Flitter and Cloudchaser’s house
Ding dong!
“I’ll get it!” Cloudchaser yelled as she went downstairs to answer the door. Their house wasn’t big, but Flitter was rather occupied upstairs right now. Cloud happily hummed to herself as she opened the door. “Oh, hey At—”
Ataxia plunged her tongue right into Cloudchaser’s mouth; surprising the mare while simultaneously forcing her back up against the wall. With her back right hoof, Ataxia kicked the door closed behind them.
When they broke apart, both mares were panting and out of breath. “That offer still open?” Ataxia asked, smiling.
Cloudchaser held her nose up, almost as if she were about to say no. Then, at the last second, she lowered it and smiled. “Of course, we were hoping you’d show up.”
“And I got all night too,” Ataxia added. “Actually I got the rest of my life, my mom kicked me out.”
“Oh no, because of us?” Cloudchaser asked, worried.
Ataxia shook her head. “No, it’s been coming for a while now. Good bucking riddance if you ask me.”
Cloudchaser cocked her head. “You know, if you want you can stay here for a while; I’m sure Flitter wouldn’t mind as well, I know I don’t.”
“Really? That’d help me out a lot. I should only need like two or three days, tops.”
“It’s fine.” The pegasus smiled gently. “Oh, this is going to be fun! We’ve got so much to teach you!”
“Can’t wait,” Ataxia added as she watched the pegasus climb the steps.
Cloudchaser turned around and winked. “You coming?”
“I have a feeling I will, quite a few times.”
“You can bet your sweet flank on that one,” the pegasus said, keeping her smile in tact as she rounded the corner.
Ataxia grinned and chased after her. As she rounded the bend and went up the second flight of stairs, she heard Cloudchaser call out, “Flitter, Ataxia made it!”
“Really? Be out in a sec!” the mare shouted from the bathroom.
Ataxia smiled as she had the mental image of Flitter with her wet coat and mane walking out of the bathroom. She liked that thought, a lot. Quickly, Ataxia followed Cloudchaser to a room at the end of the hallway, which turned out to be an enormous bedroom with a giant cloud-bed centered in it in the shape of a heart.
Ataxia looked worried at it. “That’s a cloud-bed, I thought those were only for pegasi.”
“Oh, trust me, you’ll be able to use it just fine.” Cloudchaser grinned. “A few small spells from a friend enchanted it, so even earth ponies and unicorns can use it.”
“Don’t get me wrong, but why?”
“Flitter has a job as a foalsitter. A few times she’s had to bring the little tikes over here. Some of them had nightmares and while one those nights she’d simply sleep in the spare bed room, that got… tiresome for me. So we decided to ask for help from a friend instead of simply replacing our bed with a normal one; our friend enchanted the bed to be usable by all different types of ponies. And from then on when the little tikes had nightmares, they’d just sleep with us in our bed.”
“With you?” Ataxia asked with a raised eyebrow.
Cloudchaser laughed. “Not like that!”
“Just had to make sure.”
Flitter walked out from the shower mostly dry, save for her mane that was currently wrapped in a towel. Ataxia grinned and teleported the towel away. “Hey!” Flitter said.
Ataxia walked up and kissed her on the lips. “What can I say, you look positively sexy like that.”
Flitter smiled when Ataxia pulled back. “Cloudy, I thought you said Ataxia was here. Who is this strange, take-charge mare in our bedroom?”
“Get used to it. She’ll be staying with us for the next few days.”
Flitter grinned. “Really? I might just have to take a few days off work then.”
“You can bet your sweet flank on that one,” Ataxia said with a smile. “What shall we do first? Eat out Cloud again, or can I try your sweet box this time?”
“Oh she’s adorable. But tonight we’re not in a small restroom stall. Tonight, we’ve got… options.”
“O-options?” Ataxia asked, confused and a little excited at what those options might be.
“How’d you like to be bucked raw?” Cloudchaser asked with a seductress’s voice.
“But you, I mean, are we going to invite someone over or something?” Ataxia asked, her eyes glaring down between Cloudchaser’s hind legs—just to make sure.
“There’s the Ataxia I remember,” Flitter said with a smile.
“Hey, shut up!” Ataxia shouted.
Flitter chuckled as she walked back into the closet and their box of special toys.
Cloudchaser chuckled as well, she lightly placed a hoof on Ataxia’s muzzle. “No, we’re not going to invite anyone else over, after all, we want you all to ourselves. And while, yes, we don’t have penises, that doesn’t mean we need one.”
“So, I uhh…”
“We have these,” Flitter said as she brought out a box held in her wings. She placed it on the bed and opened it for the young mare to peer inside.
Ataxia looked on in undisguised interest. “Fake cocks?”
“Exactly,” Cloudchaser replied as she pulled out one and started to slide the straps over her hind legs. “Me and my sister use them all the time, they feel amazing.”
“Why not just… I don’t know… get a stallion or something?”
Flitter chuckled. “Stallions are more of a one-and-done type thing. They almost always blow their load too early and then need time to recover. Heck, even if you do give them time, they’ll cum too early again anyway.”
“This way we get a stallion's fun, but with a mare’s endurance,” Cloudchaser added.
“So you two just stay with mares?” Ataxia asked.
“Well, normally it’s just each other,” Cloudchaser replied as she kissed Flitter on the side of the muzzle. “But when we do invite a lucky pony to join us, it’s generally a cute little mare like yourself. That’s not to say we’ve never invited a lucky stallion over though.”
