Knock-knock-knock.

Twilight rushed to the door, clad in her panties, stockings, and what looked to be a pony version of a corset. She was hoping to see her man had returned, and sure enough, there he was.

"Peter! It's about time you got back. Was everything okay with Big Mac? I had a talk with Luna and was clued in on some surprising things."

Well, if she was saying it like that, it sounded like she knew Kelly’s secret but the others in the room didn't. He'd have to answer discreetly.

"Yeah. Poor guy was willing to go to the moon and back for her, but I think all he needed was a pep-talk."

That was just what Twilight wanted to hear, even if coded. Now there was nothing getting the way of her plans for the rest of the night. But first, she had to show her appreciation. That was going to start with a great big hug.

“Oh, Peter. I can’t believe what an amazing stallion you are. What you’re doing for all of us is more than we could have asked for.”

Was he really helping? It was so hard to find the harm in helping Big Mac with his new love affair. Kelly certainly needed both Big Mac and Luna in her life. Even Luna had been so helpful and accepting of them, as well as great company. He would do anything for Kelly, regardless. At the same time, he owed her two lovers for the safety and well being of his friends.

All in all, they were grown adults in charge of their own destinies who just needed some guidance and each other’s comfort. So, yeah, he was helping them. He could be proud of what he did.

“Don’t give me too much credit. Helping others is what I do.”

Dropping back to all fours, Twilight looked back and motioned for Top Shelf to join them.

“Peter, is it okay if you and I step out with Top Shelf for a moment? It should only take a moment.”

Silently obliging, Sniff opened the door and let Twilight lead them out, with Ovens quickly trotting out to catch up. There didn’t seem to be much of a hurry or any pending urgency from what he could tell. She only took them over to a room across the hall.

Once they were all in, and Sniff shut the door, Twilight got started in a particularly optimistic tone.

“This isn’t anything major. Top Shelf just wanted to ask you something without the other mares adding their influence.”

Seeing a touch of stage fright in her friend, Ovens gave Top Shelf a gentle nudge and a supportive smile.

“He’s not gonna bite you, Topsy. And I’ve already agreed to join in if you want.”

Finally gathering the courage to speak on her own, Top Shelf stepped forward.

“No. That’s fine… but maybe.” She looked up to Sniff, looking adorably bashful. “Peter… There are so many new and promising things I’ve been seeing with the other girls since you showed up. A lot more that I’ve been hearing, too. But what I really want is a night-or just a date, with you, before anything else.”

She turned away slightly, showing another level of shyness neither of them had expected, but she was speaking from the heart.

“We were all told we could take away from this as little or as much as we wanted. And at first, I was apprehensive about the idea of dating a stallion that was already involved with another mare. But now I see that I didn’t have any clue of what to look for in a relationship."

She turned her eyes up, still bashful, but more confident this time.

"So, when you go to Canterlot, I’m going to make a trip out there to purchase some more supplies for the bar I can only find in their markets. While I’m there, I plan on staying the night with Oven’s parents. Catch up with them and all that… But before that… would you go on a date with just me?”

That was a surprisingly simple request, and one Sniff was happy to accept.

“Topsy, I would be honored to escort you out for an evening.”

Thrilled to near giddiness, Top Shelf could barely contain her anticipation.

“Oh, my gosh. Thank you, Peter. And I’ve already talked to Twilight and Ovens. If the date goes really well, Twilight has a place we can stay. I’d like my first time with you to be just the two of us, starting slow. After that, I think I might be interested to see what being with a mare can be like. With you there, of course.”

Well… that escalated quickly. At the same time, working one on one made it easier for him to control the conditions. Plus, he had a feeling he should really just be getting used to things going in this direction. Best to go with the flow as they say.

“Hmm… I like the sound of that. You got yourself a date.”

While Ovens was exceptionally happy for her friend, she knew Top Shelf was holding back. It was cute but also funny enough to make her roll her eyes with a smirk, knowing she still needed to help the bar mare out.

“And before she goes home tonight, suddenly shy, Topsy would like another example of what to look forward to.”

Top Shelf squeaked and blushed brightly, having been called out so bluntly. Thankfully, it was well-received by Sniff, who suddenly remembered how horny he was.

Seeing how this room was otherwise unoccupied, he started to walk over to a bed in the center of the room.

"Nothing too crazy, Topsy. Just a little bit more than last time. Okay?"

Now really excited for her friend, Ovens reared her hoof back and swatted Topsy on the ass to get her moving.

"Get over there, ya dunce."

With a sharp yelp, Topsy sped her way to the bed, where Sniff helped her up and laid her down comfortably, looking her comfortingly in her eyes.

It was so much easier to work with them when they were on their backs.

Wait… was that sexist?

"How about we start with another kiss?" Sniff softly asked, almost leaning over the mare.

Too scared to make the first move, Topsy held up her hooves over her chest, smiling, but with her lips trembling, she nodded yes.

Twilight stepped out with Ovens. Sniff let Topsy out before him, then shut the door, looking forward to a night with the bar mare.

"Just let me know ahead of time when you're free. We're still going to have Swifty with us most of the time, but she won't try to interrupt us."

Topsy, wearing a bit of a drunken smile, and not from the alcohol, reared up and started to kiss Sniff again. Her bashfulness apparently having been dry-humped away.

"I'll send a letter out ahead of time, but I'll be dreaming of you until then."

Knowing she'd skip the dating portion if she stayed any longer, she dropped down and quickly started off for the stairs. Then, with a little extra sway in her step and her tail intentionally lifted for Sniff to see, she bid them farewell.

"You all have fun. Good night."

The three returned the farewell, leaving the two mares anxious to get back to the room and taking in the strong scent of clovers. Now alone, despite the promising prospects for Topsy, Ovens was just the tiniest bit disappointed in Sniff.

"Not even a finger?"

