeared on the shy girl’s face immediately. She withdrew her hand and gripped her phone to make it look like she wasn’t about to the thing that she was about to do—because now she didn’t need to!

Yay.

The sound approached the house and became impossibly loud —louder than she remembered, which excited her— and then it stopped.

Silence.

She waited patiently. A door opened, and then it closed. Then a second door opened.

Fluttershy furrowed her brow. Hm… must have had to get something out of the other side.

That door closed and then, a few seconds later, the front door to the house opened, followed by a cold breeze that gave her goosebumps.

“Flutters?” he called from out of sight.

The shy girl’s heart leapt. It had been a whole week since she heard that voice. She grinned and shook her phone excitedly, but then forced herself into a calm state and cleared her throat. “Oh, um… hi, Goldie.”

“How was your week?”

“Um… it was good. I-I missed you,” she replied sweetly, listening to the rustle of clothing and the clomping of boots after the door was shut. Strangely enough, she thought she heard a soft whisper or two, but she shook it off as him fidgeting with his clothing.

“What? Oh…” he whispered, followed by a cough. “Yeah, I uh… I missed you, too. Quite a bit, actually.”

Fluttershy smiled. “Aww. Hm. Why don’t you come lay down with me?”

“Sure, I—“ A pause, then a frantic whisper. ”Are you fuckin serious!?”

The shy girl’s brows furrowed. Why the tone? Serious about what? Was something wrong?

“Um, Goldie?”

“What, she’s talking to me?” His voice got louder again. “Oh, uh... yeah. Here I… uh, here I come.”

Fluttershy listened as the sound of soft footsteps crossed the room, approaching the far end of the couch from behind. With a fresh smile on her face, she shimmied down into a laying position and set her phone aside, ready to receive her lover. She watched the end of the couch intently, waiting to see me emerge.

Who she saw, however, was not Golden Arrow; instead, she saw those bouncy, instantly-recognisable waves of hair, their normally red and yellow hues tinted to a dark purple and green by the azure glow of the TV. Befuddled, Fluttershy lifted her head and blinked, wondering if she was hallucinating.

She wasn’t. It was Sunset.

“Oh! Um…” She inhaled quickly. “H-hi there, Sunsssssssssss…”

Fluttershy trailed off when the red-head came into full view, stunned silent by what she was wearing, which was only three things: a pair of shiny, black gloves —that counts as two— and a lacy, dark red thong.

That was it.

The shy girl’s breath lodged in her throat, her heart stuttering like an engine with no oil pressure as she watched Sunset saunter her way towards the lounge, hips swinging, naked breasts bouncing with each stride, her skin glowing a vivid blue as she passed before the TV.

Her features eclipsed into a silhouette when she put herself between the screen and Fluttershy, who watched speechless and wide-eyed as the red-head dropped to her hands and knees at the foot of the lounge and crawled over her.

Fluttershy watched Sunset’s breasts dangle pendulously above her own legs, hips, waist and then finally, her bust, as she brought herself up to eye-level with the shy girl, letting her abdomen settle down on top of her. She straddled Fluttershy’s hips and looked down at her for a moment, her expression hidden in the dark, surrounded by those sweet-smelling, wavy locks.

Fluttershy’s heart raced. She was terrified, confused —and slightly aroused, admittedly— all at once. What was Sunset doing here? And why in-the-name-of-all-things-cute-and-furry was she almost naked?

She’d just seen her friend earlier that day when they left the camp, but Sunset’s behaviour was completely different then. It was normal. She was not the same person now, and the reason for this was no difficult mystery to solve:

Goldie!

Clearly, the culprit was Sunset’s proximity to a certain someone, and now she was ravenous for pleasure. Endless pleasure. Pleasure that she would have no problem taking, and giving, with anyone, as experience would dictate.

And, to be honest, Fluttershy kind of liked it. She secretly loved surprises like this, and she loved playing along with them.

The shy girl’s thoughts came to a halt, however, when Sunset inhaled deeply and arched her back; she drove her hips forward to drag her mound along Fluttershy’s belly, pulling her shirt up along with it. She quaked at the sensation of those damp panties sliding past her navel, but there was no time for her to process it before an erect nipple grazed her lips and then brushed the tip of her nose.

“Mmmm.”

That moan, the sound of pure desire coming from Sunset’s throat caused the shy girl’s own nethers to tingle, and she pressed her head back into the cushion so she could focus on the breasts that dangled just above her face, feeling the telltale moisture soak through the crotch of that thong and into her belly, warming her skin.

A slow exhale came from above, followed by Sunset’s voice.

“Hey, Flutters.”

Fluttershy shifted her sights upward, past those hanging breasts and the collarbones beyond, but she was unable to see Sunset’s face in the shadows.

“Um… hi.”

“Whatcha doin?” Sunset asked, her tone laced with bogus innocence as she purposely lowered herself to dip her bust in Fluttershy’s face again.

“Um… n-not muffh—“

The shy girl’s reply was smothered by the warm, soft weight of the red-head’s breast coming to rest on her lips.

Sunset lifted again, a low giggle in her throat. Then she let herself drop, slowly this time, so her nipple just barely touched Fluttershy’s lips, teasing her, tempting her, drawing a shaky breath from the lighter girl.

Fluttershy knew what Sunset wanted. It gave her goosebumps; it made her bosom flutter. Letting her eyes drift shut, she reached out with her tongue and gave a gentle lick to the very tip of that throbbing bud, which drew an immediate reaction from the powerful body above her.

Sunset’s frame shivered when the tiny sensation shot through her, her breath hitching sharply as she looked down at the shy girl. “More.”

With no choice or desire not to obey, Fluttershy reached up to close her lips around her friend’s nipple, sucking gently as her tongue feathered its sensitive tip.

Sunset’s head tipped back, a wave of fresh air rushing into her lungs. “Yyyyeah,” she whispered, her skin tingling with delight as the other girl’s mouth teased her, her delicate yellow fingers taking a gentle grip on her waist. Her heart raced and her nethers throbbed when the thought of what was yet to come flashed through her mind, even as the sensation of Fluttershy’s oral ministrations flashed through her loins. Despite this, impatience got the better of her, and she slid down over the shy girl, pulling her breast from the gentle clutches of those soft lips.

Sunset’s hips came to rest on Fluttershy’s, those smooth thighs surrounding the other girl’s legs as she laid her body down, mashing her bare breasts against the shy girl’s still-clothed bust. Without hesitation, the red-head connected her lips to Fluttershy’s, giving no time for her to regroup after being pinned helplessly to the lounge cushion.

Sunset’s tongue slipped into her mouth, bringing the odd, musky taste of her saliva with it. Fluttershy knew this flavour; she’d tasted it plenty of times before —in Rarity’s mouth as well as her own— and, of course, straight from the source. It wasn’t the sweetest flavour by any means, but it was enticing nonetheless, and she found herself reaching past Sunset’s tongue with her own to steal some of it for herself.

Sunset pulled the kiss apart after a moment, their tongues slipping away from one another as the shy girl’s mind played through its version of what must have happened during the hour-long drive from town. It wasn’t hard to imagine, given the evidence, especially when Sunset exhaled against her face, filling her nostrils with more of the naughty scent.

Never one to call someone out, Fluttershy opted to go the small-talk route instead. “Um, so… what’ve you guys been up to?”