Flitter blushed as she remembered the last one.
“You do both?” Ataxia asked, unsure how to take it.
“It depends. It’s one thing to be fucked by a fake-cock, but another thing to have the real one every now and again. Especially while in heat.,” Cloudchaser said. “I personally dislike stallions, but they have a use for at least one thing.”
Ataxia blushed. “Well, I can’t say that I dislike stallions. I… I’ve never really had anything with them since you two were my first.”
“Trust us. Stallions mostly think and act with their dicks. You’ll understand one of these days,” Flitter added. Unlike her sister, Flitter liked everyone, but she definitely preferred mares.
Cloudchaser grasped the straps Flitter was fitting on herself and pulled with her muzzle, making sure that they were good and tight. Once they were she looked at both of their accessories. “But that’s for you to decide for yourself, Ataxia. Some like stallions, some like mares, some even like both.”
“Hmm…”
Flitter chuckled. “Although I have a feeling we’re going to ruin her for stallions everywhere after tonight.”
“You’ve said that before,” Ataxia replied with a grin.
“And it’s still true,” Cloudchaser said as she walked over to Ataxia and lightly started to rub her coat.
Ataxia cooed as she felt the contact press against her coat; however, her eyes never left the dangling appendage between Cloudchaser’s legs. She didn’t know why, but she started to lick her lips at just the sight of it.
It wasn’t the first cock she had ever seen, a consequence of living in a clothless society, but seeing it on a mare, turned her on a level she hadn’t even known existed before. She wanted to touch her, to feel her, to simply devour her.
Ataxia didn’t know why, but as Cloudchaser touched her, she said, “I want you.”
Cloudchaser grinned as she pulled back, just to latch her lips on Ataxia’s. Flitter joined in as well, serving small licks, nips, and bites on the young mare's neck. One of those bites bit down hard. Ataxia expected to be pissed but yet she wasn’t. The bite undoubtedly hurt, but it was positive pain.
Cloudchaser’s tongue didn’t ask permission, didn’t hint at her actions, it simply dived right into Ataxia’s mouth, almost like it belonged. Ataxia let it; she welcomed it with all the affection of a lost lover coming home after a year being apart.
As Flitter worked over the mare’s neck, Cloudchaser worked over her mouth. She licked, tasted, and massaged every inch of the mare she could reach. Soon, even that became too little and Ataxia felt the mare’s right hoof reach up and start to rub the sides of her flank, playing with it, massaging it, and teasing it.
All too soon for her liking, Ataxia felt Cloudchaser pull away; a small bead of saliva connecting their muzzles as they did so. “Show me,” Ataxia mouthed. “Show me everything.”
“Everything?” Flitter asked, just for clarification.
“Everything.”
“I think we can manage that,” Cloudchaser said as she nodded with her muzzle to the bed.
For the first time in her life, Ataxia found herself eager to learn something new. She grinned and did just as she was asked. She jumped up on the twins’ cloud-bed, noting—with some shock—just how comfortable it was. The magic kept the clouds in the shape of a heart, and—as an added feature—it kept it temperature controlled as well.
Ataxia laid down on her belly and made a show of moving her tail out of the way. Cloudchaser turned and grinned at Flitter, who was smiling like a filly who just got her first pink bow.
“Well, sister. She demanded everything. What do you suggest first?” Cloudchaser asked.
“I call dibs on her muzzle, you can have her flank,” Flitter said seductively before leaping on the bed and Ataxia.
Cloudchaser smiled as she watched the two roll over each other, with Flitter ending up on top as they engaged in kisses and licks. “You always did love kissing,” Cloud said to herself as she walked over to the edge of the bed.
Of course this gives me two hot flanks to stare at, Cloudchaser thought, grinning.
It was a horrible problem to have; however, Cloudchaser didn’t let it get her down. Her eyes took in the dual marehoods of her sister and the young mare at the same time. Even obscured by the straps, Cloudchaser could tell her sister was already wet, but that had never been a problem for Flitter. Although, she swore she could make out a small shine over Ataxia’s as well.
A quick lick over Ataxia’s marehood removed all doubt. The mare was a quick learner, or at least her body was anyway. With a grin she dove back in.
The actions of Cloudchaser caused Ataxia to hooves-down lose the tongue war she and Flitter were in. Not that she really had a chance to begin with, but once her brain took in the first signals of Cloudchaser’s touch, it went from a battle to a massacre.
The young mare released moan after moan right into Flitter’s mouth. Flitter enjoyed each and every one of them, almost like they were the sweetest music she had ever heard in her life, playing just for her.
Though, in the end, she did relent. Flitter pulled her mouth off and watched as Ataxia arched her neck, showing off the fresh bite mark Flitter had given her moments before. The young mare opened her eyes as soon as she realized that they were no longer kissing. The confusion was plain on her face even as she kept enjoying Cloud’s ministrations.
Flitter stood up, removing her weight from Ataxia. The mare’s eyes went right to the accessory that was dangling between them, Flitter’s faux cock was resting on Ataxia’s stomach.
They both knew what would happen next. Flitter started to walk forward, bringing the plastic stallionhood up to Ataxia's muzzle. The mare looked straight at it and sniffed. It smelt like the sisters, but that was to be expected, after all, she was under no illusions that these toys weren’t well-used.
