“And I tell the guy, the Tatarus you will! That’s my wife!” Was all but yelled as the boisterous words of Bo echoed in the room. “Needless to say the other guy could tell that he couldn’t match a stud such as myself. Very few can after all!” Bo proclaimed for the umpteenth time. Though every time he said it, it kept getting more and more exaggerated in a different way.

‘If you weren't the father of an element of harmony, and your wife wasn’t sucking me off with such a talented mouth. I’d have my hands around your throat.’ Zakia thought to himself as he considered all the ways to permanently silence Bo. ‘Just endure it, just smile and nod.’

Luckily for the greatly annoyed Siri Leader, he had his head on the table, Or the scowls and disdain would be made far more apparent to the other stallion to see and understand how Zakia was really feeling about all this. It was easier to tolerate the stallion recounting his ‘glory days’ if he didn't have to worry about his facial expressions. That doubled with Windy’s talented tongue and her ability to easily ignore her gag reflex made Zakia care a little less about Bo’s non-stop prattling on asinine stories that served only to stoke the stallion’s own ego.

‘Poor guy, He was so sure of himself earlier.’ Bo smirked as he saw Zakia’s head firmly on the table. It wasn’t uncommon when his wife was involved. ‘Even trying to get Windy to call him master. Now if it was me, then it would be no problem. Not many can handle a mare as well as this stud.’

Bo’s own smirk got bigger as he allowed his inner monologue to become just as annoying as he was, while remaining wholly ignorant to it all. Thankfully For Zakia’s own sanity, Bo had kept these remarks to himself. Zakia's only form of reprieve came from Bo's own wife, Windy Whistles. Zakia getting close, that was for sure, Windy seemed to be getting more into it under the table. Enough that she began bumping her head on the bottom of the table enough that it was jostling drinks around the assortment of sweets laid out for their enjoyment by Windy ironically.

Zakia was almost certain she was gonna have a swollen knot on her head by the time she was done with how many times she bumped her head. She didn’t seem to mind or was she just that dutiful that it didn’t bother her, Bo despite his grandiose didn’t like the idea of his wife bumping her head like that any longer. Mumbling something about her pretty little noggin as he stood up and looked at Zakia before speaking.

“Heya Champ, mind leaning back a bit?” Bo said as he attempted to get Zakia’s attention, whose face was still face planted into the table as he ‘suffered’ Windy’s ravenous appetite. Though being thankful that he had put in a bit of stamina training after what happened with Fluttershy when he first met her. “Wanna show you a neat little trick that I think wifey will be grateful for.”

Bo didn’t give the zebra much of a chance though to even respond, let alone react and he really should have. Bo, being very direct with his intent, was a bit forceful with his attempts to get Zakia’s attention. The moment Bo placed a grip on Zakia’s shoulders with any type of force. Bo quickly learned that he should NOT put hands on Zakia like he did. Bo came face to face with a cold and malice filled look that sent a shiver down his very soul it felt like. Swearing he saw a haze of blue magic emission form before dissipating. Zakia found himself locking eyes with a dazed looking Zakia who had a grip like a buffalo with a freshly baked pie. It took a moment and the stifled cry of pain for Zakia noticed his own hostility and quickly let go of the offending limb. Bo’s hand quickly retreated out of sight, flexing it and moving it after such a powerful grip felt like it was gonna break it just now.

“Sorry about that.” Zakia lied with a somewhat shaky voice, adjusting himself with a bit of a wobble. “You startled me a little.”

“Haha, It’s alright.” Bo proclaimed, praising his wife and how skilled she was and making it clear that Zakia isn’t the first she’s gotten like this. “I was a bit forceful, not the first stallion that’s been startled like that when my wife can suck a bowling ball through a straw and not ruin the straw!”

After getting the feeling back in his hand, Bo moved both hands to opposite sides of the table and wrapped his fingers around the edge, like he was gonna fold it in half or something. Then a loud ‘click’ followed by the humming of magic was heard on one side, followed by another that was delayed by a slightly shakier hand. Zakia watched as the table let off a soft semi-transparent magic, before the table suddenly snapped into two half tables, the entirety of its center was gone as a result and had become a pair of half wall tables you could slide up right next to a wall or window. With the lack of a center anymore, it was now giving a clear view of Windy who was in her own little world. Her hands resting on Zakia’s abdomen and chest, Windy did love exploring the Zebra’s body. Though it was hard to see due to the loosely buttoned shirt Zakia was currently wearing.