“Ohh, not much,” Sunset breathed, her hips thrusting downward to press her mound against Fluttershy’s. Both girls shuddered from the sensation it created, and then Sunset continued. “I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that my magic has kicked in—in a bad way, too.”

The shy girl licked her lips. “I did kind of notice, actually, but, um… howcome you and Goldie didn’t just… you know… take care of it like always?”

Sunset drew a breath and then paused. “Well, uhhhh… that’s actually why we’re here. We had an idea —well… it was his idea really— and… we thought you might be interested in helping us out with it.”

“Oh?” Fluttershy replied curiously, glancing down and biting her lip as Sunset cupped a gloved-hand over her breast, giving it a squeeze through her shirt.

“Yeah,” Sunset said, bringing her attention from kneading Fluttershy’s breast back to her face. “We kinda need an extra person for it to work, and we thought you’d be the person most likely willing to do it.”

“Oh… OK. Well… um, what’s your plan?”

Sunset brought her face down, just enough for her nose to touch Fluttershy’s. “I’d be glad to tell you… but first, you gotta eat my pussy.”

The shy girl could feel the colour drain from her face when she heard this, and her breath caught in her throat when Sunset’s lips briefly pressed against hers before she sat upright, letting her weight rest on her hips.

“So? What’s it gonna be? You up for it?”

Fluttershy blinked a few times and then gave a small nod, saying nothing.

“Smart,” Sunset said as she lifted herself up to slip the red thong down, extending one leg into the air at a time to slip them past her feet before tossing them aside. Then she shuffled forward until she straddled Fluttershy’s face, letting her knees slide outwards on the cushion to lower herself into the other girl’s reach.

Fluttershy reached up and hooked her hands around the tops of Sunset’s thighs as she descended, her mouth open and ready to receive that tender treat, to taste the flavour of its juices and to feel its heat against her face.

Sunset sat harder than expected, smearing a layer of warm, slick fluid from her crotch and inner thighs onto Fluttershy’s cheeks as she wiggled her hips into place, making sure she’d be comfortable while her friend serviced her.

Meanwhile, I had pulled a chair out and sat at the table to watch the scene unfold. Sunset faced me over the back of the couch while she sat on my girlfriend’s face; she folded her arms on the cushion and locked eyes with me as she felt the shy girl’s lips close around her hood, her tongue snaking in to probe at her soft layers before venturing even deeper.

After drawing a breath, Sunset bit her lip gave her head a shake, followed by a smirk. “What do you think, Golds? I think it’s only fair: I let you cum in my mouth, now I get to cum in your girlfriend’s mouth.”

I shrugged and let my hand fall to the table with a slap. “I don’t hear her complaining.”

The red-head smirked. “Neither do I.”

The room went quiet for a moment, and Sunset and I stared each other down, contemplating the things we had in store for each other that night.

It was her gaze that wavered first. A flutter of her lashes preceded her eyes rolling back slightly, followed by her mouth dropping open as her breaths slowly evolved into heavy panting. She paused briefly to swallow, then her brows furrowed.

I cocked my head and smirked. “She’s good, eh?”

“Hoooo…” Sunset gasped, her face contorted with ever-increasing pleasure. “Wow. Your girlfriend has a… a long fucking tongue.”

I chuckled and glanced down at the wooden tabletop. Then I brought my eyes back to Sunset in time to see hers flutter closed. “Why don’t you give her a squeeze?”

Her mouth hung open, her eyelids squeezed together tightly. “Ohh… W-what?”

“Squeeze her tongue.”

Her eyes popped open. “With my…? Uh… mmm, OK…” Sunset bit her lip and began to breathe through her nose, furrowing her brows as she concentrated on what she was doing.

She must have succeeded, because a muffled squeal rang out from beneath her.

The red-head chortled at the sound, her eyes wild when they locked onto mine again. “I’d say she felt that.”

“Sounds like it.”

“OHH!” Her eyes slammed shut suddenly and she put her head down, resting her cheek on her arms. “Holy sh-shit! Fluh… Flutters! Ahh!”

I sat still, watching patiently as Sunset’s muscles gradually tightened up, her cries rising in pitch as unseen forces worked away at her; licking, sucking, and lapping away at her soaked and throbbing nethers.

An orgasm hit not long after, prompting her to fill the little house with her voice, no doubt scaring the shit out of Link, wherever he was.

She gripped the backrest and threw her head back, panting straight upward, breasts heaving as she rode the climax out. When it finally faded, she came forward and buried her face in the cushion for a short breather, then she rolled over to sit next to the shy girl.

“Wow…” she panted as she stared at the TV screen, her face bathed in that bright blue light. “Flutters, that… pppfft!”

“Um… I-I’m glad you liked it,” the shy girl replied. She licked her lips and then wiped her face with the back of her hand, but only succeeded in getting her knuckles wet; her face was utterly saturated in Sunset’s nectar. “So, um… are you gonna tell me your idea now?”

Sunset stopped panting to look over at her friend, then she stood in front of the couch and looked down at her. “No. I need one more.”

“W-what!?” Fluttershy protested as Sunset reached down and grabbed her by the arms to pull to her to her feet.

The red-head bent down, hugged the shy girl’s hips and hoisted her into the air, slinging her over her shoulder by the waist.

“EEP! Um… S-Sunset? Where are we going?” Fluttershy asked as she placed her hands just above the red-head’s backside, her long, pink hair swinging behind Sunset’s legs as she was hauled around the end of the couch.

Oh shit, I thought to myself as Sunset approached the table and stopped, glancing past my girlfriend’s rear-end at me.

“You coming or what?”

I stood quickly. “I guess I’d better.”

“Yeah, I’d say so,” she said as she continued into the hallway.

Moments later, we found ourselves in Fluttershy’s bedroom. Sunset was lying back, near the foot of the bed with her knees apart. Fluttershy had knelt on the floor with her face between the red-head’s thighs, her thumbs holding Sunset’s vulva open to keep her clit exposed while her tongue fluttered rapidly against it. Sunset squirmed and howled uncontrollably as that sensitive little bud was bombarded, unrelenting until a second climax built itself up and quickly exploded on the tip of the shy girl’s busy tongue. She arched her back sharply, crying out in a cracked voice when the shy girl’s lips closed around her hood, her tongue spiralling around that clit as Sunset tugged on fistfuls of her friend’s soft, pink hair.

Once Fluttershy was satisfied that Sunset had had her fill, she rose to crawl over the naked girl, her bottom lip still connected to the red-head’s hood by a long, thick strand of transparent goo. The lady-cum stretched and broke as Fluttershy made her way up to position their faces close together, her teeth gritted firmly.

“You’d better tell me your fucking idea now, Sunset!” she demanded softly, spraying Sunset’s face with her own nectar when she pronounced the ‘F’ in ‘fucking.’

“Ughuh… OK... alright,” Sunset panted, struggling to keep her eyes open. “C’mere.” She waved her fingers to signal Fluttershy to turn her head so she could whisper in her ear.

During all of this, I was seated at the head of the bed, pants tented. I kept an eye on Fluttershy’s pretty little face as Sunset whispered our plan to her; her eyes darted about curiously for the first bit, but then they widened when the red-head got to her part, and she backed up to look her friend square in the face.

“Goodness! Really?”

“Yeah, but there’s more. Come here,” Sunset waved her back down, and Fluttershy complied by placing her ear close to Sunset’s mouth again.

Again, Fluttershy’s eyes went wide, but this time they drifted up the bed until they locked with mine; she stared intently at me, listening to her friend’s whispers.