Reaching out with her muzzle, Ataxia licked the tip. It tasted like… plastic and the small after-taste of a marehood. She took the very tip of it into her mouth, latching upon it with her lips and softly pulling back.
The taste increased in her mouth. It had just the smallest aftertaste of honey. Enough for her to want more and more; Ataxia knew she’d never be satisfied regardless of how much she got. As it popped out of her mouth, Flitter looked down and chuckled. “Treat it like a lollipop, lick, suckle, roll it over your tongue, and play with it, just don’t use your teeth.”
“But you’re not feeling any of this?”
Cloudchaser took this one. “True, she’s not, but consider this practice if you ever do get with a stallion. The only difference will be they’ll shoot cum into your mouth.”
Ataxia couldn’t deny that ‘that’ sounded rather interesting. Briefly, she considered seeing if she could make that happen with Flitter anyway, her magic always being her go-to for making strange and weird stuff happen that wasn’t supposed to happen. In the end, she decided against it.
Truth was, she could make just about anything happen, but it normally took Twilight to change it back, and she didn’t want her two new friends to be mad at her for doing something she couldn’t personally undo. Even if she had the slight feeling that the siblings would thank her afterwards for the experience.
Ataxia slowly licked over the object in her mouth, taking generous care of it while trying to keep her teeth off it. As soon as she was slightly familiar with the feeling, she could feel Flitter slowly pushing it in deeper; bucking like a stallion would, just a lot more carefully.
“When you get past the ring around it, open your throat like you’re swallowing, if you want to try and get it deeper into your mouth that is,” Flitter stated.
Cloudchaser stopped her actions on Ataxia’s pussy at this part. She was more than a little curious on how Ataxia would do at deep throating for her first time.
Ataxia didn’t reply; instead, she merely tried to do exactly what Flitter told her. She felt the medical ring of the fake cock hit her lips and opened her muzzle wider to accommodate the extra girth of the plastic toy.
The head quickly pushed at the back of her throat, almost causing her to gag—almost. She fought back that instinct and started to fake swallow.
Flitter chuckled as she pushed forward even more. Not rapidly, just enough to help Ataxia along. “Breathe through your nose.”
Ataxia followed Flitter’s advice to a tee. That alone was strange for the mare, she never listened to anyone. Yet, with these two, they weren’t lecturing her, telling her what she was doing wrong; rather, they were trying to help her, to teach her something that would definitely be useful later on.
Cloudchaser’s eyes went wide as she saw Ataxia take the cock like a pro. The mare’s muzzle bottomed out on Flitter’s groin and slowly pulled back, only to stop halfway out and move back again. Cloud could see a small bulge appear in Ataxia’s throat every time she push it all the way in, the sign of the cock entering her esophagus.
“She’s a natural,” Cloudchaser said to her sister.
Flitter found herself enjoying it as well. Not the actual BJ, as there was nothing for her to feel after all. But the act itself was pleasurable to her. As she kept her eyes down upon the mare’s head, she found herself bucking her hips in time with Ataxia’s head movements, pulling out for her, pushing in with her.
Cloudchaser was snapped out of the view as she noticed Ataxia’s hoof start to work it’s way down to her marehood, frantically seeking to rub herself off as the faux cock mouthfucked her. Cloud nudge the hoof out of the way and moved up on the bed, her front hooves moving up to Ataxia’s sides, her muzzle coming within inches of her sister’s marehood, and her own toy lining up with Ataxia’s slit.
Cloudchaser smiled seductively as she pushed gently against Ataxia’s marehood. There was a small secret about her toy, something only she and Flitter knew. While Flitter’s was just a normal plastic toy, hers was enchanted, bringing the feeling to the one wearing it as well as additional feelings to the mare it was in. Another bonus was the release, or as Flitter always called it, the magic-shot down her pussy. Cloudchaser knew that Ataxia would enjoy it as well.
The sister waited until Ataxia had her sister’s strapon out of her throat before pushing in. Ataxia and she both felt the head enter the un-penetrated pussy. Ataxia’s eyes went wide as she felt it, a small spike of pain penetrating her to the core at the sudden entrance.
However, Cloudchaser’s ministrations had been thorough, very thorough. The mare was more than lubed up and soon the pain was forgotten. Ataxia arched her neck ever so slightly as she felt her pussy spread more and more to accommodate the penetration.
Cloudchaser felt like she was in seventh heaven as well. This toy… this miracle, it had been expensive, so much so that the sisters had to save up for it and could only afford the one; however, the bits were well spent.
She felt herself penetrate a mare that, until that moment, had only known a tongue or a hoof’s touch. She felt the warmth, the wetness, and the welcoming nature of Ataxia’s pussy spreading itself to welcome this new addition with open lips.
Ataxia lost herself to the feeling; it was a feeling of an emptiness she had never truly known—it was being filled for the first time in her life. It was like she had been missing something her entire life and only now even realized that it was missing.
Her eyes looked down her body, past the dangling cock still in front of her muzzle, to the connection of the other sister and her. She gasped as she saw how little had actually been placed in her, and how much more there still was to go.
Her own desires cause her to start to suckle on the cock in front of her face all over again. Ataxia wanted—no—needed to be penetrated at both ends. It felt amazing, cool, radical, and awesome all at the same time. She caught herself at the quick thought at how it would feel to have all her holes stuffed. That aroused her to no ends.