His focus returned, Sniff turned back to the room, laughing off the comment.

"Give her some time, Pop'n Fresh."

Once in the room, the rest of the girls all caught wind of Sniff’s obvious heightened arousal, whether they knew it or not.

Sniff though? He knew how wound up he was, and so long as he kept the girls in check, he'd be able to finish for them without abandoning control. Although he wrestled with the idea of stepping away with either Ovens or Twilight if he simply couldn't resist any longer. Surely they’d abide by his request that they allow him a limited number in the shower for safety reasons.

Before anything could get rolling, flying in the face of Mayor's right ear snapping back and tail twitching for all to see, Ovens had an announcement.

"Ladies, Top Shelf has a date with Peter in Canterlot. You all better start getting your ducks in a row before he's all booked up."

The girls all gave some playful laughs and cheers for their friend, but what they really wanted was very transparent. Thankfully, Twilight, ever the little organizer, could keep things manageable for Sniff.

"So, while you were away, us girls had some time to talk. And just like how Lyra has been welcomed in, we are also very happy to have Swift Sails join us. An extra reward for all the help she's given while watching over you."

Sitting near the foot of the bed, Swifty had been patiently waiting to give her practiced speach.

"Peter, you are such a special stallion. The way you help ponies and find the best in them is amazing. Seeing what you can do makes my job so rewarding, and I'd love to share your private time when we can while you're here."

This was certainly becoming a fair amount of unpack. If Sniff wasn't careful, he was going to let this all go to his head… and with Swifty there, that just reminded him of how much he missed getting head. That made him wonder where she really stood with all this.

"I'm just trying to help where I can. And you're all helping me more than I'm helping any of you… Are you wanting to date me now as well?"

That got her to blush. She hadn't even been presented with the offer of dating. Maybe hinted at, but now it was freely being extended to her, though part of it didn't sit right.

"While dating sounds wonderful, I'm already spending so much time with you. It wouldn't seem fair. I think I might be better suited to help fill in the gaps where the other girls can't. They’ll get busy sooner or later, and I'd be happy with just helping you more as a friend… Anything else we do would just be a bonus.”

That sounded like something he hadn’t been ready to consider. She was offering him something casual. No strings attached, friendship with benefits? Such a controversial idea, he had to know if this was going to be acceptable to the others.

“I can work with that if none of you mind.”

The rest of the mares looked around the room at each other, seemingly all of them looking to see if there was a reason to be asked in the first place.

After the silent consensus was established, Twilight opted to speak on behalf of the others.

“Peter, no pony is forced to commit to anything they’re not ready for. They’re allowed to take away and enjoy as much or as little as you're willing to share with them. If Swift Sails would like to focus on her duties of protecting you, then whatever you two decide to do together beyond that I at the very least am in full support of. Though I may check in every once in a while to see how things are going... You are still my responsibility, after all.”

Everyone seemed to be in nonverbal agreement, which meant Twilight could start making up for some lost time and missed opportunities. Hoping he was just as much in the mood as she and the rest of the girls were, she brushed up against Sniff’s side and nuzzled into his chest.

“Speaking of what you both decide to do together, I didn’t exactly own up to my responsibilities for you today. Everypony here has offered to help make up for that… but we’d like you to help us as much as you can as well.”

Softly rising up was a scent that reminded Sniff of what lay in wait for him. They wanted him. Many had been waiting all day to be with him like this while others were simply waiting for more. Now, after everything he’d done since waking up this morning, maybe he would relax his mental restraints a little.

“You spoil me, Twilight.”

Taking that as a challenge, Twilight reared up, getting face to face with Sniff.

"Not yet, but I'm working on it."

After saying that, she promptly pulled Sniff into a deep kiss.

As the pair tangled tongues, Twilight thought of how much closer she now was with the other ponies in town. The members of her herd all found something in common together with him, and now with her. Sniff had even helped solve a major friendship problem before the map had even called her or her friends into action. She really needed to start doing more to spoil her stallion, but that didn't mean she had to be selfish.

“Oof," she merrily huffed as she pulled back. "Even though I’ve had you twice to myself already today, I hope you can save a little something… special… for me, tonight.”

She could see he must have caught on, inspiring her with an idea that made her tingle inside. It might be a little devious, but when she thought about it, it still seemed to have everyone's best interests in mind.

“Because I have something special planned for you.”

Letting that seed grow in his mind, Twilight decided to drop down and switch his attention to their mutual Solar Guard.

“But that can wait. Tonight, we should help Swift Sails get used to helping you with your alone-time needs.” She turned to Swifty on the bed. “Would you be so kind as to help Peter out of his clothes?”

Swifty looked Sniff up and down, more than happy to help.

“It’s kind of strange not seeing you in clothes, but I think you look much better without them. Lift your arms for me.”

Twilight took a seat on the bed, pleased with Swifty’s enthusiasm, but her intention of having her strip him was to be done slowly. Instead, this mare was just as anxious to get him undressed as Ovens was her first time watching them introduce her to what real sex looked like, so she couldn’t really blame Swifty.

For Sniff, he was quickly getting used to the fast pace these mares operated on. Even still, he wasn’t going to come at her with anything more than the others got their first time… or second time. At the very least, he wanted her first experience to be thoroughly felt, not blindside her. Perhaps recreating Ovens first time was appropriate.

"First things, first. Is there anything you're not comfortable with? Keep in mind we're taking things slow."

Swifty hopped on the bed and laid next to him where he seemed to be expecting her. Being this close, she was ready for just about anything.

"I know we can't rut yet, but we can do anything you've already done with Twilight, Ovens, or Mayor Mare. I'd really like to do the first thing you did with Lyra on your bed. Then anything after that."

She was being pretty clear with her limits and acknowledged his. Things were off to a good start for him, so maybe he could change things up a bit.