Those teal irises sent shivers down my spine. I already knew she would go for it —was there ever any doubt?— but seeing that satanic look in her eyes firsthand was… thrilling, to say the least, and I could hardly wait to see how it was going to play out.

When Sunset was finished, she watched as Fluttershy crawled backwards and stood at the foot of the bed. “Well? What do you think, Flutt—“

She stopped when the shy girl’s shirt was peeled over her head and thrown aside, followed by an unclasped bra coming away, liberating those lovely yellow breasts from its confines.

“Uh… I take it you’re on board then?” Sunset asked as she watched her friend slide her pants down, underwear and all.

Instead of answering, Fluttershy brought her nude, yellow figure, complete with that long, pink hair, smooth, graceful curves, hairless mound and full, luscious breasts, around the bed towards me. She reached down, grabbed my shirt collar and tugged, prompting me to stand. When I did, she peeled the shirt over my head and threw it away, then she wrapped her arms around me, squashing that soft, warm bust against my chest. After a quick kiss that tasted of Sunset’s juices, the shy girl clenched her jaw and looked me straight in the eyes.

“Get over there and fuck her senseless.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied as she took my spot, watching me head to the foot of the bed where Sunset was waiting.

The red-head sat up when I approached, biting her lip as she reached forth to run those gloved fingertips down my chest, no doubt wishing she was touching me with her bare hands instead. Having to stave off the rush of thoughts from me could be taxing after extended periods, however, and it took away from what was happening elsewhere in her body, which, especially tonight, was not an option—so the gloves were essential.

I had begun to work at unbuckling my belt in the meantime, but she was quick to notice this, and so she batted my hands away to claw impatiently at the fasteners herself. Quick work was made of them, and before long, she yanked my zipper down, followed by the pants themselves and finally, my shorts.

As the last garment was removed, she was leaning forward slightly to pull it down, putting her in a precarious position; the waistband of my shorts bent my erection downward as they dropped, and when it popped free, it sprang upward and bopped Sunset on the nose, causing her to jump back in surprise.

“Whoa!” she giggled, leaning in again to plant a kiss on the tip. She licked her lips afterward, tasting the smooth coating of pre-ejaculate they’d collected during the smooch, and, unable to resist stealing another sample, she came forward and wrapped her mouth around the head to give it a firm suck. Letting her lips slowly slip away, she completed the act with that perfect little smack sound made by the release of suction.

“OK,” Sunset announced, looking up at me with that turquoise seduction, her lips curled into a devilish grin. “It’s time for some real fun.” She crawled backwards until she was positioned next to the naked, yellow figure of Fluttershy, who was lying on her side, ready to oversee the event.

After kicking free of my pants, I leaned on the mattress and crawled over the red-head, positioning myself between her thighs, which were raised, knees parted to invite me in. I let my weight settle on her; my chest flattened her bust, my hips pressed against her inner thighs as her legs wrapped around mine, heels hooked behind my knees to hold me in place.

Our lips connected for several short kisses, after which I moved to her soft, smooth cheek and then traced a line to the corner of her jaw, where I nipped at her earlobe, making her respond with a giggle and a shrug. Her eyes drifted shut and a breath was drawn as my lips brushed her neck, sucking on her warm skin, nibbling on her collarbone; while this was happening, her hand and snaked itself down between us to grasp my length with fingertips wrapped in that smooth, black material.

I am quite certain that when Rarity designed Sunset’s suit with removable gloves, this was not the use she’d had in mind for them, but at that point, who was I to complain? As tough as that material was, it felt surprisingly nice.

Not quite as nice, however, as the feel of her soft, warm folds rubbing against the tip of my manhood. Sunset had guided me into her crease and was tracing the length of it with my head; sensations rang throughout the both of us as she mixed our fluids together, her flesh coated in that warm slickness, made slightly rubbery by the presence of Fluttershy’s saliva.

Her voice vibrated against my lips as I continued to kiss her throat, a hungry moan that’d slipped free when she placed my tip at her entrance. Feeling it sit so tantalizingly close to penetration drove her into an impatient frenzy, and both of her hands quickly found themselves on my hips to draw me closer.

I gave in and let myself sink into her, savouring the feel of that hot moisture and soft grip working its way up my length as her depths swallowed me up, second by second, inch by inch.

Control of my own breathing had escaped me for a moment, and I halted the stream of kisses on her neck to blast it with a hot exhale.

Damn it, it was glorious. Finally, after a week of loneliness, of desperate longing, of torture, of teasing —some of it by my own doing, admittedly— I was inside someone at last. I honestly didn’t care who it was; Rarity, Fluttershy, Sunset, or any of the others. It really didn’t matter. I couldn’t recall a time when I needed to feel that hot embrace, squeezing me from base to tip, as badly as I did that night.

So many catalysts had led to such need: Sonata traipsing around in her underwear, her little half-wedgie when she was searching for a blanket, her pointy little hard-ons poking through that shirt as she described Pinkie Pie’s curvy body in nothing but a little thong, making me envious of the siren for having the exclusive pleasure of seeing those massive, pink tits.

Then there was Trixie and her luscious, blue curves.

Oh, how I wanted to unload that night! Starting with the stripper’s perfect, blue ass pressing into my lap, her soft warmth grinding against the bulge in my pants; then there was the sight of Starlight’s fingers planted between those thick, azure lips. I still had that mental snapshot of the purple-haired visitor sprawled out on that bench, pants-less, crying out with delight as the white-haired dancer enjoyed the exchange, stroking that curiously sensitive canal, savouring the sweet taste of appreciation on her lips.

And of course, I couldn’t forget about the princess and her little teenage body; the feel of her hot interior wrapped around my finger was nearly heart-stopping, and I would have loved nothing more than to have it instead wrapped around my—

“OHHH!”

Sunset’s voice tore me from my thoughts, and I was quickly returned to the moment. Only fractions of a second had passed, but it already felt like I’d been inside her for an eternity. This was a good thing, however, and a profound realisation, because this session was literally just getting started.

Realising my mouth was still planted in the crook of her neck, I lifted my head to look her in the face; her eyes were full of bliss, her mouth open, firing her breath into the air.

“Please, fuck me,” Sunset whispered, her lips quivering. I leaned down to kiss them, to calm them, and then I proceeded to fulfill her wishes.

Thrust after thrust was dealt. Her head arched back, eyes closed, mouth wide. Her arms wrapped around my back, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly to keep herself steady as that rigid girth rammed into her depths, again and again. Kisses were exchanged, dirty talk was uttered, glances tossed in Fluttershy’s direction to see what she was doing—which was always little more than watching intently as she rolled a stiff nipple between her thumb and forefinger.

It wasn’t long before the red-head climaxed, her body trembling as it arched against mine, muscles stiff, her warmth pulsing around me and gushing with satisfaction.

“Aaaahh!” she cried, her head to the side, eyes squeezed shut. “Fuck… that’s so goooood! AAH!”

I paused for a moment to enjoy her flesh, its rhythmic spasms surrounding my length. Then I leaned down to plant a few kisses on her cheek while I waited for her body to calm itself.

“Oh my… did you like that?” a soft voice came from beside us.

Sunset’s eyes opened to find the shy girl looking back with a lustful gaze. She shook her head and exhaled loudly. “Fuck, Flutters…” she panted as her eyes rolled back. “I can’t even. I fucking love this magic. Why did I ever think it was a curse?” She swallowed. “This is SO not a curse. It’s not. Sex was never, ever this good before.”