Despite the positioning, Zakia managed to get himself leaning back in a comfortable position, with a bit of a dazed expression the whole time. Windy had slowed herself, as if she knew what Bo was gonna do. Though Windy did adjust herself a bit as well, finding herself resting right at the base of his cock. her nose buried right into his groin and savored the experience. Looking at Zakia’s dazed look gave her a sense of pride judging by the look smeared across her face. Even if it was a bit… stuffed at the moment. Though she was a bit surprised when she felt a solitary hand rest on her head and instead of roughly grabbing her, he started caressing it and his thumb tickled the back of her ear. It was unexpectedly gentle from what she was used to with younger studs.

Gasping only a little bit, Zakia could feel Windy’s skilled mouth once again exceeding his expectations. Even if he was feigning more shock and awe than he really thought, he was quickly learning this mare’s skills were far deeper than he thought. As rare as it was, Windy had earned the zebra’s respect, her talents marked her as one who would be of great benefit, and perhaps even more. More than once, Zakia had entertained the possibility of equestrians selling out their kingdom during this conquest. Though when he heard about it through briefings and speculations, he merely presumed this was for the greedy lot who could be easily bought off. While the rest would be converted by some manner of force. Windy was seeming the first, and hopefully not the last, who Zakia felt would join his cause of her own free will, with not a drop of his potions wasted on her. She was becoming more and more valuable, too valuable to risk losing these traits via the drug.

‘So good. Almost like an addiction.’ Zakia thought to himself, his hands twitching as they were resisting any attempts to just grab her face and fuck hard and deep. ‘It’s like her mouth has control over my body. And handling both like this. I must make her mine.’ His eyes drifted to Bo, who was too busy watching his wife with eager eyes to notice him. ‘But him, he is smug, loud, and so fucking annoying! I swear, I’ll just break him and then we’ll-’ Wincing slightly, he felt a somewhat harder suckle along his cocks. The sounds of Windy’s whorish sucking roused his thoughts. ‘No…no I can’t do that.’ His mind raced with a calmer clarity. ‘I can't just get rid of him, Windy and Rainbow would be affected too much. I can’t risk that, no matter how much I want to throw him across the room. I’ll…I’ll think of something.’

“Come on honey, show him what you can do.” Bo commented, his boasting and loud voice continuing to show off his pride in his wife. “I just love that slutty looking babe, so hot…so…” He seemed to pause for a moment, a slight, near impossible to notice change in expression and pitch of his voice. “...engrossed…”

‘What’s this?’ Zakia thought to himself, picking up on the slight sound in Bo’s voice at the end of his words. Thinking for a moment, he considered various options, but something about this only resonated a familiarity to him. ‘Oh wait…could he be getting jealous? Now?! After all this, this is what’s making him crack?!’ Internally shaking his head, the zebra settled a little. ‘No, no, it can’t be. His annoying personality should make him impervious from being cucked. But…but let’s see if I can plant some seeds of doubt. If I can’t break you, I’ll see how far you can bend.’

“Come on, show me how much you love these cocks!” Zakia exclaimed, forcing his arms to move over Windy’s head. Though he wasn’t as full of energy as he was before, he was fortunate his exhaustion was resonating out of his mouth as some form of caring and gentle tone. Windy and Bo seemed fooled by this at least. “You have such a sexy mouth, like it’s a natural at sucking dicks.”

“You know it!” Bo laughed looking at his wife sucking off Zakia’s cocks. Though as he continued to look her over, something seemed to tickle his eyes a little. Though subtle, extremely subtle to anyone who wasn’t him, he would tell all of Windy’s expressions. ‘Is she…no, no, must be my imagination.’

Watching on, Bo could see something in Windy’s motions, how she bobbed her head, the sweetness of her moans. She was enjoying this, more so than anyone he had ever seen her with. Though he didn’t want to say it, let alone think about it, there was something in his wife’s expression, something he didn’t think he had seen before. Windy’s face was almost drunk off the raw musk and potent sensations of both cocks in her mouth. Her throat was swelling, and she moaned softly against his shafts. Zakia’s expression continued to seemingly hum with delight, but his face was seemingly focused on the mare bobbing her head slowly up and down his sizes.

‘Is she…no, no, she couldn’t…’ Bo’s mind continued to race with all manner of responses at this sight. ‘Sure, Zakia’s lasted longer than anyone she’s fucked before…I mean not as long as me…right?’ Looking around for a moment, his eyes met with the nearby clock. Letting out a small sigh of relief, he seemed to calm a little. ‘Okay, it’s fine. It’s still like another hour before he can even think of beating my record. And he’s a tough guy, but there's no way he can top my score!’

‘Seems like something’s getting to him.’ Zakia thought, having noticed Bo’s motions and expressions. ‘He’s getting worried. About what? I’ve already fucked damn near a few gallons of cum in his slutty wife. What could he possibly be…’ A spark, an inspiration, some measure of realization dawned on him. ‘Oh…oooh I see, I see now. He can’t fuck his wife. Not sure how, don’t really care. But he can’t pleasure his wife anymore, so he’s trying to act superior by “allowing” other guys to fuck her.’ Shaking his head ever so slightly, playing it off as if his head itched, a new thought crossed him. ‘Wait, no, no, that doesn’t make any sense. He had to have done something. Unless Rainbow was an artificial pregnancy. It can’t be, this smug annoying fuck had to have something between his legs at one point. Hmm, maybe he did. With how he boasts and struts, he probably still has a dick, but can’t use it anymore. So why would he look at the time?’

‘He’s still holding up pretty well.’ Bo thought, his mind somewhat still worried about the rarest of rare chances Zakia could even challenge his record. Looking at the clock again, he seemed to show some degree of nervousness, but was settling after a few more breaths. ‘No, no, no. No matter how good he thinks he is, he can’t beat me. I mean, look at him. He’s already getting exhausted. He won’t last long.’ Smirking a little, he seemed to glare at Zakia in some sense of superiority over the zebra. ‘Sorry Zakia, you’re a nice guy, and you care about my Dashie, but I’m the Daddy around here. And Daddy is always the best!’

‘Wait, wait a second. Could he be…no way, is he comparing how long I’ve been fucking Windy to the last time he did?’ Zakia strained a little, trying not to laugh at such a ridiculous thought. ‘No one, no pony, zebra, or any other creature in this world could be so petty and pathetic.’ Snickering a little, he quickly gasped to make it sound more as an awkward sound of fatigue than any show of musement. ‘But what if he is? What if he’s so insecure, he acts like it doesn’t bother him? Well, sorry you annoying piece of shit, but not only am I gonna make it bother you. But I’ll be fucking your wife untill she screams how much better I am.’ As if his own need to be dominant has been triggered, he subtly stared at Bo, but kept the brunt of his gaze on Windy. ‘You’re the father here, but to these whores, I’m the Daddy.’

Fucking in and out of Windy’s mouth, Zakia kept a steady pace, though even he was feeling his body getting more and more tired. If he was alone, he could’ve settled to finish in the mare and take a breather. But he wasn’t alone, Bo was watching him, his eyes becoming more and more intense as he seemed to be judging every aspect of the zebra’s technique. At first, it was somewhat amusing to see this stallion watch him with eagerness, but now Zakia only felt irritation. The only things keeping him from pushing it too far was the joy of making the husband start doubting himself, and the skill of Windy's body pleasuring him.

“Keep going Windy, you’re almost there.” Zakia groaned, speaking as if he was still in control, but his body was gently caressing her cheek. “I’m gonna blow another fat load right in that slutty mouth of yours.”

“Come on honey, show him how much you can take.” Bo cheered, still vocalizing a sense of pride in his wife, though his mind was speaking differently. ‘Alright, he’s almost done. There’s no way he’s gonna last much longer.’

Pumping his cocks in and out of Windy’s mouth, the mare continued to bob her head as she could feel him swelling in her throat. The hot cum that leaked out was driving her to a numb and dazed sense. But amidst all the feelings of pleasure and delicious precum, a faint but growing strain has been developing in the sides of her jaws. This was a very rare feeling, something she could scarcely remember the last time she felt this. Her jaw was straining, the thick sizes were rubbing along the lining of her throat and it was causing her to feel this slowly developing pain.

‘Oh boy, these cocks are so good.’ Windy thought, her mind humming into going further and further, despite the strain. ‘But this is getting to be too much. I need to switch it up.’ Bottoming out as deep as she could, she held herself, moaning a muffled sound as she nuzzled a little before slowly pulling herself off the twin cocks, letting some cum spurt a bit across her face. “So good. Deepthroating is the best!”

“Looks like I’m tiring you out.” Zakia snickered, looking Windy over, but his eyes tilted slightly towards Bo. “Anyone else lasted this long with you before?”

“Oh sure.” Windy giggled, kissing at Zakia’s cockheads. “My hubby used to fuck me for hours.” She looked over to him lovingly before turning back to the zebra stud. “But you’re pretty close. Just a few bits short.”

“Oh? Well maybe I still have something left in me.” Zakia laughed, playing off his tone as a playful laugh. While inside, his mind was speaking in a far more aggressive tone. ‘I don’t care if I fall over when I’m done. I’m fucking this bitch until she’s mine!’ Settling his smile to Windy, he nodded a little, keeping a more caring pitch. “If you’re still up for it that is.”

“Oh you know I am.” Windy smirked, slowly standing up, making sure to give these thick cocks a long and passionate lick. “But my mouth is getting sore. So you’ll need to fuck me down here.” Running her hands down along her chest and ending on her dripping wet pussy. With her other hand, she fondled Zakia's balls. “I can tell you have more to give me in these heavy things.”

Smirking, Zakia let Windy fully hoist herself up, turn and slowly angled the twin cockheads to her pussy and ass. Settling slowly, she lowered herself over the cocks, letting her lower holes fill with the sizes. Rolling her eyes back, she hummed and moaned as she felt herself being stuffed by Zakia’s massive cocks. Bo watched as his wife’s face was twisting into a sloppy, happy look. The more he looked at it, the more his mind started shifting and turning around his thoughts over and over again. Was this a look she had given him before?

‘There’s no way, there can’t be…’ Bo thought, his worries starting to bloom like a bush of bad weeds. ‘It’s fine, it’s fine. This is fine!’ Trying to settle himself, composing, he could see Windy’s face was still curled into a lustful smile, as if she was cumming repeatedly as Zakia’s cocks were clearly causing her belly to bulge. ‘He can’t beat me, can’t beat my record. There’s no way!’

Zakia could see it, Bo was starting to doubt, it was becoming more and more clear. All it would take was the right amount of pushing. But he still had to be careful. He wanted this stallion to break and wallow in his own misery, but not too much. Bo had to ruin himself, which Zakia was feeling more and more confident it was possible. He would’ve rather have his Siri settle this behind the scenes, but Windy has more than proven her value, and simply removing Bo may cause more problems. Placing his hands on her hips, Zakia motioned his body to slowly fuck in and out of the mare’s body, but kept his eyes on Bo.

“You have such a wonderful wife.” Zakia said, his voice keeping more sincere, but he trickled in some poisonous words, letting it slip into Bo’s ears. “I can feel where Rainbow got her talents.”

“Oh yeah, my wife and daughter are both amazing!” Bo smuggly stated, crossing his arms to try to reclaim a slowly slipping sense of dignity. “Looks to me like you’re getting ready to collapse though. You don’t need to hold on just for my sake.”

“Oh, I’m not doing this for you.” Zakia replied, his kind and caring tone contradicting his words. “I want to be sure to give your wife here the best impression possible.”

“You’re getting close.” Windy moaned, her words weakly gurgling out of her strained throat. “Just keep going…you…fuck…stud…fuck me harder!”

‘I know she’s called other guys “stud” before, but this feels weird.’ Bo thought to himself, still looking at Windy’s expression. ‘It’s been a long time, sure, but that face, that look on her face. I…I don’t think I’ve ever seen that side of her.’ Shaking his head, she gritted her teeth for a moment, relaxing as best as he could. ‘No, no, no! There’s no way! There’s no way this guy, this…this…ugh! He can’t beat me! I won’t allow it!’

Zakia could only smirk a little, he could tell Bo was struggling with something internally, and he was loving every moment of it. Working his hands on Windy’s hips, he continued to work her body, making sure his cocks rubbed along the inside of her ass and pussy. The milf mare only moaned out more and more, feeling as her interior walls were being stretched and stuffed, savoring the sensation of such fat sizes that she hadn’t felt in so long. Rolling her eyes back, her head was numb and her thoughts were little more than faint sparks that ended in the guttural moans that came from her throat.

“Almost there.” Zakia said, his own sense of control and conquest slowly bled into his words as he looked at Bo. Whether it was intentional or not, he was silently stating something to the stallion, and he could feel the domination taking its toll. “Ready to be fucked full in front of your husband?” Windy only moaned, twitching as her hips gyrated and bounced on his twin cocks. “You hear that Bo? Sounds like she wants it…really badly…”

“Y-yes…” Bo commented, his voice faltering for a moment before he cleared his throat. Taking a strong chug of his drink, he looked at Zakia, salvaging this feeling that was growing into his mind like a gnarled weed. “Do it, fuck a fat load in my wife!”

Smirking, Zakia wrapped his arms around Windy’s midsection, lifting her slightly until she was dropped on his cocks, bottoming out as the already cum filled belly of the mare swelled out some more as the zebra’s hot cum rushed to further fill her insides. Bo watched, his face holding as close to a composed but enthralled expression as he could, but his mind was slowly twisting and churning with a growing doubt. Zakia was fucking so much cum in his wife, and she was moaning out in orgasm, with her face almost glowing with her ecstasy. This was a face he knew he had never seen, and it seemed to only cause a nameless pain to sharply sting in the back of his thoughts.

‘If I was only twenty years younger…’ Windy thought to herself, trying to even form words in her own head was hard. The afterglow she was experiencing was unlike any other she had experienced. A broad arch of whites and pinks speckles were scattered throughout her vision, mixed with that building sensation that made her fur stand on end and stimulated her entire body. It was a pleasantly euphoric feeling all around. ‘But I still got it. Dashie, your man is so good!’

“So wanna go to another round stud?” Windy asked, her breath shaky and even a little hoarse from all the hip smacking she had done throughout the day. “Mama’s still got some steam left.”

Windy was honestly exhausted though but her own pride wouldn’t let her give up. She had been, bounced, bobbed and bred to her physical limits. She wasn’t a spry summer mare anymore, she was an older and more mature mare now. While she was experienced, she lacked the same gumption to keep her body going. Sadly that was one of the prices of getting older, despite how much she tried to keep it at bay. Zakia seemed to take notice of her exhaustion and much to her surprise.

“No, I think I’m pretty content with how we are right now for the most part, Though a softer seat wouldn’t hurt, these wooden chairs are nice but when you’ve had such a pretty mare in your lap and a bottom not nearly as plush or welcoming as hers.” Zakia stated as he began flirtatiously praising the older mare. Though he playfully rubbed his lower back, chuckling a little. “It starts to bother the tailbone a bit.”

“Looks like you’ve got not just a long tongue but a long silver one.” Windy responded, her voice was still a bit shaky but that chipper tone was far more apparent now. “ Don’t you sweetie.”

“Not a silver tongue if it's all true.” Zakia laughed, still showing his kinder demeanor. “But if you aren’t sure still then how about check for me and find out?”

Windy wasted no time taking up the zebra’s offer as Zakia was soon found with a pair of soft lips on his, followed by the curious tongue doing its best to wrap around her own. Zakia took this chance to see how Bo was reacting to all this with the one eye that wasn’t obscured. To no one's surprise he wasn’t handling it very well, even a little. Zakia noticed his gaze back at him and made sure to look at him directly before bouncing Windy a little as he groped Bo’s wife’s butt. Causing her to moan into the shared kiss she and the zebra were sharing.

‘Let’s see how much longer that delicate ego of yours lasts.’ Zakia thought to himself, clearly fueled by a clear dislike for the stallion. Though this was disrupted by Windy who broke the kiss the two lovers were engaged in. ‘I’ll make you squirm, you annoying little shit!’

“You know Sweetie, it’s a bit more comfortable back on the couch.” Windy said, looking at the Zebra with a sweet and endearing look. “I know slouching in a chair like this can bother some people's backs. It’s also good for cuddling.”

“I like the idea of having such a gorgeous mare to cuddle up with.” Zakia's voice and expression held a childish cheek to it. Groping at her ass, he only savored the feeling. “Happen to know any?”

“Hmmm I might know a mare. She also likes big strong hands that never let her go.” Windy responded by playing along and responding with as much cheek. “She also loves a good kiss, but most of all. She loves being spoiled.”

“Really? What's her name? Where is she?” Zakia found himself having a bit of actual fun with the banter between them. “I would love to meet her.”

“Oh crackers, whatever was her name!” Windy feigned ignorance before stating “You know, I tend to remember things better when on the couch. How about we move there and I am sure I can remember who she is.”

Without so much as a word, Windy found herself lifted up by her zebra lover. Never dislodging those gut rearrangers from inside her, but making sure to formally grip her bountiful bottom. Zakia seemed to love groping her bottom and after her remark from before he was putting a good bit more effort into massaging it more than groping it. Molding it in his hands like some type of silly putty and she didn’t mind. It only made things better, feeling small jolts of pleasure shoot through her in inconsistent intervals, it was jarring as she lost control of her own body it felt like with every shot that rippled through her. Though the sudden descent into the couch cushions did surprise, the sudden impact of that flared horse cock lodged in each hole. Coupled with how sensitive and tender her body was after having two massive kidney punchers inside most of the time.

“Too muc..Hnnng '' Screeched inside Windy’s mind as she felt her body react somewhat violently. The overstimulation of the blue motherly mare made her body quiver with such intensity that the sweat built up between them as they fucked like rabbits was flung from her body. Zakia felt the ripple of her body on his own. “Aaaaah~ f-fuck it feels so… good.” Were the last words that escaped her air starved lungs before she went limp across Zakia’s body.

Windy’s warm soft figure relaxed across the strong marble like body of her zebra lover. Zakia let out a slight snicker at it, he honestly had no intention of doing that but his own legs were a bit shaky, feeling the burning sensation of his overworked legs and knotted feeling forming in his back. Paired with his own stamina running dangerously low, he was surprised how easily he had been worn out. Smirking, Zakia felt he did more than an excellent job in his display of passion.

“Experienced mares truly are a beast of their own nature.” Zakia said, throwing his head back. The accumulated droplets of moisture ran down from his brow, letting out a huge and somewhat overly dramatic sigh. Finally he could take a moment to relax, he came here for information and to see if he could break Windy so she could ‘correct’ Rainbow’s attitude in the way only a mother can… but his own hubris once again was making it clear that he shouldn’t have tried to act alone, from the moment that Bracelet was slipped off the present. “Such a wondrous thing to have, to be so lucky.”

“I’m impressed champ, you really wore her out.” Bo shouted, his voice seemed to reverberate through the couples home. “I’ve not seen her like that since our honeymoon. Good job!” Zakia turned towards him and gave him a nod, his eyes closed and his breathing heavy. He had to admit, but the stallion had a point. The zebra was tired and so was Windy after fucking for what felt like hours

“Yeah, I guess I did wear her out." Zakia responded, giving a little heavy breath out as he settled himself a bit. "Though I think I may need a nap myself. I feel like my bones are gonna snap if I don't get some rest soon.” Looking at Windy, who had already fallen asleep on top of him, he smirked.

Bo looked at the two of them, a smile on his face and a sense of pride in his chest but that lingering doubt remained in the back of his head. Though Seeing his wife being taken care of by a stud other than himself was something that made him happy. Even if he did want to get involved with the situation himself, he couldn’t and it would just be awkward. So instead he went to recliner near the couch and decided to sit back but not before offering a drink to Zakia who declined the drink.

"So I've talked to your wife for a while, but I haven't gotten a chance to properly talk to you.” Zakia said, not lying in his words but they regardless caused Bo to suffer some embarrassment at it. “You only really got to talk to me."

"Well, I'm sure she has told you quite a lot about me." Bo answered, looking away from Zakia and staring at the floor. “I mean, clearly not everything.” Though he tried to be subtle about it, it was blatantly obvious the stallion was flexing his body a little. “If she had, you would’ve been talking about it all day. I have quite the long and great history you see.”

"Yes she did. But I think it's best if we actually get to know each other a little more personally, rather than just talking on a surface level.” Zakia stated, his hand resting on the back of Windy's head. His fingers glided through her hair. He knew that Bo was a good man but he was also one with an ego that seemed more fragile as time went on, and that was something he wanted to abuse. For now he needed more information and with how much of a blowhard Bo was, it was gonna be a challenge to get an answer that didn't have a story behind it. “We both have a lot of questions that need answering, I'm sure."

"I'd love to learn more about Dashie's stallion. She told us a lot about you but I know my daughter likes putting flares on with her stories.” Bo said with a smile. “She always has to be 20% cooler than anyone else.” Zakia nodded and agreed with the stallion’s remark, he was right. Everything about what Rainbow Dash did was always a bit extra and over the top it felt.

"Well, she's told you a lot about me.” Zakia said as he finally got the chance to probe for answers to the plethora of questions he had. “I'm curious what she's told you, I can fill in any blanks."

Little did Zakia know that Bo was far worse than Windy when it came to running their mouths, it would be well past sunset before the two stopped talking. All the while, a content and peaceful looking Windy rested on her Zebra lover's warm body, enjoying the body heat and soft fur that padded those toned muscles. All the while, still impaled on a pair of massive zebra cocks. Every word seemed to scrape harder and harder on the zebra’s nerves and thoughts. Every breath that left this stallion’s mouth was little more than a reminder of how utterly annoying this family was.

‘This is gonna be a long night.’ Zakia thought to himself, he hated having to put on such a facade but he did what he had to in the end, even if he didnt care for it all that much but he couldn’t deny that Windy was one hell of a fuck that would have him coming back even after all this. ‘Windy at least was considerate and went on. But this jackfuck seems to do nothing but talk about himself in the smuggest fucking voice possible.’ Internally chuckling, he did consider for a moment if Zecora could heal him if he stabbed his ears to drown out the terrible noises this stallion could produce.

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Sitting back in the living room, Zakia sat comfortably on the couch while Bo was sitting more sternly on his large chair; all while Windy who had followed the two was lying comfortably by the zebra’s side, snuggling him. He couldn’t help but chuckle a little to himself at how hard it was to get her off his dicks when they finished. It was as if her holes were incapable of releasing herself from his twin cocks. From what the zebra could guess, this was another attempt by the stallion to recover his slowly shattering ego. It was delightful to see the crack not only form, but spread. A tough exterior, one that would take on numerous amounts of pressure, but once he started, it was only a matter of time before Bo’s pride would break like brittle glass. Still, Zakia maintained the facade of the afterglow one would have after such a long fuck session with a mare are lustful as Windy.

“Now then, I must say, you did amazing!” Bo chuckled, his voice rippling with enthusiasm, but Zakia could tell this was just a mask. “I mean I know my wife is the best, she knows how to really work a dick, and you lasted way longer than any other guy I’ve watched her play with.” Snickering a little, he seemed to puff out his chest a little. “Not as long as me, but you’re a good second.”

“Well, I wanted to impress you both. Show you I was worth Rainbow’s time.” Zakia explained, his face and words being parallels to his internal dialogue. ‘Second best my ass, you're just a fragile cuck protected by your own ego and an intense case of denial. This mare has been so exhausting, my dicks are sore. If I could I'd just 'remove' you but you got lucky and were Rainbow Dash's father or I'd be sure to make you drink a solvent that would destroy your vocal cords. At least with Windy I can shove my dick in her mouth, but I sure as fuck aint sticking my dick in you in any form." Keeping up his smile, he continued his external words. “And I do hope I was able to really give you both a show.”

“Oh you did, no doubt about that.” Bo commented, his eyes fixing more on Windy than Zakia. The way she lay at his sides, rather than be back at the bed like she would’ve been normally after such a session. It still weighed heavily on his mind as he tried to remind himself everything was fine. “But I will admit, it was interesting to see Windy behave like this today. I think I’ve never heard her moan quite like that before.”

“Oh? Oh!” Zakia exclaimed, his face still looking genuine and gentle. “Please don’t misunderstand me sir, I would never think to ruin anything you have between you and your wife.” Taking a hand, he gently rubbed along the side of her face, petting her tenderly. “I just figured since Rainbow is very competitive and enjoys showing off her skills, her parents would want to know she’s with a stallion who can keep up.”

“I see…yes, yes, that makes sense.” Bo said, giving out a sigh of relief. His ego was slowly healing, but Zakia could tell the seeds of doubt were still buried deep within. “Let…let me get something to drink, I believe a little celebration is in order.” Having only left for a few minutes, Zakia was left to his thoughts.

‘That went better than expected.’ Zakia thought, still stroking Windy’s face, though he was doing so as a master strokes a claimed whore. ‘Not fully broken, but I don’t think I need to break her in. She’s willing to fuck so readily, and has such control over so many in this city. She’s far more useful as is and if her daughter is involved she's far more obedient.’

“Here we go!” Bo exclaimed, giving out a hearty laugh as he handed a bottle of some strong smelling liquid to Zakia, while he put the rest of what was seen to be a couple six pack bottles beside his seat. “This is some of the finest Rain Ale in Cloudsdale.”

“Rain Ale?” Zakia asked, sniffing the bottle. It was clearly an alcohol of some kind, and a strong one by the odor. Thankfully, handling such spirits wasn’t going to be too difficult, especially not a single bottle. But the near dozen by Bo gave quite an impression. “I’ve never heard of it.”

“Well, here in Cloudsdale, we do brew some really strong spirits.” Bo explained, downing one bottle with ease. “We get grain imports from the surface of Equestria and distill it with purified rainwater. Hence why it’s called Rain Ale.”

“I see, well it’s not bad.” Zakia takes a sip. It was a much stronger ale than expected, closer to a lower quality brandy or rum, but still packed a punch to his tongue. “Pretty good.”

“Oh yeah, it’s good booze.” Bo said, letting out another laugh as he started chugging down the second bottle. After several long minutes of Zakia taking steady sips, while implying he was taking more in than in actuality, the stallion was slowly getting more and more drunk. “You know, you remind me a little of myself.”

“Really?” Zakia asked, taking another sip, but portrayed it as a gulp. “In what way?”

“The way you fuck my wife!” Bo said with a laugh, taking down another bottle, moving to the next, and drinking like the drowning fish. “I used to fuck her like that. You know I was quite the stud when I was your age. Ahh! The glory years! I was a Cloudsdale resident hero, you know!” Taking more and more liquor into his body, the stallion only seemed to be more and more talkative; much to Zakia’s poor ears. “I was a fucking legend around here! The best at everything! And man, I could fuck like no one had ever seen. Only my darling, sexy Windy could keep up.”

“If you don’t mind me asking.” Zakia asked, his tone still reflecting sincere interest, while he was ready to vomit internally. “Why isn’t that the case anymore?”

“Oh…oh…well…” Bo replied, downing another bottle before continuing. “Windy and I did a lot before Dashie was born.” Wiping his mouth, he cleaned another bottle, his words slowly slurring as he spoke on. “It was actually the night my little girl was conceived. Windy and I wanted to spice things up. So I took my personal cloud and-”

“Personal cloud?” Zakia asked, his interest actually being struck as he was forcing himself to listen on. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but what is that?”

“Oh yeah, you didn’t know.” Bo said, holding in a burb of his current bottle. “You see, despite what everyone else might think, clouds aren’t something we have in abundance here.” Zakia only looked out the window to the literal city made of clouds. “What I mean is, we use clouds for ground, buildings, and of course, the weather. So it’s not like we can just have our own clouds.” Taking a heavy gulp, he finished his bottle, grabbing his next. “That is, unless you're a legend like me. Cloudsdale gives a personal cloud to the pegasi who have shown to be the paragon of being the best of the best. So I have mine. And well, Dashie has her own too, I mean why wouldn’t she? But she keeps her at her home in Ponyville.”

“I see, I had no idea clouds could be used in such a way.” Zakia replied, rubbing his chin. ‘Curious. I had no clue they could be used like that. Something to consider for later.’ Clearing his throat, he gestured a hand to Bo. “But yes, please, continue your story.”

“Yeah, so I took my personal cloud, and stimulated it.” Bo said, his lips curled with excitement. “Getting it going, I was able to get some lightning going off. Using it, I had it supercharge my dick and it was so full of life, I was fucking Windy for hours!” As he continued, reaching this point in the story, his voice started becoming lower, more depressing. “When we were done, my dick went limp…and has stayed like that ever since.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” Zakia was still pretending to care, but even then, he could only imagine what it would be like to lose his erection in such a manner, but to Zakia and Siri culture in general, it was a fate worse than death in his opinion when looking back at how he lived. “It must…it must’ve been difficult to accept.”

“Yeah, well Windy became pregnant with our Dashie and so it was worth it…maybe…” Bo said, finishing his current bottle, he was starting to run out of alcohol and his voice was flooded with clear intoxication. “But I’ll always miss those times I had with my wife. I mean don’t get me wrong, I can eat that pussy like no one else, but without my dick working, I know Windy loves getting fucked.” Slowly and steadily, his tone was getting more and more down and meloncholy. “So eventually, with the love still strong but our lust gone, I let my wife get fucked by anyone she wants, and I can watch…that’s all I can be…a spectator.”

“Sounds terrible.” Zakia said, hearing the clear frustration Bo had as he used the word ‘Spectator’. “Isn’t there some cure to this affliction?”

“Windy had suggested we get it fixed magically, but there were other problems.” Bo explained, rubbing his temples as he was somehow managing to be hungover and drunk at the same time. “But it was way too expensive. Even if we were to spend all the bits we were getting ready for our Dashie’s future. And I love to fuck, just as much as my wife, but I love my little mare. I will never sell out my Dashie’s future just to have a big dick again!”

“I understand.” Zakia commented, just about finished with his drink. The liquor was strong, but he was working through it steadily. “Rainbow means a lot to me and what we do, so I can see where you’re coming from.”

“And that’s why I like you Zakia.” Bo exclaimed, now down to his last bottle of ale. “You remind me so much of me when I was younger, and damn can you fuck like I did. “But I’ll admit, it would be nice to be able to fuck Windy again. But not if it costs so much that it ruins her or my daughter.”

“I see, well I understand your feelings, I really do.” Zakia said, his mind racing with all manner of possibilities. This wasn’t the first time he had heard of such a magical process, but he did know they could be very expensive. “What if…what if I was able to help you?” Before Bo could reply, he raised his hand. “Please, hear me out.” Being silenced, a feat the zebra could call nothing short of a miracle. “I believe I have the means to help you regain the use of your dick, but there is still a cost. You would lose your masculinity.”

“What?!” Bo nearly fell from his seat, chest puffing out harder as he felt a flush of red run across his face. “I would lose…all this?” His hands gesture over his masculine, muscular body.

“In a way, yes.” Zakia explained, clearing his throat as he continued his explanation. “Oh don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to make you feel forced.” There was something else about Bo’s reaction that caught his sight. ‘I expected a louder, angrier reaction. What else are you hiding in your ego?’ Taking a breath, he continued. “This is something that is very life altering, so this would clearly be something you should discuss with your wife.” Rubbing her head he smiled a little. “After she wakes up, of course, she'll have a long and tiring experience.”

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