"Well, first, how about we start with just some touching and kissing. Get a little more familiar with how we can feel each other. Just make sure you tell me if there's anything you don't like. I'll do the same."

Things started with Swifty letting him take the lead by reaching out and placing his hand on her cheek to bring them in for their first kiss. She reacted with a shutter and a sudden inhale through her nostrils but seemed to quickly recover, mimicking his action by bringing her hoof to his face.

After a few moments of simple kissing, he started to let his hand work down her neck, over her shoulder, then down her side. He could feel her body soften and relax, just like in the spa.

Suddenly, to his shock, she made the next move, parting her lips and forced her tongue out in search of his. It was a welcome surprise to see her take some initiative, but he noticed just how much more of a presence her tongue had compared to the others. Slightly thicker, much stronger, and noticeably longer. Any longer, and she could have reached his throat, and she wasn't even straining herself.

It was such a turn on, and he wanted to get her more into it. She needed to get more familiar with where he wanted her to use that thing when they go that far.

For now, he took her hoof in his hand.

Swifty gave no resistance to his manipulations, easily letting him place her frogs over his chest, rubbing it slowly down his to his abs, then tilt her hoof enough to feel over his cock.

He helped her to rub him a few times, and a slight uptick in her breathing let him know she enjoyed what she felt. She must have really enjoyed it because, without any guidance, she reached down with her other hoof to push his hand away so she could rub him with both.

Oh… she was a very fast learner. So, with her hooves occupied, he reached his hand lower and started to feel over her breast. Still no bigger than the others, but just as sensitive, enticing a moan from her.

The more he felt over her breast and gently pinched or tugged on her nipples, the more she would turn her lower half and spread her legs for him. The more access he had, the closer he would allow his hands to travel to her mound.

There was something about how smooth they were down there. From their breast to the underside of their tails. Like an expensive fur, but it was silky bare skin that matched their coats. The only part smoother were those luscious pouty lips and their inner pink flesh.

The gods of this world must have had a plan in mind to make them feel so pampered and touchable. Then again he was pretty sure their god was called Faust...or possibly Hasbro. One of those two, or maybe he didn’t remember what Chris had said all those days ago.

He ran his finger down her slit, feeling the first bit of dampness seeping out, along with a dull whine from the mare. Another stride up brought another whine, and she followed it up with a little more aggression from her tongue, doing things he never knew where possible. Curling and gripping around his and… good god was she ever gifted with that tongue of hers.

Wanting to see how much more she could surprise him with her oral skills, he encouraged her by easing his finger between her folds. Not penetrating deep, just breaching in shallow enough to stroke his finger from base to top, though she grew a little less active with her hooves.

She was really getting into it otherwise, her squeals and moans playing off of each other as he worked her over, though perhaps a bit too fast for her first time. He eased off from the pressure and slowed his pace, earning him a desperate whine from Swifty, pleading for him to go back to what he was doing before. Instead, he began to probe his finger down into her depths, which she thanked him for by returning more attention to his member in her hooves.

Those frogs of hers felt wonderful, but allowing her to continue like this would mean too soon of a release for him. So, he'd have to distract her out of it.

Actually, he'd change things up entirely by steadily burying his finger to the knuckle and rolling over to his back. He did so slowly enough for her to take notice, following him along until enough assistance with his free hand brought her on top of him.

It was a little awkward with his arm trapped under her, but as he began to stroke his finger in and out her tail lifted high. Her body was taking over, raising her hips to hump his hand while her inner walls tried to pull him in further.

Actually, this position was hell on his wrist, so he put more effort into helping her achieve her first orgasm. Hopefully, before his hand gave out.

With little extra focus, he strummed his finger within her and worked his palm over her clit until she released a deep throaty groan and dropped her body down on him. She was cumming hard, and her body fought to claim him within. Her legs quivered, coating his hand with her juices while he sucked on her tongue through her adorable moans.

He let her enjoy the spoils of being his private guard, enjoying the slower pace. Slowly, as her excitement died down, he felt her massaging his tongue with her own. He could feel her body winding down from the high and slowly relaxing.

When she finally came down, she withdrew from his lips to thank him.

"That… was… so much better… than… the spa."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, but how about we try what you wanted next?

Hearing this got Lyra excited. Even if she was only observing from the sidelines, she couldn’t keep quiet about it.

“Oh! You’re going to love it, Swifty. Can I go again after you?”

If Sniff was taking requests, Mayor Mare wasn’t about to be left out.

“Well, hold on now. You were with Peter last.”

Naturally, Ovens was about to protest for having more time with him, not having him to herself at all so far today, but was stopped by Twilight whispering something in her ear. Listening intently to the secret details, that left Sniff to rein the girls in as he moved his back against the headboard.

“Ladies, let’s be patient now. There’s no need-”

With a new plan in mind, Ovens spoke up to help the three newest mares and put her partner’s plan into action.

“Peter, how many of us can you take on at once? Some of the other mares were talking about what they’ve done, and how Chris managed to have three at once. Is that because he knows the most about ponies?”

Was that a legit question? No, the real question was how the fuck did Chris suddenly rack up a successful four-way? That seemed to fly in Sniff’s face as an insult to his standing as a professional… male slut? Woman pleaser?

… Pony seducer?

Whatever rational Sniff was looking for, Twilight didn’t want him to question himself for being subjectively outdone by his friend. Not without trying to tempt him at least.

“Peter, don’t you worry about that. This isn’t a competition or anything. Chris has had years to learn about us and probably has a better understanding of mare physiology to allow him to so easily pleasure three mares simultaneously. You're still learning, and I’m sure he’d offer you some help if you needed it.”

It was one thing for Sniff to be used throughout the day to please his mares. He was into that and enjoyed taking care of their sexual needs.

However, Chris lost his V-Card only a few days ago, and the idea of him outshining the man who won over such high-caliber mares, including the first princess, as he had, wasn’t going to let a brony-newbie outshine him.