Flitter wasn’t let off easy either, as Cloudchaser pushed forward into the young mare, the sight of her sister's dripping marehood was simply too much to ignore. She leaned her head forward and started to lick around the straps of her sister’s toy. Flitter’s eyes shot wide as she felt it, then she smiled. Cloudy’s tongue never failed to stimulate her in all the right ways.
When the medial ring of Cloudchaser’s toy forced itself into Ataxia, her back arched and the strapon popped out of her mouth as she let out a moan of pleasure. Her neck fully extended itself, Flitter’s strapon forgotten as Ataxia simply enjoyed the feeling of the toy enter her inch by inch.
Her eyes open to see Flitter staring down at her, a loving smile on her face. “Enjoying yourself?”
Ataxia couldn’t speak, not right now, she simply felt too good. The mare’s only reaction was to nod, eagerly.
“Cloudy, mind switching toys later? I want to feel that mouth,” Flitter asked gently.
“Sure, just let me finish this,” Cloudchaser grunted and moaned as she slowly pulled out and served up Ataxia another thrust.
Ataxia’s eyes went wide as she felt Cloudchaser start to pick up speed. The first time, when Cloudchaser first entered her, it had been slow, careful, drawing out every single inch, feeling, and moment. Yet, after she completed that first push, Cloudchaser picked up speed, she pulled out at twice the speed she went in, and then pushed in.
Ataxia had never been more grateful in her life. Her body went from excitement of being full, to being disappointed at being empty, and then back to excitement at being full. Every time Cloud pulled out, it left her empty, disappointed. Every time Cloud pushed back in, it was that excitement all over again.
Flitter pushed back against her sister’s muzzle, despite her having intercourse with a mare for her first time, Cloudchaser was more than experienced enough to pleasure her sister at the same time. Her tongue and lips made short work in spreading Flitter’s outer lips, but she didn’t pull the straps out of the way, rather, she simply let them spread Flitter’s lips for her, causing a small amount of pain and pleasure to shoot through Flitter simultaneously.
Ataxia’s hooves moved down to her lower stomach as she felt her orgasm nearing. It was quicker than last night, but it also felt like it was going to be a lot more intense. She pressed her hooves against her stomach, feeling the relentless, unmerciful plastic inside of her, moving in and out of her faster than she ever thought possible.
Cloudchaser felt Ataxia’s orgasm coming, felt it tighten the mare’s pussy, trying to milk her. She increased her speed. The toy made her feel incredible as well, and, soon, she started to hammer into Ataxia, moaning and screaming along with the young mare.
Ataxia gasped and her eyes went wide as soon as she felt the plastic pulsate and bulge inside of her pussy, it happened just before something shot deep into her, quickly filling her pussy to the brim. Before she could even ask, Flitter quickly moved in with a kiss, seeing the mare’s fear and uncertainty.
Even as she felt the third, fourth, and fifth load shoot inside of her, Ataxia lost herself in that kiss. Her orgasm extended itself well beyond what playing with herself had ever achieved; and she hoped it would go on, forever. Had she had time to think, had she had the wherewithal to think, she might have considered that whatever liquid was shooting up inside of her, might be extending it, but thinking and Ataxia were not good friends, even on a good day.
Although, today was fast approaching a good day in her book, or at least a good night anyway.
The mare’s awareness that something had changed came when she felt the rather disappointing feeling of the strapon leaving her. She laid her head back, feeling the kiss break between her and Flitter as the sister got off her and stepped to the side. With her hooves, she moved them up to her stomach, feeling a sizable lump from the sheer amount of liquid that the wonderful toy shot up inside of her.
Cloudchaser laughed as she saw Ataxia’s hooves rub her distended stomach. “It’s a magical liquid that extends orgasms but it does fade away after a few minutes, enjoy it while you can. I know from experience that it feels amazing.”
“Wait until you see how it tastes,” Flitter replied, resisting the urge to clean the toy off herself.
Ataxia looked up as Flitter changed toys with her sister, attaching that wonderful, magical, strapon to her straps. “You going to shoot that down my throat?” she asked seductively, hoping for what was about to come.
“Don’t worry, the enchantment doesn’t fade off, it’ll fill you the same in the front as in your back,” Flitter said.
Ataxia rolled over, feeling her pussy complain ever so slightly, but she wanted to try a new position for this. Flitter smiled as she saw the mare roll on her rather full stomach and face her, her mouth practically wide open in anticipation for what was to come.
“Think you can shoot off before the liquid in her pussy fades away, sister?” Cloudchaser asked, smiling.
Flitter grinned. “A combined feeling? I think I can manage that, she’ll love it for sure!”
Cloudchaser watched as Flitter quickly checked the attachment and stepped up to the mare’s muzzle. This time there was no hesitation, no delay, no nothing. All three mares knew they were on a time limit and were fighting to beat the clock.
Ataxia took the strapon all the way in on the first go, her throat filling up with the flared head in the first pass.
Flitter’s eyes went wide as this time, she felt everything the young mare’s throat had to offer. Cloudchaser was right, she was a natural at this. The sister took charge though: She pulled and pushed, treating Ataxia’s mouth just as a stallion might a mare’s pussy.
Cloudchaser wasn’t just going to sit back and do nothing though; her eyes trailed down the purple mare's coat to the liquid that was dripping out of her marehood. Her sister had been right, it did taste delicious; but especially so when it was mixed with a mare’s sweet, sweet juices.