Her arms slipped from my shoulders and flopped onto the mattress, sprawled out to the sides. Freed from her clutches, I rose and leaned above her with my hands on the mattress, looking down at her. “Well… we’re just gettin started, Sunny. There’s plenty more of this still ahead of us, so I hope you’re committed.”

Sunset looked up at me, still panting. After a few blinks, her brow furrowed slightly. “I know that. I was just sayin…” She placed a hand on her forehead and drew a breath. “Well?” she said, looking up at me again. “What’s the hold up?”

I glanced at Fluttershy and snickered; she rolled onto her back and crossed her arms above her head, putting that glorious yellow body and perfect breasts on display as she waited patiently, ready to see the action continue.

I was well aware of my girlfriend’s love of watching her friends getting railed, and I sure as hell wasn’t about to disappoint her. On the other hand, however, the sight of her lying there, naked as the day she was born, was extremely alluring, and I found myself craving the feel of that soft, daffodil-coloured skin against mine.

“Hold that thought, Sunny,” I said, giving her hip a gentle pat before withdrawing from her. “I wanna have a round with Flutters before things start getting real here.”

Huffing, Sunset closed her eyes and combed her fingers into her bangs. “K, fine. Hurry back, though.”

Those teal eyes lit up when Fluttershy saw me cross the bed for her, and she brought her knees up, separating her thighs to welcome me in as she reached up, cupping my cheeks with her hands to pull me down into a tongue-filled kiss.

“This isn’t part of the plan,” she giggled. “Not that I’m complaining or anything.”

“Like I said, I just want a little piece of you while I still can,” I replied, following with a kiss on her neck, just below her ear. “I fuckin missed you this week.”

“Aww!” She gave me a hug and then a kiss on the cheek. “I missed you, too.” Then she placed her hands on the back of my head, putting our foreheads together to look me dead in the eyes. “Now, you’d better do what you came here to do, mister—before Sunset gets irate.”

“Right.” After a quick peck on her lips, I sat upright, hooked my hands under her thighs and lifted her legs, folding them back until her knees almost touched her shoulders. Those smooth, yellow lips of hers separated in this position, revealing the delicate, pink petals within; my length, gleaming with Sunset’s moisture, hovered above it, gently bumping her hood with the underside of the shaft.

Fluttershy took the cue and reached down, using her index finger to press the erection downward, nuzzling it between the folds at her entrance. Without hesitating, I pressed forward and sank into that yellow heaven, watching my length disappear head-first between those pink ruffles, driving myself and Sunset’s juices deeper until I was completely hidden inside her.

She threw her head back and cooed with delight, her bosom heaving as I proceeded with the spearing. Fluttershy’s interior hadn’t been flooded with arousal quite like Sunset’s, and so her texture was much more vivid, rather than being partly obscured by that thick layer of fluid; she felt tighter, and every soft, little ripple teased me as I passed through her, setting our collective nerve endings on fire more and more each time I sheathed myself in that tight, slick heat.

I gripped the backs of her knees firmly, feeding her a steady stream of deep, hard thrusts. She squeaked and panted, her moans soft, but rising in pitch as that perfect crescendo of sensation approached, hinting its arrival by forcing her muscles to stiffen, her womanhood filling with additional moisture to celebrate the event.

Fluttershy threw her head back when it finally happened, biting her lip and squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to stifle her cries. Her heart raced as she felt her interior convulse wildly, surrounding my length with her quivering flesh and warm juices.

“Oh-h-h-h my…” she shivered, reaching up to hang onto my shoulders while she waited for the climax to die down within her. “That was… Ohh, how I missed you, big boy!”

I leaned down to kiss her. “Me too, Flutters. That was great, as always, but duty calls,” I said as I rose to my hands and knees, both of us watching my length slip out. “Be back in a bit.”

Again, I shuffled sideways to position myself over the red-head, who was quick to reach up and pull me into a kiss.

“Goddammit, that was hot,” Sunset hissed, her breath warming my face. “Now give me some of that!”

"Calm down, Sunny, here it comes." I reached down and hooked my arms beneath Sunset’s knees to pick her legs up and sling them over my shoulders, letting her calves rest on my shoulder blades.

Sunset gasped excitedly. “Ooh, now we’re talking. I—AHH!”

Her statement switched to a yelp when I thrust my hips and buried my shaft completely inside her, those amber lips and pink folds parting to accommodate my girth before being slammed mercilessly against my lap.

“Holy shit, piss, cunt, fuck, ass, cock!” Sunset grunted as the profanity poured from her mouth. “Goddammit, that’s deep!”

I bit my lip as I watched the shock on her face, feeling myself project far into that soft grip. The heat and pressure that deep inside was breathtaking, and it caused my length to twitch with excitement. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I reached my finish, even after the release she’d given me during the drive; as wonderful as alternative sex acts can be, often times having their own appeal that even surpasses regular intercourse, sometimes there’s simply no substitute for the excitement of fucking a beautiful woman to pieces.

Off we went to cloud nine, Sunset and me; my length slid in and out from one end to the other, passing effortlessly between those soft petals as I ravaged her senseless, her face contorted with overwhelming ecstasy. Black hands gripped my arms to hold on for dear life, breasts adorned with hard nipples undulated on her chest while her voice filled the room—there was no way either of us could last long like this, not with those warm, smooth the sensations rippling from our sex as it slid together like a perfectly oiled machine.

“Yeeeaaah,” she whispered between breaths. “You like that? Is my pussy good? Huh? Is it gonna get you off?”

No time to answer. Just as the pressure began to build, Sunset’s womanhood exploded and drew itself tight around my length; her eyes closed, her body shook, her heart pounded like a drum.

All of this was too overwhelming: her soft, sloppy warmth wrapped around me as it climaxed wildly, her beautiful face contorted with rapture while her firm, shapely body spasmed beneath me; all of it conspired to draw a massive load of seed from me, and I began to swell rapidly inside her, ready to blow.

“Ohh!” she gasped, her eyes locking with mine. “Yeah! You’re almost there, aren’t you? I can feel it!”

“Mm… yeah, really close…” I grunted, biting my lip.

The pressure was right at the tip by then; I was ready to burst.

Now was the time to execute our plan.

Swiftly, I withdrew from Sunset and tossed her legs from my shoulders.

“Yeah, go! Go!” she gasped, feeling her vacant interior continue to twitch on its own as she rolled onto her side to watch.

Quick as lightning, I approached Fluttershy and flung her legs up and out of the way, placing my swollen head against that glistening, yellow slit. I pushed firmly and, thanks to the slick coating between us, my length slipped between those warm lips, allowing me back inside her. After a few short thrusts to tip me over the edge, the sensation quickly skyrocketed and I burst violently, pumping her full of that hot load.

“O-oh my!” Fluttershy’s eyes widened with shock, her mouth opening to let a high-pitched squeal escape. This was a shock to her system; going from empty to being filled completely by a raging, swollen girth like that was an surprising adjustment, especially when it began to throb immediately, dumping that hot pool so deep inside, giving her mind no time to absorb what was happening in her body.

It had never happened like this before.

“Mmmm…” Fluttershy reached up to stroke my cheek as the pulsing within began to taper off to its conclusion. “How was that?” she asked sweetly.

I closed my eyes, my body shivering uncontrollably under the gentle touch of her fingers, amplifying the feel of her soaked interior wrapped around me. “Amazing,” I replied, leaning down to kiss her.