Unaware of what was going on, Lyra wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass her by, but still added to the challenge of his ego.

“If three is too many, we can take it easy on you if you can only do two of us at once.“

It was then that Sniff realized that these mares gossip too much.

… but far be it from him to not give them something to brag about.

"I wanted to make this a bit more personable, but if you want to see what I can do with three of you at once, we can try that."

Stepping in to further Twilight’s plan, Ovens tapped Mayor on her backside.

"Twilight and I have already had more time with Peter than you three. We're also going to have more time in Canterlot, so go ahead and give yourself something to brag about to Starlight and the rest of those girls."

Returning to the long hallway of the royal quarters, Flash Sentry was giving his final rundown for the day, still wary of vexing his princess.

“We’ve called in an additional thirty reservists to alleviate the stress on the remaining Solar Guard. However, we still have a good relationship with Lieutenant Evening Aster and she agreed to coordinate the security for the delegate’s arrivals, though the additional guards we thought we needed will be provided by The Crystal Guard. They’re already en route by request of Princess Cadence.”

Remembering her earlier orders, Cadance had another issue on the back burner.

“That will ease some of my concerns, and I must commend you on how well you’ve taken to your new position. However, I hope I wouldn’t need to ask, but has there been any word regarding Iron Sparks?”

Hoping a strong front would save him from a lecture, Flash Sentry relayed the last update he received.

“No change, Princess. Though the new methods in his treatment could require days to yield any results. Also, I’ve taken a closer look into the initial reports and the updates from the medical team overseeing his treatment… These blood-related injuries… Are we certain the blood found on Iron Sparks was not his? The medical reports suggest that his injuries might have worsened after his arrival. And his right foreleg isn’t healing properly.”

Even while unconscious, the pony responsible for so many of Celestia’s problems was still complicating things. Although, if there was a blood-related issue, she sadly had only one specialist to request from.

“I will have it looked into, though I imagine it will not be easy to accomplish.”

The opinions on Iron Sparks amongst the ranks had steadily grown divisive, but that was something Flash would handle on his own.

“Understood, Princess. That is all I have for you tonight. However, I’ve been informed that all seven humans have been invited to tomorrow’s summit. Will there be any special instructions for the guard in reference to them?”

Celestia stopped dead in her tracks. If it wasn’t her own guard causing her grief, it was the humans. Come tomorrow, she’d be dealing with both, but she wanted as little interaction as needed between all parties, and spoke with a clear and stern tone to her captain.

“The humans are our honored guests. They are to be treated as such. Do not engage unless engaged first; nothing beyond traditional civilities. And if the whispers of support for Spear Head and his crippled subordinates are any indication of those in your rank-and-file holding a grudge against our guests, let them know a repeat of Spear Head’s failures will result in disciplinary action so severe that not even the human Cerberus would take pity and on them and not finish the job for me.”

Word hadn’t gotten far about the human who saved Onyx, but after Flash read the write-ups and recommendations instated by Luna in regards to his guard’s performance, he could only imagine what Celestia would have to do to have such a creature show pity towards a threat. Being how such recommendations required his review, he knew that Celestia was aware that he understood the threats those like Cerb and Benny presented if brought to anger; that it was a losing battle he wouldn’t win.

“Ye… Yes, Princess. I’ll inform the Guard that any interactions requiring intervention will be dealt with exclusively by their guardians or royalty.”

Giving her nod of approval, Celestia continued on towards her chambers alone.

“See that you do, and good night, Captain.”

The long day had been frighteningly boring, which had been unusually frustrating for Celestia. Leaving her busy with her thoughts had left her stressed and needing to relax in her bath to finish them. Plus, another Nutty-Buddy Bar was such a welcomed treat.

"How am I supposed to keep moving forward with these humans distracting everypony? At least Sniff has turned his attention to Oven Fresh… and Lyra? I certainly will have to get a briefing on that in her next report."

As she thought about the odd relationship being formed with Oven Fresh and her agent, she began to see the advantages.

"Oven Fresh is highly capable, just as her mother is… Perhaps even more so. If they were to become more serious… No… Even if she did keep Sniff focused on her and let Twilight get back on track to where she needs to be, it would still be cruel. Such a shame he had to be so handsome for such an odd and often crude creature."

She hated to admit it, really hated to admit it, but even if Sniff had been a bit of a jerk during their first meeting, his change in demeanor the following day was charming. Even how he toyed with Twilight was entertaining.

"I wonder what might have brought about the change in his behavior. Even if we did save Kelly’s life at the risk of our own, why would he look for love by… or what is he looking for if he's not actually committed to Oven Fresh? He can’t possibly know that Lyra is working for me… Could any of them possibly know about S.M.I.L.E? Chris knew about Sunset and the mirror… perhaps I should distance Agent Sweetie Drops just as a precaution... Agent Golden Mentha was wise to allow herself to be the one to get close to the humans.”

Things were looking good for Celestia and her plans to monitor these newcomers. Even still, there would be risks with keeping such a green agent with a target potentially in the epicenter of Equestria’s gravest dangers.

Thinking of these new challenges required more energy, and with a flash from her horn, her last remaining unopened bag of Nutty-Buddy Bars became two.

Duplication magic was a bit of a grey-area, legally speaking. She wasn’t selling them, nor depriving any baker of sales from their hard work… Not even Bon Bon could accurately recreate these things. And what in the wide world of Equestria were THBQ or mono- and diglycerides anyway?

These new treats were the most intriguing blend of soft sweets, crunch, peanut butter, chocolate, and wafer. And with treats like these, she couldn’t hold too much against the guests in Ponyville.

“Perhaps it may not be the humans themselves we have to be concerned about, but there is still so much danger surrounding them. I know Twilight and the others can take care of themselves, and if not, at least Cerberus and Benny have no qualms with protecting my ponies.”