This time, when Ataxia felt the tongue upon her marehood, she didn’t bat an eye. Her senses were overloaded by the pleasure still radiating in her pussy and the taste of Flitter fucking her throat. She was fully relaxed, letting the two sisters work her over from both ends at the same time and loving every second of it.
Flitter grunted in pleasure as she fucked Ataxia’s mouth like a stallion. This time it was not with a normal piece of plastic, rather with a magical attachment that let her enjoy the sensations of the mare’s virgin throat.
Her hips started to thrust more and more, all on their own. She moved like a mare possessed, her eyes glued shut, her own orgasm quickly approaching. She simply wanted to pump the mare—at that moment, her mare—full, letting loose rope after rope down her throat and into her stomach.
Ataxia felt herself force-fed the liquid right into her throat. Had Flitter pulled out even slightly, it would have triggered the mare’s gag reflex; as it was, Flitter hilted herself into the mare when the attachment went off.
Ataxia just took it all and more, feeling her belly quickly fill with the tasty, tasty liquid as she swallowed everything. The additional liquid in her stomach, combined with the pleasure she was getting from Cloudchaser, caused her to cum for the second time that night. She felt her chest vibrate as she cooed, a sound that had no chance of making past the phallus in her mouth, but one she couldn’t stop her body from releasing anyway.
Cloudchaser was momentarily taken aback when a small amount of juices shot out into her mouth. She smiled as she realized that Ataxia had just squirted for the first time in her life, even if it may not have been all her. With a grin, she latched her lips on the young mare’s marehood and kept slurping up as much as she could; not that she was worried about making a mess, but because she didn’t want an ounce of it to go to waste.
Ataxia wasn’t even aware when Flitter pulled out. A good amount of the juices the toy shot off where dribbling out of her muzzle when she did so. With a smile, the sister started to clean Ataxia up the best way she knew how: with her tongue.
After the seventh lick, Ataxia almost caught Flitter’s tongue in her mouth. They both grinned and the lick became a long, drawn-out kiss as Ataxia’s lower stomach deflated from the evaporation of the juices Cloudchaser had deposited in her pussy.
Cloudchaser stood up. “So, how was it?”
Ataxia broke the kiss, panting, sweating, and smiling like a maniac. “That was amazing.”
“It sounds like you think we’re done,” Flitter said.
The young mare’s eyes went wide at that—but she didn’t deny that she was eager for more. No matter how exhausted her body already felt, her mind was more than willing. “W-what are we going to do next?” Ataxia asked, a little scared and excited all at the same time.
“Well, you are a unicorn,” Flitter said.
“And we are pegasi, how about we teach you the advantages that come with each race in turn?”
Ataxia cocked her head in confusion. “Sounds like fun, but I’m not so sure what you’re getting at.”
Cloudchaser giggled and lightly tapped on Ataxia’s horn with her wing, smiling seductively. That little clue queued Ataxia in on exactly what they were talking about. “You want to—”
“Let me ask, have you ever hit your horn on something?” Flitter asked.
“Well, yeah.”
“And it hurt, a lot?”
“Yeah, so?”
Cloudchaser lower her head to Ataxia’s ears and whispered the next part. “It’s because horns are… sensitive.”
“Ooooh.” Ataxia smiled, eager to get started.
“First,” Cloudchaser said, “we have to get it well lubricated. I think I could use some help, Flitter.”
Ataxia watched, wide-eyed as Flitter sauntered closer to her. Cloudchaser was on her left, close enough to kiss. Flitter came up to her right, and together, they both moved their muzzles up to the top of her head.
Ataxia was nervous, scared, afraid, excited, and apprehensive all at the same time. However, that all changed when she felt the mares’ tongues touch her horn.
The sisters moved in unison, when one licked out the other followed suit; their tongues traveling from the base of Ataxia’s horn all the way up to the tip, many times over. Ataxia’s tongue fell out of her locked-open muzzle. She couldn’t think, and she couldn’t control herself; the sensation, the feelings, they were all-consuming in her mind. Every single touch of their tongues was ecstasy, every pass was like the second greatest sensation she had ever known in her life; a list that was updating fast tonight.
In the end, it was Flitter that pulled ahead of her sister, bogarting Cloudchaser out of the way, Flitter wrapped her lips over the tip of Ataxia’s horn and started to suckle. “You never did like to share horns,” Cloudchaser said with a smile.
“Mmhmm, mhh,” Flitter mumbled as she started to suckle the horn as one might a sweet pop.
Cloudchaser pulled back as her sister’s muzzle took more and more of the horn into it. She had a faux hurt look on her face, but it was just for show. In truth, she loved watching her sister work over a horn. There was something about it that was exciting to the mare.
When Flitter pulled all the way off, the horn left her lips with a loud popping noise echoing through the small room. Cloudchaser whistled as there was a noticeable shine to the purple horn, a little leftover from Flitter’s saliva. A shine that indicated it was more than ready for what was to come next.
“T-that wa-as amazing,” Ataxia stammered as she tried to pick her muzzle up from the bed. “I-I mean, yeah the sex was better, but damn…”
Flitter and Cloud looked at each other and giggled. “Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet.” Cloudchaser replied.
Ataxia wanted to ask what about to come but as soon as Cloudchaser propped herself up, her marehood at a good angle, she gulped and knew it. Her tail started swishing back and forth with excitement.
“I-I just…”
Flitter nodded.