Sunset was lying on her side, her head propped on her elbow. “Goddammit, you guys. Now that was fucking hot. I can’t wait to see more.”

I gave her a glance, studying her breasts as they hung towards the bed, offset on her chest. “Oh, you will,” I replied as I looked down at Fluttershy once more to appreciate the sight of those glistening, pink ruffles, parted and wrapped softly around my length. “OK, I’m gonna go,” I said, bringing her knees together and pushing them toward her chest. “So now you gotta stay like this, Flutters. Hold onto your legs; keep ‘em up, OK?”

“Mm-hm.” She nodded and wrapped her arms around the backs of her thighs to hug them, keeping her knees against her bust.

I withdrew slowly, watching myself slip from her pretty clutches until it fell free, leaving that pool of thick, white heat hidden deep inside her. Then I planted a kiss in the arches of her little yellow feet, eliciting a giggle from her before I paused to appraise the situation: Fluttershy was now lying on her back with her legs elevated, her backside and labia pointed at the ceiling to keep from spilling; Sunset was on her side, eyeing me up, her nethers presumably still on fire, having not yet received their reward.

Nor would they.

This was the plan all along: keep her hungry, keep that magic burning; give her a night she’ll never forget. Let Fluttershy have the cum—not that this step was completely necessary, but it was much sexier than simply wasting it; plus, we knew damn well that the shy girl would absolutely love doing something as naughty as this, and if there was one thing I cared about, it was giving my girlfriend lots of something that she loves.

“How d’you feel?” I asked Sunset. “Ready for more?”

“Damn fucking straight, I am,” she replied as she sat up and shifted closer to the foot of the bed. “We should probably clean you up a bit though; don’t want any leftovers ruining our fun, do we?”

“Good call, Sunny,” I said as I crawled toward the headboard to lie down next to Fluttershy. Drawing a breath, I watched the red-head crawl over me, letting her hair sweep across my skin as she leaned down and take my length in her mouth, sucking the juices from it. I was still somewhat sensitive, and had actually began to soften ever-so-slightly, but the feel of Sunset’s lips wrapped around my head was reinvigorating, and the firmness returned swiftly, ready to be buried in that hot canal yet again.

“Mmmm,” Sunset hummed as she let her lips slide away; she grasped the base of the shaft and squeezed gently, pulling her hand upward to squeeze a small, white pearl from the tip, which she vanquished with a simple flick of her tongue.

After giving one final, tantalizing lick to the underside of the shaft, starting at the base and moving all the way to the frenulum, the tickle of that fiery hair in concert with her tongue migrated upward, travelling over my stomach and then my chest. She crawled over me, her breasts brushing my skin along the way before she let her abdomen settle on top of mine, her warmth pressed against me as she leaned in for a kiss.

“What now?” I asked, placing my hands on her hips.

“Hmm…” She tapped her bottom lip with her index finger, eyes shifting upward as an innocent, but mischievous smirk appeared on her face.

After a quick glance down between us and finding the view blocked by her dangling bust, I gave the red-head a smirk and slid my hands behind her to squeeze that firm derrière, her breasts mashing against my chest as I pulled her in to connect our lips once more.

Sunset sat upright when kiss was broken, and she looked down to find my erection protruding from between her legs. She reached down to wrap her hand around it, biting her lip as she stroked the head, slowly and firmly, kicking off the next round of pleasure with a bit of manual teasing. Leaning forward slightly, she placed her hand on my chest and licked her lips, watching me; it was at tad strange to watch, Sunset looking like she was jerking herself off because of where my length was positioned, but it was ultimately short-lived as the urge to be penetrated overtook her and she released it to come down to meet me.

She planted a kiss on my prickly chin, echoed by a row of smooches across my cheek as her hips began to thrust downward; her thighs straddled mine as she gyrated and slithered, grinding her smooth, slick mound against me, pinning my length between us.

Sunset quivered and panted against my neck, following that with a flick to my earlobe with her tongue. “Ready?” she asked, her lips brushing my ear when she spoke.

“Always, Sunny.”

A short exhale blew against my throat, and she raised herself just enough to bring us face-to-face; her hair surrounded us, tickling my cheeks as she reached down to grasp my length, aiming it into the tight warmth between her legs. She pushed backwards next, impaling herself on that slippery mast, her breasts rolling down my chest while pulling upward on hers, creating wonderful cleavage for me to behold as I felt her heat envelope me down below.

Sunset’s eyes drifted shut when she’d sunk to the bottom. “Mmm, yeah…” Her mouth came down to meet mine, her tongue slipping its way past my defenses to fill my taste buds with the sins she’d already committed that night.

Her hips swung rhythmically, working me in and out. This didn’t last long, however; Sunset soon broke the kiss and sat up rather abruptly, letting her weight come to rest on my hips to drive me even farther into her. “Wow,” she gasped as she threw her head back with delight, bringing both hands up to run her fingers through her hair.

Having her arms raised perked her breasts up, tempting me to reach for them. I raised my arms to touch her, but rather than go directly for her bust, I laid my palms over her collarbones and then let them slowly move south. My fingertips danced over her delicate features, conforming to the roundness of her breasts as I made my way down; her nipples traced a line up my palms and then between my fingers before they continued down to her waist, matching the movement of her body as it slithered seductively and relentlessly, churning up a storm of lust and pleasure, her breaths deep and rapid, her noises rising in pitch.

My hands found homes on her hips and I closed my eyes, feeling her movements rather than seeing them, her clit grinding against my lap as her depths stroked my length right down to the base, each gyration gaining speed and intensity as her excitement rose in synch with it.

Before long, her breaths had become ragged and shallow. Her frame stiffened, delivering thrusts that were more like quick jerks; soon, she would be there yet again, and her body would be like melted butter within the next minute or two.

Then, an order slipped from her mouth between breaths:

“Grab my tits!”

I opened my eyes and looked up at her, but her patience had gone before I could do any more.

She took her fingers from her hair, reached down to grab my wrists and yanked my arms up to place my hands on her breasts.

“Squeeze my tits, I’m gonna cum!”

Just as my fingers hinged inwards, their tips sinking into those soft orbs, her interior clamped down quite firmly and she threw her head back to release a throaty howl of delight, followed by a gush of clear moisture that wetted my abdomen and then ran down my hips to soak the bedspread.

She gripped my forearms tightly, leaning against them for leverage as she bore down on me, her face contorted with ecstasy as the orgasm ravaged her body.

Then, as quickly as it came, it was gone. She went loose and leaned on my chest with her hands, pausing for a moment to enjoy the aftermath. Looking up at her, I could see those turquoise eyes gazing through that broken curtain of red locks as it pulsed forward, impacted by her breaths as they fired rhythmically from her lips.

“Damn…” I said, returning my hands to her thighs.

Sunset drew a deep breath and then released it, following with an incredulous shake of her head. “I… fucking love this cock.”

“You got some more left in you?”

She nodded slowly. “Lots.”

Lying next to us, Fluttershy watched as the red-head straightened up and resumed that wonderful gyrating: body slithering, back arching, hair swinging.

The shy girl drew a deep breath and hugged her knees against her bust, feeling the cool air nip at the moisture on her exposed slit, while deep inside her sat the generous reservoir of her lover’s seed.

She was acutely aware of it; its volume, sitting heavily in the pit of her loins, its heat permeating her insides. Over and over, her mind replayed how it was put there: pumped in by the man she loved, after it’d been coaxed to the surface by her friend’s beautiful, tasty flesh.

She wondered when he would be back to give her some more.

This thought prompted her attention back to Sunset. She was the key. It was she who was tasked with bringing the next load forth, to fuck him free of it, to ride it all the way home—most of the way home, that is.

Then, Fluttershy could have the next serving. She wondered what it would be like, to be injected with a second dose, what it would feel like having her depths filled to the brim.

Her nethers throbbed at the very thought of it. She watched the red-head thrust those strong hips again and again, making the entire bed move and creak noisily. She watched his hands grip those beautiful breasts, kneading them firmly as she rode him without mercy, sitting straight up on his hips, impaled on that wonderful mast.

Fluttershy tried to picture it inside of Sunset. How far up did it go? Hard to guess from the sidelines, really, but she knew from experience that it certainly felt like a long way, having been perched on that thing many times herself.

In fact, she could feel a craving to go for a ride coming on right then…

No! That wasn’t her job tonight. Sunset had that covered—boy, did she have it covered!

Fluttershy’s job was simple: be the dumpster. Take the loads so Sunset could maintain that hunger, to split her body in two with that incredible, magical pleasure, all night long. This was an easy thing for the shy girl to do, especially if it made her friend happy. She certainly looked happy at the moment—and she sounded happy, too.

Fluttershy snapped out of it when she realised what was happening. Oh! She’s cumming again. Good for her. She let out a content sigh, wondering how long it would be before he would cum again.

Oh, how she wanted to shove Sunset’s rubbery frame off of him and jump his bone… but she couldn’t. She would spill all that precious cum! Then she wouldn’t know the feeling of having two —or maybe even more— full servings of it, all mixed together inside her.

This didn’t necessarily mean that Fluttershy was forced to go without any pleasure, however. After all, she had ten talented fingers at her disposal, so why not put them to use while she watched her friend fuck her boyfriend over the edge?

With a soft inhale, Fluttershy bit her lip and moved one arm downward, letting the other hold her legs in place. That delicate hand slid down the back of her thigh —tickling slightly as it went— until she reached the base of her derrière; reaching inward, she let two curious digits slip between those slick layers, her fingertips warming as they stroked her hood, which immediately sent a shockwave of sensation coursing through her slender frame.

The last thing she saw before she closed her eyes was Sunset lying forward, her breasts mashed against her lover’s chest as she bit his earlobe, her hips going a mile a minute. That final snapshot remained in the shy girl’s mind, kept in motion by the constant feed of panting and moans drifting into her ears.

One finger slipped deeper yet, venturing under her delicate hood in search of that sensitive little bud. She found it quickly, and the tiniest poke triggered a jolt of pleasure that struck her like a lightning bolt, her body showing its appreciation with a sharp jerk. She traced a series of quick circles around it next, just close enough to stimulate it, but not so much as to be overbearing.

The temptation to slip her fingers inside nipped at her willpower, but she resisted. She couldn’t disturb his gift. It needed to stay put so it could be added to. It was precious to her; she had to protect it.

There was no need to go inside anyway. After teasing her clit directly for a moment or two, Fluttershy withdrew and pressed three fingers to the outer layer of her hood, stroking rapid, firm circles to draw endless ripples of warm, electrifying sensation from within. Between the sound of Sunset’s cries, the thick heat nested deep inside her body, and the wonder of her talented fingers, Fluttershy found it easy to stroke an orgasm free of her body like a demon at an exorcism, causing her to throw her head back and let loose a comically soft coo.

Her fingers slowed to a steady rhythm, keeping her afloat in that ocean of bliss; her interior pulsed around the hot load within, making her worry slightly that some of it might squeeze out and end up running down into her backside.

Once the climax subsided, Fluttershy reached past her slit to check for any spilled cum. After a few gentle probes with her middle finger, she was satisfied that it had stayed inside and all was well, so she rested her hand across her thighs and glanced over at Sunset—who was still lying forward, hiding both of their faces with her hair as she ground her entire body against his, apparently in the midst of yet another peak.

Hmm… Fluttershy looked straight ahead at her knees, sucking her bottom lip. Goldie might be a while yet… With a deep breath, she lifted her hand and rubbed her fingertips together, feeling the smooth slickness that coated them. It did feel pretty nice to touch herself like this; having that forbidden treasure inside her was exciting. It added an extra measure of heat to her already aroused body.

She had some time to spare, what could it hurt to go for another?

By this time, I had lost count of how many times that red-headed animal had climaxed, but I was sure as hell aware of how much bodily fluid she’d shed. My abdomen, hips, and her inner thighs were like a Slip n’ Slide, and my lips and cheeks were smeared with saliva after she’d missed my mouth while coming in for a kiss so many times.

Unexpectedly, Sunset sprang upright again and threw her head back, whipping her hair over her shoulders before reaching for my hands to hold onto them.

Our fingers laced together as she pushed forward against my arms, using them to lean on so she could grind herself into my lap, stirring her insides into a tingling frenzy, my manhood extended straight up inside her.

Admittedly, it wasn’t until after her first orgasm that I could feel the pleasure return —the basic consequence of jumping right back into it after shooting one’s load— but by now, it was well on its way back, making a steady ascent to the top. Not surprising, really; who could possibly hold it in when they’re being ridden so hard by a howling, squirting, fiery-haired vixen like Sunset Shimmer?

Her breasts swayed rhythmically as she ground her nethers into oblivion; my eyelids drifted downwards as I breathed heavily, concentrating on that tingle as it loaded itself into my rapidly-swelling mast, preparing to detonate straight up inside her.

But, at the same time, I couldn’t forget Fluttershy. Oddly enough, as I thought of this, a soft cry sounded from the far side of the bed, reminding me to save the fireworks for her.

I squeezed one of Sunset’s hands to get her attention. “Sunny… gettin close.”

She bit her lip and continued fucking, eyes shut firmly.

A sudden twitch. I was close.

“Sunny… you gotta get off soon.”

“Hnnngh!” She tightened her eyelids and pushed harder against my hands. “Almost… j-just let me cum once more!”

A hard exhale. “I… Sunny, I don’t think I can…” —my head tipped back into the pillow, trying to resist the rapid stiffening in my nethers— “ooooh god, I… I’m not gonna make it; you gotta get off!”

“Just a little… almost there!” she cried, her brows furrowed as she thrust her hips harder and harder, driving me impossibly close to the end.

I was too close; she needed to get off immediately.

“You have to get off, Sunny, I can’t—“

“N-nn-n-nh!” she gasped, “SO close!”

No more time.

“Dammit…” I grunted, feeling the heat rushing towards the tip of my length. In a panic, I grabbed Sunset by the hips and launched her upward.

She yelped in surprise, her limbs flailing as she stopped just short of the ceiling before beginning her descent to the floor.

I was already on my knees by then, holding my swollen manhood with one hand in hopes that I would make it to my girlfriend in time. “HolycrapFluttersIneedyou!”

“Oh! I’m here, big boy, come get it!”

Fluttershy separated her thighs as I positioned myself before her, keeping one arm—

THUMP!

—hooked behind each knee. Unfortunately, I didn’t quite make it; the first shot fired just as I positioned myself at her entrance, splattering one lip and part of her inner thigh with a thick, white rope before I shoved myself deep into her hot, sloppy depths.

Originally, I had intended to go a bit shallower this time so as not to disturb the first load—which I had planted as deep as I could for that very reason. This is not how things worked out, however; being brought so close to release by that wild-assed red-head left me frantic and in a bit of a rush, so instead of only going partway like I had planned, I slammed my entire length inside the shy girl.

It slipped into her like a dipstick into an engine, poking into that thick pool in the pit of her depths, its viscous warmth coating my head as it throbbed and fired a fresh batch of cum directly into the first, filling the shy girl’s canal another portion of the way up with that liquid heat.

Once I’d realised my mistake, I withdrew partway and looked down between her legs to inspect for any cream that might have squeezed past that throbbing shaft. The damage wasn’t as bad as I feared; a single bead of white was slowly making its way towards her derrière.

“W-w-w-wow…” She shy girl’s eyes were wide, her mouth agape as that thick, warm mass mixed together inside her, pulse-by-pulse.

I locked eyes with her, and after a moment of awed gazing, her lips curled upward and she let out an incredulous chortle. “Oh my, Goldie,” she giggled, licking her lip. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this full before!”

I swallowed and then released a breath. “What’s it feel like?”

“It’s… really warm. And heavy.”

A short snicker, and then I looked down at her again, noticing some of it seeping from between her folds. I placed a hand on her thigh and withdrew, then I used my finger to sweep the stream that was making a run for her ass back into her crease.

“Oh... did some leak out?”

I nodded. “Yeah, a little.”

Fluttershy tilted her head to the side, but was unable to see past her thighs. Then she looked up at me. “Did you get it?”

“Yeah, you’re good,” I replied, glancing at the side of her crease that’d been fired upon, still soaked in a white coating. Then I turned to look at the edge of the bed; Sunset had crawled back from wherever she landed and was now resting her chin on the mattress, her arms sprawled across the blanket.

I pointed a finger at her. “You!”

Her eyes rose to meet mine, brows furrowed. “Me what?”

“I told you to get off. You almost ruined it.”

Sunset closed her eyes and shrugged.

I returned the shrug, bemused. “What, that’s it? Just:” I shrugged again, imitating her.

“Yup.” She sat up and folded her arms on the edge of the bed. “You ready for more or what?”

I stared vacantly at the red-head for a moment. Then I shrugged. “Sure. You gotta clean me up first, though.”

“Gotcha.” Sunset proceeded to crawl onto the bed to take my rapidly deflating manhood in her mouth. She managed to bring the firmness back with little trouble, causing me to shiver when her lips massaged that sensitive head, after which she used her tongue to lick the juicy, white ring from farther down the shaft, where Fluttershy’s folds had left the telltale mark showing how deep I was when I shot that second load into her.

With a lick of her lips, Sunset stood on her knees and wiped her mouth. “I’d say you’re ready,” she said, watching me stand at attention, bouncing along with my pulse. “How’re we doin it this time?”

I raised a finger and swirled it around in the air. “Turn around; get on your hand and knees.”

“Ooh, me like.” Sunset put her thumb in her mouth and gave me a wink. Then she turned away, smirking.

She did as ordered and crawled over to the pillow, pointing her backside into the air as she lowered herself to her elbows, her nipples grazing the bedspread as she waited to be taken for round three.

Oh, was she gonna get it. Maybe next time she’ll listen when I tell her to get off.

I approached her from the rear, kneeling between her calves as I slipped my length between the pair of soaking-wet lips nestled between her thighs—with a sideways glance at Fluttershy to give her a heads-up.

“Aahhh…” Sunset sighed, her body shivering with anticipation. “Fuck, I wonder how much more of this I ca—“

I shoved straight into her without warning, her ass slapping noisily against my hips when I hilted.

“AAAAH! HOLY SHIT!”

With a firm grip on her hips, I held her against me, forcing her insides to accommodate my presence. Admittedly, I was still a touch sensitive from the orgasm, but following that would be a plateau of dullness, a desensitized state from which there was only one escape:

Pound the holy hell out of Sunset Shimmer’s pussy.

“Ohh… I’m in for it now, aren’t I?” she asked as she turned to face Fluttershy, who was looking back and nodding slowly with a mischievous grin on her face.

So it began. I started out slow, to give the aftermath some time to taper off. Then, it was off to the races.

I held Sunset by the waist and hammered my hips against that ass without mercy, relentless and unforgiving. Sunset buried her face in the pillow and screamed, her voice muffled by the fabric as it rang forth perpetually. She simply could not stop it, not with all of this pleasure pouring into her by the gallon.

Even when her orgasms came, I refused to let up—and to be honest, I kind of liked how she trembled when her loins exploded. It rocked her entire body, making her nearly catatonic at the height of each climax.

Eventually, the time came for a change. An orgasm had just passed, leaving Sunset in a state of breathlessness, so I took the opportunity to reach forward and grab her arms, just below the shoulders. I pulled her upright so her back was touching my chest, and then I shoved her forward against the headboard.

With one hand between her shoulder blades, I held her against the wall while I used the other to tilt her hips back, aiming her backside at me. Then I placed my erection below her cheeks to search for her entrance, and I slipped back inside her.

I took her by the wrists next, yanked her arms upwards and pinned them against the wall, above her head. She pressed her cheek against the flat, painted surface, huffing and moaning as I drilled her some more, spanking that golden booty with my hips at the apex of each thrust; she trembled, gushed and quivered each time she came, her breasts pushed flat, nipples throbbing against the cold wall.

The next climax drew a squirt that hit the headboard and ran down to soak the pillow. Her voice was shrill, unable to control its pitch as that girth pushed its way into her quivering depths, again and again and again.

Once that one had died down, I withdrew and backed away for a moment; Sunset’s hands found the top of the headboard to steady herself. She rested her forehead against the wall and paused, panting like she’d just run a three day marathon.

I didn’t give her much respite though; I reached around her and placed a hand on her chest, then I tossed her backwards onto the mattress.

She landed on her back with her head near the foot of the bed. I was upon her before she knew what’d happened and my length was back inside her, ready to continue ravaging her into a frazzled mess.

One thrust after another, again and again; at last the sensation was beginning to build in me once more, a testament to how enjoyable this woman was—inside and out. Her hands moved about, sometimes grabbing the back of my head or neck, then they’d come down and take handfuls of the bed spread to squeeze them, then she would reach up to pull her hair, eyes shut, teeth gritted.

Little did either of us know, the constant jack-hammering had inched Sunset closer and closer to the edge—and for once, not of a climax. Eventually, her shoulders were hanging over the end of the mattress; but I was making the slow ascent to the top, giving her full-length, rapid thrusts to coax the stubborn orgasm out, not noticing how close she was to falling.

Sunset gasped when her felt herself begin to slip; her eyes popped open and she reached up to grab my shoulders to stop herself. Unfortunately, I was leaning too far into it when her weight unexpectedly hung itself from me. I lost my balance, and both Sunset and I toppled over the edge to the floor, where we landed with a heavy thump.

She yelped when I landed on top of her, ramming face-first into the underside of her left breast. “Nnguh!” I grunted as I picked myself up and leaned over her, supported by my arms. “Jeez! Sorry about th—“

“WHERE’S YOUR COCK!?”

“Wha?“

“Put it back in; keep fucking me!” she barked, pulling me down by the back of the head for a kiss.

Quickly, I adjusted my position and brought myself up to her height so I could slide my length back into that intense heat, ready to continue on the path to that final release.

“Yyyeah,” she growled, keeping her hand on the back of my neck to hold our foreheads together while I fucked her right there on the floor, at the foot of Fluttershy’s bed. “Are you gonna cum again? Hey? Is my pussy that fucking good?”

“You know it is, Sunny.”

“Yeah? Is it gonna get you off so you can go give your girlfriend another big fucking load?”

“Yeahhh…”

“Ohhhh! Fuck, she’s gonna be SO full! I can’t wait to see it!”

By this time, Sunset’s velvety grip and sultry words had brought me close. Extremely close. Stiff as a board and swelling rapidly, I stabbed those sloppy folds a dozen or so times more, until I could feel that familiar pressure rise to the tip, followed closely by the fluid that would ultimately burst forth.

Sunset’s eyes widened with excitement. “Ohh! You’re almost there, I can feel it!” she gasped. “Go!... GO! Fill her up!”

The climax was upon me. Quickly, I withdrew from Sunset and leapt onto the bed, where Fluttershy was waiting with baited breath. As I approached her, I could see a little white pearl sitting in the base of that decorative, pink groove. It was right there; I wouldn’t be able to go very deep.

There was no time to think about it, however; I jammed my knob between those lips just as the shaft began to throb visibly, sending yet another load of hot, liquid mayhem into the shy girl, filling up what little space she had left.

“Oh... yes! More!” the shy girl gasped, teal eyes wide.

Only the tip had been inserted, the ridge just barely cloaked by her folds as the shaft jerked and pumped, bridging the gap between our laps as my juices passed rapidly from me to her. Each spasm was followed closely by a white gush that pushed out around the shaft and ran down her backside, filling her crack with that slippery warmth.

Fluttershy was out of vacancy; she was literally overflowing with cum.

“Fuck yyyeeaah….” Sunset’s voice came from the edge of the bed, having sat up to lean on the corner of the mattress as she watched.

I gave the red-head a short glance as the orgasm subsided, after which I slipped my already-limp manhood from Fluttershy. Then I flopped down across the foot of the bed, completely spent, but wholly satisfied.

“Um… how does it look?” Fluttershy asked timidly, with a glance at the red-head.

Sunset shook her head, slowly. “You’re a goddamn mess, Flutters. It looks amazing.” Then she picked her head up to rest it on the heel of her hand. “What’s it feel like?”

“Um…” Fluttershy giggled. “I feel really full, like… if I wiggled my bum, it’ll… like, slosh around in there.” Still hugging her knees to her chest, the shy girl shook her derrière a tiny bit, but the muscle use caused some of the load to squeeze out, and river of it gushed down between her cheeks, covering that other hole in a translucent, white glaze.

“Uh… you probably shouldn’t do that,” Sunset warned. “It’s going into your ass.”

Fluttershy giggled. “It’s OK. There’s lots more where that came from.”

Sunset chortled softly and then turned to me.

I shifted my eyes onto her. “How are you? You had enough yet?”

She closed her eyes and nodded. “Yeah, pretty soon, I think. Just let me know when you’re ready and we’ll jam one more out so you can dump one in me to turn this magic off.”

My jaw dropped. “You kiddin me?”

Her eyes popped open again. “What?”

“Sunny… my dick is like a piece of driftwood right now.”

“What?! I need some too; I can’t stay like this!”

“I dunno what to tell you,” I replied with a shrug. “I’m fuckin out.”

“What the fuck; that sucks, dude! I have to work tomorrow, and I just took a whole week off, so it’s not like I can just call in ‘horny.’”

“Won’t it go away on its own once you leave?”

“Man, fuck that! That’ll take forever!”

“Um… Sunset?” Fluttershy interjected softly, drawing the red-head’s attention. She raised a finger and coaxed her friend over.

Sunset crawled onto the bed, breasts swinging beneath her as she made her way over to the shy girl.

“Here,” Fluttershy whispered, placing a gentle finger on Sunset’s jaw to bring her close so she could whisper in her ear.

I watched the red-head’s face as she listened, studying that head of frazzled, fiery hair as her eyes began to widen, and she pulled back suddenly to look at her friend.

“Are you serious?”

Fluttershy nodded.

Sunset paused for a moment. Then she sighed. “Alright. I guess it’ll have to do,” she said as she crawled to the far edge of the bed, nudging me with her foot as she went. “No thanks to this big wuss.”

“Hey, I shot four loads tonight. Sue me.”

Sunset had left the bed by then and was kneeling on the floor, next to where Fluttershy was lying. She reached out and grasped the shy girl’s hips to help her shift sideways until her backside faced the edge of the bed, where Sunset was kneeling.

After clearing her hair from her face, Sunset leaned in and dipped her tongue into Fluttershy’s crease, pressing her lips tight to seal it off as the shy girl let her legs swing down and sat upright, letting the contents of her vagina dump into her friend’s mouth.

“Ooh! That feels weird,” Fluttershy giggled as the thick syrup left her body.

Sunset was overwhelmed rather quickly; it came faster than expected, and she instinctively swallowed a small portion of it while some of it gushed from the corner of her mouth, causing a white bead to run down her cheek to her throat.

Once the flow seemed to stop, Sunset closed her mouth and stood before Fluttershy, who remained seated on the bed and tilted her head back, ready for the next part of the transfer. She leaned in to connect their lips and then opened her mouth, letting the cum run into Fluttershy’s mouth. They let their tongues play together as the goo was passed along, swirling and stirring it up as its pungent flavour filled their taste buds.

Sunset then broke the kiss when her mouth was empty. She sat next to Fluttershy and laid back, lifting her knees and holding them apart as the shy girl turned over and pressed her lips against the red-head’s vulva.

The shy girl poked her tongue through her own lips and plunged it into Sunset, using it as a trough to let the load drain into the red-head’s depths, ready at last to do its job of subduing her magic for the night. After pushing the last little bit along with her tongue, Fluttershy gave Sunset’s hood one last flick with her cum-soaked tongue, then she crawled onto the bed and flopped down next to her.

The three of us laid in silence for several minutes, staring at the ceiling as we wondered what part of hell we would be sent to for the things we’d just done—if we ever managed to find a way to die, that is.

Finally, I turned my head to face Sunset, who was lying right next to me, with Fluttershy on the far side. “That was, uh… pretty gross, you guys.”

Sunset snorted. “You want a kiss?”

“Kiss Flutters.”

Fluttershy giggled, and then turned on her side to face me and the red-head. “Why don’t we both kiss her, Goldie?”

I looked at Sunset, watching her stare hesitantly at the ceiling. With a smirk, I rolled closer, prompting Fluttershy to follow suit, and we both planted a kiss on each of Sunset’s cheeks—and, lucky for me, the shy girl got the cheek with the cum streak on it. The red-head shrugged and let out a giggle, one that was much more girlish than you would normally expect to hear from such a tough-looking chick.

The shy girl and I laid back with Sunset between us, who was now gazing at the ceiling with cheeks as red as her hair.

“How do you feel, Sunny?” I asked after glancing down at her nipple, noticing it was still hard as a rock.

She stared upward for another moment, blinking periodically. Then she faced me. “Pretty good. It’s starting to kick in already.”

“That’s good.”

A few moments passed, at which point something crossed my mind, and I chuckled to myself out loud.

“What?” Sunset asked.

I shook my head. “Nothing. I’ll tell you later.”

Sunset watched me for a moment. Then she sighed and faced the ceiling again, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

Wow. She just watched me bust inside Flutters three times, and never once did she remember to go into my mind during ANY of them.