Perhaps there was a need for Celestia to get more involved with these humans after all.

“Agent Golden Mentha could be a long term useful asset. With some additional training, she could easily replace Twilight’s need to watch over Sniff. Keep her focused on her tasks, and the rest will follow along with her. Then, when the time is right...”

Having relaxed enough and seeing a new path available, Celestia rose from her hot tub sized bathtub.

“Yes… It will only take so long until we all get what we want, then I’ll be free. And as soon as Twilight finds a way to send the humans away, it won’t be too hard to find Sunset Shimmer.”

As she stepped out to dry herself an unbridled hatred began to boil as her mind drifted to her previous student. The water from her bath seemingly turned to steam as she toweled herself dry. Though were any others to enter the room they’d notice the temperature in the room had increased dramatically.

“If that’s what she thinks an act of love looks like, I can’t wait until she sees my interpretation of an act of mercy.”

Later finding herself in her bed, her body had finally relaxed, but her mind had not. Sadly, unlike the beds for every other princess, hers was small in comparison. Much to the opposite, she saw her problems to be so much larger than theirs.

“Maybe one day I’ll ask Cadance how it feels to share a bed. Which other princesses could I ask?”

With a long sigh and an emptiness at her core, she gave solace to the fact it wasn’t only her in this bed.

“At least I still have you two.”

After a dim flash of light, her last remaining unopened bag of Nutty Buddy Bars became two bags.

Having switching positions more than once, Sniff was at a disadvantage on his back. And even though he wasn’t balls deep in any mare like Chris had been, he had been successful in living up to whatever his unapplied title was.

Mayor Mare was laying belly down her body, being rocked with rolling orgasms from Sniff fingering her from behind. His middle finger buried to the knuckle, flickering inside her thanks to Oven’s recommendation, with the added bonus of his thumb rubbing over and teasing her with further invasion under her tail.

Laying almost uncomfortably with her thighs on Sniff’s shoulders, her pussy in his face, and her chest against Lyra’s, Swifty was nearly blacking out from being eaten out. The only thing keeping her up was Lyra, her body still moving on it’s own, riding out one orgasm another over Sniff’s cock.

While her hips were moving on their own, her upper half was effectively hooked around Swifty’s. Had it not been for Sniff’s hand holding her, they both would have likely tipped over a while ago.

Even still, Lyra had done surprisingly better than expected, but even she found herself with only moans and heavy panting in lieu of words. Unlike Swifty who had reached her limit.

“Emn… too… much.”

If that was the case, Lyra wasn’t going to be able to do much more on her own.

“More… tomorrow?”

No longer able to go on, Twilight and Ovens anxiously lifted the two off Sniff with their magic and laid them down next to him to recover. That left Sniff to check up on the mayor.

“Are you holding up okay May-”

While Mayor Mare wasn’t out cold, she was what is normally referred to as “Drunk on dick.” Only without the dick, she simply had reached a peak so high, so often, or for too long, that she simply wasn’t mentally there anymore.

“Soooo nahiiiiice.”

Twilight chuckled at how cute the mayor was, but there was an agreement they had made.

"Okay, Mayor. It's off to bed for you."

Without further explanation, and a flash from her horn. Both Twilight and the mayor were gone. Thankfully, Ovens was quick to explain.

"Twilight and I talked about it, and all of us agreed that while we're not against sharing our beds while we're with you and having fun together unless it's an overnight date, whoever you're staying with that night should have the bed with you. Well, unless previously agreed upon by another, via invite."

Nearing the point of passing out, Lyra made it a little more clear, in a low dreamily exhausted tone.

"You were supposed to be with Twilight and Ovens tonight. My shared date was just for drinks. The three of us wanted to help you enjoy yourself tonight."

A half-asleep Swifty added a little more to it.

"We look forward to doing more, but we need to take it slow. Twilight and Ovens know what to do from here.” There was a twinkle in her eye as she smiled a little brighter. “Can I have a good night kiss? Even if we're not dating?"

That was utterly adorable and of course, Sniff couldn’t say no.

“Good night, good morning, and any time you want, Swifty.”

And with that, she wasn’t getting up. Really, she couldn’t get up any further than turning her head up slightly, though it was more than enough when Sniff leaned over to give her that good night kiss she wanted. It wasn’t deep or aggressive, but soft and appreciative.

“Can I get one of those?” Lyra playfully asked.

Looking at Lyra again, she had gotten him so close near the end. Part of him even hoped that another “accident” would have caused a slip. It was better that it didn’t happen, but he was looking forward to seeing how a little more one on one time with her would pan out.

“You girls are goofy,” he jested. “Of course.”

Not as timid as Swifty, Lyra was still motivated by lust by the way she licked his lips clean and explored his mouth. She would have continued on, had Twilight not returned with a bit of shock.

“Oh? Does Lyra need a little more time?”

A generous offer, that’s what was being implied, but Lyra didn’t have much left in her to keep her going and released Sniff.

“Mmm… no… I just wanted another sloppy kiss like that.”

As she allowed herself to lay in bed again, she placed a hoof on Swifty and pulled them together, Lyra’s chest to Swifty’s back.

“This might sound a bit foalish, but can Swifty and I share a bed tonight?” She asked, sounding a little more timid than before. “I… normally don’t sleep alone.”

Swifty mustered all her strength and rolled over to face Lyra, a sleepy smile on her glistening lips and a soft glow of affection in her eyes.

“I don’t mind. Sharing a bed certainly is better than sleeping alone.”

Twilight looked down at the two, not expecting such a request, nor how close the two were now holding each other.

“Well… if that’s the case, I’ll give you two Sniff’s bed for old times sake.”

In another flash of light, Twilight and the cuddling pair of mares were gone allowing Ovens to move in and get things started.