Ataxia got to her hooves and moved over to Cloudchaser, gone was the apprehensiveness, the nervousness, it was all simply replaced by excitement. Everything these girls had done with her felt amazing, and she knew, without a shadow of a doubt, there was still so much they could do together. She wanted that, this, and more; she wanted to know everything.
However, standing up on a cloud bed and trying to lower your horn into a mare’s pussy while still under the effects of your own orgasm proved to be a bit of a challenge. As Ataxia laid down between Cloudchaser’s hind legs and tried to hornfuck the mare, she ended up poking her three different times.
“Oww,” Cloudchaser said on the third time.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t me—”
“She’s cute when she gets flustered.” Flitter giggled as she walked over. “Relax, sex is only fun if everyone’s having a good time. You might say and do something stupid during it, but as long as you can laugh it off, it’s not a big deal.”
Ataxia looked back at the mare that was walking up to give her a hoof. “Really?”
“Yes, really, don’t be uptight about it, just enjoy it and let whatever happens, happen.”
As Ataxia positioned her horn again, Flitter helped guide it to her sister’s entrance. “You could’ve done this yourself, Cloud.”
“What? And ruin the opportunity to get both of you between my legs?”
“Sometimes I wonder if I’m your sister or your sex-slave,” Flitter playfully mocked.
Cloudchaser winked. “Maybe both?”
Flitter blew her a kiss as Ataxia pressed inward. Not even Cloud’s expertise could fight off this feeling. She cocked her head back and cooed, loudly as the magical horn pushed into her waiting marehood.
Ataxia felt amazing, her own sensations were bombarded with warmth, wetness, and pleasure. Pure and unadulterated pleasure coursed from her horn directly into her brain. This had the obvious effect of her wanting more, both on her horn and between her hind legs.
Flitter watched as the mare kept pushing into her sister, more and more of her horn disappeared into Cloudchaser’s accepting pussy, causing them both to coo out in delight as they enjoyed the moment. However, something else caught Flitter’s attention as well. She looked down to see Ataxia’s hoof raise to her marehood as the young mare sought even more relief.
This was something Flitter could help her with, so she moved to Ataxia’s back and lined up with her, the magical fake stallionhood still around her waist. Ataxia didn’t even have time to adjust as Flitter slapped her hoof out of the way and pushed in.
Ataxia yelped as she was suddenly filled with the stallionhood, making Cloudchaser’s eyes widen as she took the rest of the mare’s horn all in one go. Flitter’s bucking causing Ataxia to go all the way in.
Nopony said anything though as they quickly adjusted to these new feelings and sensations, with Ataxia laying her hooves on the bed and letting Flitter’s ministrations dictate the pace. She quickly matched the rhythm, rocking her own body back and forth, in and out of Cloudchaser in time with Flitter’s bucking.
If Flitter had thought Ataxia’s mouth felt amazing, it had nothing on the mare’s pussy. Ataxia was an engine that had been left on, it was running full steam, and hot, very hot. That warmth—that momentum—carried over to Flitter thanks to the magical attachment between her legs.
All of them enjoyed themselves, but none more so than Ataxia. She felt herself used and be used; she felt her body tighten up and release as Flitter bucked into her, she felt Cloudchaser’s pussy tighten upon her horn, her own sensations amplified to extremes by the sister’s dual actions.
Ataxia came. She felt her body tense up and the overwhelming pleasure wash over her, starting from both her pussy and her head then working through her entire body. But, if she had expected that would be the end of it, she was in for a world of surprise.
Flitter didn’t stop; if anything, when Ataxia’s walls clamped down upon her toy, she powered through it, continuing to fuck the mare with the toy.
Ataxia’s hooves went limp, her muscle control lost to the feelings coursing through her body. She moaned in pure pleasure as Flitter continued to fuck her—as her horn continued to piston in and out of Cloudchaser. She felt the pressure building up again and again as the two sisters introduced the young mare to a concept that had been foreign to her up to that point: multiple orgasms.
When her fourth hit, she didn’t know it if would ever end. Her entire body was a sea of pleasure, a tidal wave of nothing but bliss; however, the ending was much sooner than she expected as Flitter had hit the end of her endurance. In one pull, Flitter pulled as far out as she dared and then hilted herself in one go. Her actions caused her own body to be overcome with pleasure and the attachment to spurt out another deposit right into Ataxia’s waiting, dripping, and needing pussy.
The mare’s fourth orgasm rolled over to her fifth. Ataxia cried out with energy she didn’t know she had as Flitter lightly bit her ear to hold back her own cry of pleasure. The mare had gone stiff, holding herself as deep into Ataxia as she could while her body enjoyed this new feeling.
When she felt the seventh deposit made right into Ataxia’s marehood, some already starting to drip out and some no doubt finding its way to her womb, Flitter pulled out.
Ataxia didn’t want to let her go, her own body clasped down upon the toy and caused Flitter to drag her a few inches before she was all the way out.
“That… now that was amazing,” Cloudchaser said, looking down at the mare’s soaked blue mane and horn, and her own well-fucked pussy. The sister had lost track of the number of times she came.
“You’re telling me, but I think we broke her,” Flitter said with a laugh as she sat down on her flank and admired the attachment sticking up at her muzzle, coated with layer upon layer of Ataxia’s mare-cum and the juices it had shot out.
“B-buck no, I-I’m not,” Ataxia replied, shocking both sisters at still being able to talk.
“Hmm, then I’m sure you’re ready for the best part of pegasi sex; their wings,” Cloudchaser cooed gently.
“Sis, we don’t want to push her,” Flitter said.
“She asked for everything,” Cloudchaser said.
“I want your wings!” Ataxia growled, looking at the sisters, but a bit unsure on her hooves as she tried to get up.
“Well then, roll on your back,” Cloudchaser said.
Ataxia looked at her with a smile of excitement and thankfulness at not having to get to her hooves. She’d never admit it, but she was exhausted from all that. However that didn’t mean she wanted tonight to end. She wanted to go until she passed the fuck out.
Something she was sure to get this night.
As soon as Ataxia was displayed on her back, Cloudchaser walked closer, her wings ruffling eagerly. “The first, most important thing is that wings are nothing more than many different feathers supported by nerves and wing muscles. That makes them the perfect toy for overwhelming pleasure. They can reach deep into you and please spots a tongue, cock, or horn could never hope to reach.”
Had it been any other time, any other place, or any other lecture, Ataxia would’ve been asleep already. She didn’t have wings, and she was never going to have wings, so a lecture about wings would have bored her to tears before it even started. Now? Now Cloudchaser’s words enraptured her in a way no teacher had ever been able to do in her life.
Seeing the nod of understanding, Cloudchaser turned to her sister. “Flitter, would you like to do the honors and start us off?”
Ataxia gasped as Flitter smiled and unfolded both her wings to their full span. It was an impressive sight, and a beautiful one as well. She wanted those beautiful wings, and she wanted them right now.
Cloudchaser grinned and laid down next to Ataxia, presenting her own marehood as well.
“What are you doing?” Ataxia asked.
“She’s got two wings,” Cloud replied with a grin.
Flitter loved the view of Ataxia and her sister’s folds in front of her. Each of them wanted her touch, wanting to be filled by her. She was in no mood to delay her touch it and brought her wings closer, slowly closing the distance to her lovers’ eagerly awaiting marehoods.
Ataxia closed her eyes and turned away, choosing to feel this moment as opposed to watching it. What she felt exceeded her expectations and failed to meet them all at the same time. Hooves had been forceful, more about pushing against yourself to force the feelings out. Tongues, well, those were about stimulating emotions—somewhat forceful, somewhat teasing. The strapon, which was all about taking, forcing the way past your lover’s defenses, making them adjust to you.
Feathers: they were nothing but stimulation, teasing a possible touch, satisfying you, and making you want more all at the same time.
Flitter’s feathers teased both mares at the same time. The very tips of each wing ran small circles around the mares’ labia. They’d lightly pass over the outer lips just enough to cause the lips to almost wink before pulling back. Flitter grinned as she repeated this process over and over.
If there was one downside, both pussies were well fucked now, as such they were more than wet. However, even that came with an upside as after every third or fourth pass, Flitter brought the wing tip to her muzzle to lick it clean of their juices.
Soon, Flitter was sick of teasing. She slowly placed her primaries between the mares’ labia. As soon as she was sure that both mares were ready, she pushed in, giving Cloudchaser the feeling she loved, and Ataxia a completely new one to feast upon.
“How… what…?” Ataxia moaned as she felt what were basically a thousand little tickles on her innermost walls.
“Feathers… mmhmm… they’re naturally resistant to being wet, letting pegasi fly in the rain, well… ahh… they serve as great little teasers in bed as well,” Cloudchaser answered.
“And they’re Cloudy’s favorite,” Flitter said with a grin.
Ataxia had a feeling that ‘that’ was either because it’s what her sister had, or because Flitter was just so bucking good at it. She suspected it might be both though, especially as at that moment, Flitter’s wing found her g-spot. “Oh my Celestia, what was that‽” Ataxia cooed.
“Found her spot already?” Cloudchaser asked.
“Spot?” Ataxia asked.
“Your g-spot, it’s like a clit in your pussy. And yes, I now know where it is on both of you.”
“Really? Because I don’t—” Cloud started, just to let her sentence end in at a high pitched moan when Flitter’s wing rocked forward into her.
Flitter winked teasingly, then said, “C’mon Cloudy, I’d never forget where yours is.”
“D-d-do that again,” Cloudchaser stammered with a smile.
“With pleasure.” At that, she started to stimulate both mares at the same time. First Cloud, who she loved to see wiggle at the end of her wings, and then Ataxia, who—notwithstanding it being only her second time having sex with another pony—was quickly becoming a pro. Both mares cooed and almost jumped as she wiggled her wings back and forth between them. Ataxia would release the cutest coos and moans when she’d hit those high notes, but nothing beat seeing the look of pleasure of Cloudchaser’s face when Flitter stimulated her just right.
After another high note, Ataxia found herself grabbing Cloudchaser’s right hoof with her left; the contact was strange—considering she had fucked and been fucked by both mares, several times now. But this was the first time she had simply held one of their hooves. She looked to her left at the sister.
Cloudchaser was looking right back at her, a kind smile upon her face. Ataxia’s muzzle duplicated that smile, and she suddenly found herself apprehensive again as Cloudchaser started to move closer to her.
It wasn’t her whole body, just her muzzle and upper torso, after all, right this second, she had her sister’s wing halfway in her pussy. Ataxia moved closer to Cloudchaser, meeting the mare halfway as the two kissed again.
This time it wasn’t about control, or dominance, or any of that. They met in the middle, almost as equals as their mouths opened and their tongues danced with each other one more time.
While Cloud’s intention had just been to kiss her, she found she couldn’t help herself. Cloudchaser used that moment to teach Ataxia an age-old rule of warfare: it’s not the enemy you see that gets you, it’s the one you don’t.
While their mouths were busy, Cloudchaser’s wing wrapped around and started to play with Ataxia’s clit.
It was enough, way more than enough to drive Ataxia powerfully over the edge. Her pussy clamped down upon Flitter’s wing, seeking to milk a cock that wasn’t there. Ataxia cooed in pure pleasure as she came once more that night.
Cloudchaser rolled with Ataxia’s orgasm, her mouth never leaving the mare’s, and her wings never stopped. Even as Ataxia’s strength left her and the mare was forced to lie back down, Cloudchaser simply followed her, never breaking the kiss.
Flitter pulled her feathers out of both mares at the same time. There was a noticeable sigh of disappointment from both of them, but they had done more than enough for tonight. Besides, Ataxia would be living with them for the next few days. As such, they had more than sufficient time to play together.
After several minutes, Cloudchaser broke the kiss. She moved her body to lie on Ataxia’s left side. Cloud watched with a smile as Flitter crawled up and laid on Ataxia’s right. Ataxia was panting, but, somehow, still awake. Her most defining feature right now—other than smelling from horn to hoof like sex—was the huge bucking smile she had on her muzzle.
“So, did you have fun?” Flitter asked.
“Buck yes,” Ataxia replied.
Cloudchaser kissed her on the side of the muzzle and laid her head down upon the mare’s chest. “Good to hear, because we’ve just started your lessons.”
Ataxia smiled weakly. “I think I can get used to these lessons.”
All three chuckled as Flitter reached up to turn the light off. It was the perfect start of a great couple of days as far as the three of them were concerned.
***
Twilight walked into the kitchen and saw the oddest thing: Rainbow Dash was sitting on her flank simply staring out the window, smiling.
“Hey Rainbow, what are you looking at?” Twilight asked.
Rainbow opened up her golden, left wing for Twilight to join her. Twilight smiled and did just that; she walked over to her spot and felt herself encased by the magic that made up her wife’s wings. She cooed in pleasure at the warmth right before she took stalk at what had her wife’s attention.
Outside—in their front yard—was a sight she hadn’t seen in almost five days. A lavender alicorn with a rainbow mane was being pushed on a swing by a purple mare with a dark-blue mane. In a way, it was almost comical, little Shimmering Night looked like a fully-grown mare, but she was only eight, and as such still had the maturity of an eight year old, even if her intelligence far exceeded her age.
Ataxia had a smile on her face as she played with Twilight’s daughter. It warmed Twilight’s heart to see Ataxia happy again, especially after…
“I heard Spike and Rarity made up,” Rainbow stated while never taking her eyes off the two playing in the yard.
“Yes, but as soon as somepony brings Ataxia up, it ends badly. They’ll have to talk at some point, and I mean really talk,” Twilight said, the smile never leaving her muzzle.
“Yeah, you’re right about that,” Rainbow stated.
“Is it true she has her own house now?” Twilight asked.
“Yeah, that’s what I was told. The builders came by and complained about it. Said Ataxia all but threatened them if they didn’t build her one. They asked what we’re going to do about it.”
“Unless it was a real threat, or she actually did something, there’s nothing we can do,” Twilight replied. That wasn’t entirely true; but everypony knew that when it came to Ataxia, it was best not to yank the leash too hard. The damage that could cause would exceed the price of just giving her what she wanted.
“That’s what I told them, they… understood.”
“Faster, Ataxia!” Night yelled in joy, her voice carrying into the house.
“Ataxia’s in a bad spot, isn’t she?” Twilight stated, her smiled becoming a frown.
“Why would you say that? Because her mom kicked her out of the house, because everypony is afraid of her, or because she feels she can’t trust any of us?” Rainbow asked.
“Because she doesn’t have any friends,” Twilight replied.
Rainbow chuckled. “Really? Because I think she has a few.”
“Who do you mean?”
“Our little Night. Cloudchaser and Flitter—”
“You can’t call them friends!”
Rainbow smiled. “You can. I’ve seen them in the city. They bought a cake and ate it together, even snuggled up on a bench. I think they are good friends.”
“Doesn’t she need friends her own age?” Twilight asked.
Rainbow chuckled. “Does it matter? Neither of us can really speak of having only friends our age. I think you know it’ll never be that way for us again.”
“Hmm…” Twilight thought about it.
“And even if things don’t work out between her and the twins, I think those two… those two will always be friends.” Rainbow gestured to the two playing outside.
Twilight cocked her head and stared, watching as Ataxia pushed the young alicorn as hard as she could with her hooves. The purple mare had a smile on her face that betrayed the fun she was having with the young filly. “You might be right there, Rainbow.”
“I know I am. You can give me a bit more credit, I’m not just the fastest flyer in the world with a pretty face.”
“Yeah, you’re also my sexy wife,” Twilight replied, kissing Rainbow.
“And don’t you forget it!” Rainbow said with a grin as she moved in for another kiss, and then another.
Outside, Ataxia smiled with joy as she pushed the alicorn as hard as she could. The filly flew off the swing at its apex and took off into the sky before dive-bombing the mare. Ataxia caught her and they rolled over in the grass, laughing with each other all the while.