Over the mattress, each slow step and sway of her hips was meant to emphasize how much she was ready to have her time with her stallion. Her tail swishing side to side in jerky motions and ears twitching, despite her best attempts to control them.

“Well, you certainly raised the bar for what a mare can look forward to, but it's about time we help show you what to expect."

Flashing back into the bed, Twilight had a charmed expression about her.

"I think those are going to be getting a lot closer after tonight."

Standing behind Ovens, Twilight could see the new pair of panties Ovens was wearing had surpassed its capacity. Her prolonged arousal had been seeping through the fabric and already trailing down the back of her thighs.

Seeing Ovens current state made Twilight realize that even having Sniff more than once today, watching him with the others likely didn’t have her much farther behind. Not that it mattered. Sniff was all theirs now.

“Peter? Ovens and I would like a do-over of our first time together. While you both appreciated my help, I know now that I crossed some boundaries. Even if Ovens was wanting more, you weren’t, but I think I can do better this time.”

That day had gone farther than Sniff had intended, but couldn’t argue with how amazing it felt. So, as long as Twilight didn’t make the same mistake twice, and he trusted she wouldn’t, he was game and started scooting back against the headboard.

“I’m sorry that I’m taking things so slow… but after holding out on those three for the two of you, I could do that again.”

With their plan going off without a hitch, Ovens dropped her panties and turned to take her seat on Sniff’s lap, pulling her tail out of the way so Sniff could find his place without issue. He was so hard, his scent overpowering her own, nearly robbing her of the control she needed to push Sniff’s hand away.

“Peter, for this do-over, we’ll be taking care of you.”

A half-empty bottle of scotch without a label floated up to Sniff’s lips, Twilight’s aura glowing around it, prompting Ovens to gloat.

“Just because we’ll be taking care of ourselves as well.”

Sniff took his drink, letting the alcohol’s burn mellow in his mouth before swallowing only enough to keep his tongue well coated before Ovens took her sip and brought her hoof down to press the length of his shaft against her.

She moaned and swallowed hard, letting Sniff grace her lips with his. It had been such a long wait for him this whole day. Although the wait truly did make this experience all the more rewarding. Even tasting another mare on his lips had added a new element to making love with him.

Loving how Ovens had taken over pleasing him, he treated her body to as many gratifying caresses and gropes as he could. Her pussy rubbing around his shaft, coated thoroughly from now his fourth mare in a row this night, was brimming with the need to burst. Although he was curious as to what Twilight was going to do, and turning up an eye revealed her kicking off her panties and enjoying a drink from the bottle herself.

Damn did that corset look good on her. The whole being a pony thing didn’t matter to him in the slightest anymore. They were too human to allow their outward appearance to deter him from how attractive they were. Even as she finished her long sip and licked her lips, coating them with a shimmer of scotch and lust, he was ready for anything they wanted… accept for Ovens pulling her hoof away. She was doing so good.

Capping the bottle and dropping it off to her side, Twilight strolled up and lifted Ovens’s right rear leg and locked eyes with Sniff.

“I heard from a reliable source that two mares can enjoy this, but we think you’ll enjoy it too.”

Leaning over Ovens, and lowering herself over Sniff’s cock. She arched her back, pressing her marehood around his member, trapping it in a silky prison between hers and Ovens’s inner lips. She shuttered, releasing a breath of the flavorful alcohol with her first upward grind over her two lovers for the night.

“Oooh~ Fuck,” Twilight hushed under her fading breath. “Emph… Is this gooooo~ Feel good for you, Peter?”

This was the best compromise he never thought of and pulled Twilight against Ovens and for him to savor the flavor of scotch she had prepared for him. He felt Ovens hook her right leg around Twilight, raising her hips to stroke his length. It didn’t even matter that their strides weren’t in synch, both mares craven slits hugged tightly around him, working him up better than any of their hooves had.

“Uuh!” Oven groaned between her two lovers. “Twi- Guh! Emph! Harder… Harder!”

Wanting more as well, Twilight took a small step forward on her right and dug in to grind their mounds with her incredibly fervent desires.

Ovens wrapped her forelegs around Twilight’s shoulders and squeezed her back leg tighter to raise her hips higher. It was just high enough for each upward stride from Twilight to raise her body, letting the tip of Sniff’s cock slide under her hood, letting both their clits press against each other.

The wait had been too long and Ovens acted on impulse, squeezing tighter with rapid little thrust against Sniff’s cock and Twilights slathered marehood. Being gracious would have to wait until after her needs were met first.

Sniff felt Oven’s whole body tighten as she coiled in on herself, holding her breath as she continued working herself up until she fell limply against him again. She laid there, cheek to cheek, moaning uncontrollably in ways she only had late into her nights with Sniff.

“Ooh-ooou… haa… ahh-ahh. Oh… Twi… you wah… mmm emm. Wa… ah… er-ahh-ahh-ight.”

This was going to be a night of yet another first as Twilight’s breathing increased. She lowered her left hoof, hooking it behind Oven’s flank, pulling them together for even more contact over Sniff’s member. Nearing her peak, she broke free from Sniff’s kiss and went nose to nose with Oven’s, a new look of acceptance and desire in her eyes.

“You brought Peter back into my life. Emmn… You’re just as important to me.”

For a moment she closed her eyes, holding back from climaxing before she could finish her thoughts. Her plan was just as much to show how much she cared for Ovens as she did Peter.

Whether it was a herd, a harem, a trio, or a quartet, the numbers didn’t matter. Only who she wanted to be a part of it, and as she opened her eyes, she could see Ovens was starting to understand why she wanted this tonight. Now all Twilight had to do was say it.

“We’re never going to be alone again so long as we stay together.”

With her thoughts clear and words accepted, she closed her eyes again and let the sensation of courting a mare with her stallion bring her a more fulfilling climax and pressed her lips to Oven’s.

As they locked lips, and Twilight mingled tongues with her mare, she flexed down harder.

Moaning and whining with each course thrust she used to grind herself deeper into that bliss she thought only her stallion could give her, she embraced her new cause. Ovens was hers from now on, and they were both going to love and protect their stallion for as long as he would have them.

In time, they would see who of the others wanted to stay or go and be a part of something great. For now, she had two lovers who needed her attention… once she could stop cumming.

Was Sniff hearing this right? Did Twilight just make a love confession to Ovens? Was he responsible for this… and getting his dick double smothered between them because of it? Why hadn’t any of the women back on Earth ever thanked him like this?

Not like this specifically at least.

“Mmph... Peter,” Twilight moaned his name as her first orgasm passed, though burning desire from Ovens and both their mixing fluids over his hard cock made it hard to come down. “If we’re not enough… hoooo… You know where I want it.”

Not wanting to be the only mare not to make an offer, Oven turned kissed Sniff on the neck.

“If not her… I can take it.”

As wonderful as that sounded, and it really did, it likely wasn’t necessary, for as eager to empty his ever-growing load that had been bottled up all day. He placed his hands on both their hips and started to pump himself between them.

And as strange as was to admit, no woman or group had ever felt this good, nor had any felt this important to him as these two did. Had he been of a clearer mind, he might have been able to piece that together, perhaps even belt out some well thought out and eloquent soliloquy.

Of course, with his mind so drunk of lust and sex, the best he could manage was…

“Just keep doing what you’re doing. I wanna cum between your pussy so bad, and watching you both kiss is so fucking hot.”

Hardly poetic, but an easy request for the two mares to fulfill.

Twilight and Ovens enjoyed the subtle pleasures that came from kissing each other. Gliding their tongues together seemed to compliment the other. Nothing like the rush that came from Sniff, but it had its own highlights. But feeling each other bump and mash their most sensitive of areas over and around his cock was unmistakably something all of its own.

The constant rise in stimulation never seemed to leave them for as long as they continued this entanglement. The rolling peaks that left them shaking over each other, as well as a mess that had risen as far up as their breasts, were magical moments Sniff took extra care to make sure they enjoyed.

They often found a pair of hands teasing over them in the mix, adding a little extra spark each time.

Somewhere in the midst of Twilight finding a rhythm with Ovens, the smell of clovers and sea salt reached a burning height, along with heavier breathing from under Ovens and Sniff’s thrust working against them. She could already smell his body getting ready for the release.

“Nnn-Guh!”

Twilight felt him. He was cumming. Hot. Thick. Filling her gaps and overflowing. She had wanted this since their first time together. She needed to feel more of it and rose up with her wings flared.

Bracing herself with her hooves on Oven’s chest, Twilight began humping like a feral beast. Thrashing herself and Ovens into another climax.

Their cries of ecstasy filling the room as they moved against each other left Sniff nearly convulsing with his short juts of thrusting between them.

Their shared experience of feeling the Earth move together eventually returned to low rumbles and lingering vibrations as they struggled to catch their breath. Still together, none of them wanted to move. Nothing more than the slow grinds Twilight couldn’t help herself but continue at least.

“Going… slow… sure makes… every… new… experience… a new… best time… with you… I’m… holy shit… never… gonna… spoil you… enough… Am I?”

Feeling much the same, Ovens pointed out the obvious.

“And this… wasn’t… even… rutting… Heh.”

It wasn’t rutting. He didn’t fuck them… though that line was all but blurring as their time together went on.

Even still, he needed this. And with them, he felt safe to relax his restraints.

“I can’t keep holding out like I have been. I need to set the pace with the other girls who don’t know about what I can do. When and if they want more, they need to know before we do anything, if at all. But, us?… You’re the only two I’m officially dating. Mayor Mare, Lyra, Topsy… still take things a little slower with them.”

If Twilight was feeling selfish, she would encourage his decision for more time with herself and ovens. But for as much as he could give and had to hold off, even in her lust-filled afterglow, she couldn’t abuse her position to limit himself.

“You were never… not allowed… to set the pace.”

She was still more than winded and growing tired again. Twenty minutes was a long time with no foreplay. Although twenty minutes working together was far more productive than what any had accomplished with him alone… or that one time with her helping hoof.

On second thought, the three girls before had him worked up pretty well, too. She needed to keep his options open to keep him satisfied.

“And what about… Swifty?”

Playing favorites would be cruel and unfair. However, if it was a matter of trust then his personal bodyguard had it. However, Lyra had shown herself to be both in need of some genuine affection and committed to helping him and the others before she had this incentive.

“Swifty is probably almost always going to be with me since she’s my escort. Things, I’m sure, will naturally end up moving faster with her. Much like I’m sure they will with Lyra since she’s going to be helping me and everyone else so much. So, let’s just assume those two will be doing more a lot faster than the others, but I don’t want any of you to think I’m playing favorites or being unfair.”

“Shh,” Ovens shushed him to calm his concerns, slowly catching her breath. “It’s not about playing favorites, Peter… And nopony owns any more time or affection from you... than what you're willing or able… to give.”

That was true, and Peter should have remembered it, but there was something else Twilight should let him know about as well.

“We’re not always going to be available for your... every want or need. And you can’t be there for all of ours... Chris had the right idea with his girls. We need... to rely on each other as much as we do you. It took me a while... to realize that, and I think the others are figuring it out as well.”

That was beginning to look very true for Ovens and she turned back to Twilight with a new target to share some affection with.

“I would have been happy starting again with just another helping hoof, but this was so much better. Maybe we can stay the night together when Topsy has her night with Peter?”

Twilight leaned down slowly coming nose to nose with Ovens again.

“Just thinking about her first night with him makes me think you’re right.”

They were now truly an item, and one long kiss sealed the deal for them.

“Hey, girls?” Sniff spoke up to get their attention. “I know we’re all a mess, but I don’t think I could stay awake for a shower… It’s been a long fucking day.”

Twilight chuckled at the unintentional double meaning and let herself slide down to her side of the bed.

“Don’t worry. I figured something like this might end up happening.”

Looking off to the side of the bed, she gathered her magic into her horn, creating a glow of her aura on the side of the bed, that nearly instantly faded. She tried again… and again… and after the fourth time, she gave up.

“Goddamnit… I left some towels in the… fuck it… Even if it sounds gross, I like how it feels having your cum all over me. It’s like little orgasms tickling and… Emph… It just feels nice. We can shower in the morning.”

With ovens taking her side of the bed and cuddling up to Sniff, she was in no mood to go anywhere either.

“I agree. I can’t see why any mare would want to give this up.” She yawned. “Besides… I’m about to pass out, and last time I didn’t get to wake up cuddled with Peter like you did. Maybe I can feel what a little anal feels like tomorrow, too?”

Just a little more time. That’s all Sniff needed to make sure. Just a little more time.

“Shower in the morning it is.”

Ovens looked down at the foot of the bed, lighting up her horn and the blankets once… then twice… then a third.

“Son of a bitch… Peter?”

Laughing at just how much he wore these two out, Sniff crawled down and rolled back the blankets.

“It’s fine. I got it.”

In a burst of Twilight’s magic, she teleported in front of Sniff’s bed, softly delivering Lyra and Swifty to the mattress.

“Okay, you two. I’m glad you both enjoyed yourselves tonight. And believe me, I can tell Peter really enjoyed himself. I’m sure you’re both going to have a lot more great times with him. Both in and out of bed… or the kitchen… or an office.”

Swifty giggled, remembering how pleased Mayor Mare looked after her first time with him.

“I’m sure we will… And… thank you, Princess… For everything.”

Lyra yawned, a dreamily sleepy look on her face.

“Yes, thank you. You’ve made me very happy with everything you’ve let me see tonight.” She turned her tired eyes to Swifty. “And thank you, as well. Not just for sleeping with me tonight. But also for helping me with Peter. Welcoming me and… just being such a good friend for me today… I really needed that.”

Swifty batted her eyes for a moment. Flattered, but also a bit surprised.

She’d been so busy with her duties over the years. Working, traveling, recovering, and training after hours… Outside of her friends from when she was young and hadn’t seen in forever, all the rest of her friends all wore armor like she did. A “normal” friend wasn’t something she’d had in a long time.

“I’m more than happy to be your friend. And if we’re both sharing Peter, maybe we can be even closer friends like Starlight and the other girls… I mean, I know it’s not really normal, but nothings really been normal since Peter and-”

Whatever tangent she had started, Lyra didn’t need to hear it and ended the explanation with an all or nothing kiss. They had all swapped positions more than enough times that sneaking in a kiss with Sniff had left a little of all of them on his lips. Now together like this, if their kiss felt as good as it did, being more than friends seemed like a sure thing.

When the kiss ended, Lyra gave a long stare into Swifty’s eyes. Sharing a bed with another mare was nothing new to her, only now it came with the prospect of sex. And not even that bothered her if it meant having someone with similar mindsets as hers.

“Being with a mare doesn’t bother me. I think I had been preparing myself for that happening for a while now. And… sure I’m… sorta dating Peter. But, I’m also not, because… well… you know… So, how about we give this mare on mare thing a try while we both spend more time with Peter?”

That sounded unusual, to say the least, but unusual was becoming pretty regular around her. All these unusual happenings involving humans had all been grand in how they were received, making Swifty smile back.

“I like the sound of that.”

That was all the more confirmation Twilight needed to see that she was onto something big.

“I’ll hit the lights for you two. We’ll see you both in the morning.”

With the soft glow of Twilight’s aura returning, the lights went out, and in another flash and a pop, Twilight was gone.

In the dark, moments away from falling asleep, Swifty had one final thought for the night.

“I’m pretty sure Twilight and Ovens are going to hog Peter to themselves for a while. How about we keep each other company until they’re ready to share again?”

Lyra pulled herself in closer, cuddling up nice and close.

“I like the sound of that.”

Swifty gave a happy hum, then grew silent, save only for her slow and steady breaths as she slept.

This wasn’t the mission, but Lyra now considered herself deep undercover, both literally and figuratively. For this moment though, this wasn’t for the agency, and she gave her sleeping partner another soft kiss on the lips that was just for herself to enjoy.

“Good night, Swifty.”

Sniff seemed to be having things pretty well in hand with his mares. Good communication, slow pacing (sorta), and a firm grasp of what they were getting themselves into.

Of course... Even Twilight can be clever when she really puts her mind to it, and managed to work out a wonderful night for all.

Far away in Canterlot, Celestia still has her busy life to maintain, as well as some plotting to do, and don't you dare think I forgot about those Nutty Buddy Bars! God damn, I used to love those things as a kid. Although I lacked the magic needed to create an infinite amount as this Princess can.

However, not all those sweets could mellow out that rage she still has burning inside for Sunset Shimmer.

Let's just hope this delegation goes well.

Anyways... a night with Sniff had to end... just like I'm sure you would have expected. Maybe not like you hoped, but he'll get it in eventually.

I mean... he has to... right?

Bah! I'm sure he's coming around to cumming inside, sooner or later.

Also, yes, "Drunk on dick" is a real thing. Kinda weird, even creeped me out a little when I first encountered it because I thought she was high, but that's a different story altogether.

Anyway, with his first mares down, Sniff was finally treated properly by one very clever Twilight and one very patient Oven Fresh. Two mares who seem to be embracing the new trend in town much like how Swifty and Lyra have found something with each other.

Of course, that only means that there's one more chapter to finish of this night, and is apparently a fan favorite for most of you. So, be sure to return next week for: