> Button's Mares > by Typist Gray > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > It's hard being a stallion > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The dawn sun had barely peeked through the curtains before Apple Bloom stirred awake. Growing up on a farm, it had been ingrained in her since she was old enough to walk how important it was to be an early riser. Despite no longer working on the farm, she’d clung to the old habits as means to help feel closer to her old family. Speaking of which, the little filly heard the soft sound of breathing and gazed down at her new family. It had been nearly six months since she had gotten her cutie mark in potion making and Princess Cadence had given her to her new stallion. Button Mash was a cute little earth colt with his dark brown fur and light brown mane as he laid belly up. But stallion would be more accurate since he’d gotten his cutie mark in playing video games. He’d actually gotten a job as a professional game tester, which, according to his mother, he couldn’t not have been happier with. And Apple Bloom, as his mare, was happy that he was happy. Beside Button, resting on the foreleg opposite Apple Bloom rested Button’s other mare, Sweetie Belle. The little unicorn had gotten her cutie mark in singing and they had made a bit of a game out of seeing how long she could hold a tune while they fucked her. The two mares had been close friends for some time and were absolutely ecstatic when they received a letter from Cadence saying that they were to be given to the same stallion. The young mare’s normally pristine white coat and pink mane was terribly disheveled from last night’s escapades. Apple Bloom touched her hoof to her own mane to confirm that she was no better. She’d have to touch that up, but not before glancing down her stallion’s final mare. Silver Spoon, someone Apple Bloom used to regard as nothing more than a bully, had turned out to be a great friend now that Diamond Tiara had been sent away to some stallion in Canterlot. Her own mane and fur in no better shape, she had decided to make a pillow of Button’s inner thigh where her nose nestled snugly between her stallion’s little sheath and tight balls. Apple Bloom took one last look at the stallion and mares who made up family and let out a contented sigh. Carefully she wiggled her way out of bed and hit the floor with a soft clop. As she moved for the wash room, she was made aware of the warm little gift her stallion has left in her pussy the previous night. It felt nice. “Bloom?” Button whispered softly so as to not wake the others. “Don’t worry sugar cube,” Apple Bloom assured over her shoulder. “Ya’ll just rest up now while Ah fix us some breakfast. Kay?” Still drowsy, Button nodded with a goofy grin as he rested his face against Sweetie Belle’s. After primping her mane a bow to look presentable, Apple Bloom made for the kitchen to prepare the morning’s breakfast where she encountered Button’s mother, the tan mare with a light brown mane. “Hey there, Milano,” the little mare greeted warmly. “Well there’s my little assistant.” Milano walked forward and leaned down to give the smaller mare an affectionate kiss on the cheek. “I was worried you’d decided to sleep in.” “Not a chance,” Apple Bloom declared proudly before returning the kiss. Being part of Button’s family meant that Apple Bloom was family to his father, his brother before he’d moved out, and all their mares too. But twelve ponies under one roof was nothing out of the ordinary, even if it was only eight now. And as family, it was only natural for them to love one another, especially when a mare got that itch that only a good fucking could scratch. Apple Bloom and Milano had become especially close as the house’s officially designated chefs. “Well then,” Milano tittered. “I was actually just about to start a round of pancakes. Does my little assistant have any suggestions?” “Hmm.” Apple Bloom rubbed her chin thoughtfully as she gazed on the beautiful mare patiently awaiting her answer. “How bout Ah prep some grapefruit and hay-bacon while ya’ll prep the batter.” “There’s my little helper.” Milano rubbed noses with Apple Bloom. “I knew I could count on you.” As they moved to the counter to set out the materials for their tasks, Apple Bloom couldn’t help but sneak peeks at Milano’s distended belly and swelling teats. The older mare was four months pregnant and was showing nicely. “Like what you see?” Milano asked with a coy smile, shaking to her full rump to make her teats sway and jiggle. Apple Bloom averted her eyes and blushed. “Maybe a little.” She was briefly surprised when the older mare began rubbing her flank right on the cutie mark, but soon leaned in to the comforting touch. “W-what’s it like?” “It’s amazing,” Milano said as she retracted her hoof and extracted utensils from the cabinet. “You think you know what it means to be filled up by having a thick meaty cock inside you, but there’s nothing quite like having an entire foal living and growing in your belly.” Apple Bloom’s eyes widened in awe. “Is it really that much better than a cock?” “I wouldn’t say better.” Milano frowned. “It’s a different kind of filling. Both are wonderful, but combined,” the mare shuddered, “there’s really nothing that can compare.” Apple Bloom gazed back at her relatively trim flank and barrel, hoping to for some signs that she might be showing, but she knew better. Her heat had passed, and although Button had rutted her senseless, he hadn’t knocked her up. She’d have to wait almost another year before she got another chance again. “Speaking of filling up,” Milano continued. “What was it like taking a stallion like Big Mac?” “Mah brother?” Apple Bloom asked, her tail twitching at the memory. “I’ve been wondering that too,” Sweetie Belle’s melodious voice chimed in. The cooking mares turned around to find Button approaching, flanked by Sweetie and Silver. “I haven’t.” Silver turned her nose up indignantly. Silver was an unusual mare in that she’d never been all that fond of stallions. She had the same itching under her tail that all mares and fillies experienced, but she’d never had the same hunger for cock as the rest of them. Button was the exception as he was the only stallion she’d let anywhere near her nethers. “Frankly, I don’t see how he can use that thing without breaking a mare’s pussy.” She pulled the earth colt in for an affectionate nuzzle. “Button’s all the stallion I’ll ever need anyway.” “No pony likes a brownnoser!” Apple Bloom retorted. “That’s rich,” Silver laughed. “I didn’t hear you complaining last night when Button had his tongue on your little button.” “She’s got you there,” Sweetie agreed jokingly. “I swear you were howling like a timber wolf.” “Well… maybe.” Apple Bloom shuffled her legs bashfully. “Hey there.” Button moved forward and pulled the yellow mare’s chin up until she saw his enthralling brown eyes and irresistible smile. Leaning in, Button stole a quick kiss before turning to his other mares. “That’s enough teasing for one morning, you guys. Or do you not want Apple Bloom to make you breakfast?” Silver stole a quick glance at Sweetie Belle as she considered the alternative. Despite the lack of a magical flash, the gray mare still managed to teleport across the room where she pressed herself affectionately against Apple Bloom’s side. “I’m sorry,” she cooed into her fellow mare’s red mane. “We were just having a little fun. You know we love you, right?” “He he. Yeah.” Apple Bloom giggled as she returned the gesture while a perplexed Sweetie watched on. “Why’d you look at me like that for?” The white unicorn asked. “Were you implying something?” Sensing the awkward mood forming, Milano stepped in. “Why don’t you three go back upstairs and play while my assistant,” she grabbed Apple Bloom, “and I get breakfast going.” Agreeing, Button, Sweetie, and Silver each gave Apple Bloom a kiss on the cheek before departing back to Button’s room for their nondescript game. “But seriously,” Milano continued. “Big Mac’s the only stallion on Sweet Apple Acres. What was it like having him as your first?” Apple Bloom’s tail resumed its previous hiked positon. “Well…” ********** “So what game did you guys want to play?” Button asked from his gaming shelf, not noticing the scheming look his mares shared as they shut the door behind them. “Neigh Station sent over a bunch of new racing games. I know you like those Sweetie,” he continued, not seeing the mares’ predatory grins as they stalked closer. He was in the zone of where work met pleasure. “And Silver. I know you don’t really care for fighting games, but I’d really like to get your opinion on-gah!” Button cried out as he was tackled to the floor. When the world stopped spinning, Button felt the familiar presence of the fillies’ mouths on his junk. Looking down he found Silver nuzzling his balls while Sweetie had wrapped her mouth around his sheath and was venturing inside with her tongue. Soon nature took its course and Button’s cock emerged from his sheath into the little unicorn’s mouth, who moaned appreciatively. “You know,” Button began with a goofy grin as he ran his hooves through their manes and watched their tails rise behind them. “If you wanted to play that kind of game, all you needed to do was ask.” Instead of answering, Sweetie let Button’s cock flop out of her mouth. As it shined from her saliva, Silver moved up from his balls and joined Sweetie in kissing the head, their tongues intertwined around the flare. Button just watched in affection as the mares kissed, but he made sure to give Sweetie an extra firm rub. The little white filly had always been the generous sort, always thinking of her fellow mares’ pleasure before her own. It was a commendable quality and Button made a mental note to give her an extra reward for that. As if reading each other’s minds, the fillies ceased their kissing and pulled back. They each then extended their left foreleg in a time honored tradition. “Rock. Paper. Scissors. Shoot!” The fillies announced as they shook their hooves. “Yay!” Sweetie declared. “I win.” Despite being such an avid gamer, the mechanics of this particular game had always escaped Button. To him it just looked like the ponies were shaking their hooves at each other and declaring a winner based on purely arbitrary criteria. It sounded like they were supposed to be making signs with their hooves, but all he’d ever seen was plain old hooves and then some pony was declared the winner. He’d had this conversation with his mares and other friends many times, but he still didn’t get how the game was played or won. Oh well. As their stallion, it was his sworn duty to ensure the winner got her vaguely earned prize. “You know the rule, Silver,” Sweetie teased. Climbing up to all fours, the white filly turned her body away from Silver and shook her rump suggestively. “Oh, woe is me!” Silver brought her hoof to her forehead in a dramatic sigh, but it wasn’t long before her grin shown through. This was a game that, for Silver, was impossible to lose. As Sweetie positioned herself back over Button’s cock, Silver came up behind her fellow mare. Sweetie’s tail was already raised high, giving a clear view of her juicy pussy and tight little anus between those scrumptious cheeks. Just the sight of that winking clit was already making Silver’s mouth water and she needed no further prompting before diving in. Sweetie let out a little cry of joy as Silver began eating her out. The little gray filly was the undisputed champion when it came to oral. Whether it was Button’s cock or any of her fellow mares’ pussies, her tongue always knew just what buttons to press to drive them crazy. However, Sweetie needed to keep her focus. While Silver got her primed from the back, she needed to do the same for Button. Sinking her mouth back down on his sheath she moaned loudly as the remarkable taste and texture moved all the way to the back of her throat. She sank lower and lower, only to pull back up until only the head remained between her lips before going back down. She repeated the process until he’d hilted insider her, her lips kissing his pelvis. Button had placed his hoof on the back of her head, but the pressure was light as he trusted her to know what she was doing. Sweetie continued to fellate him until she felt his head flare inside her gullet. “Sweetie!” Button cried out in warning. Not a second later, rope after rope of Button’s salty jizz erupted into Sweetie’s mouth. She drank down what she could, savoring the texture and feeling as one would a glass of water on a hot day, but still some managed to escape her lips as she dribbled around his groin. When it seemed like he’d finished, Sweetie extracted herself from the beloved phallus and took a long inhale. Besides the air tasting refreshingly of stallion seed, she felt her belly churn around it’s meal. They still hadn’t had breakfast yet and cum always made for an excellent appetizer. A light tapping on her flank reminded her that she wasn’t the only one who felt this way. Sweetie turned one hundred and eighty degrees until her butt was facing Button and she was face to face with Silver. The little filly didn’t have a second to think before her fellow filly seized her lips and began lapping away at all the excess cum around her face. Sweetie giggled in delight at the generous affections she received, only to feel Button’s hooves grab her flanks and move her into position. Feeling his tip press against her entrance, Sweetie cried into Silver’s mouth, demanding that he quell the fire that had been growing in her since this morning. Nodding, Button tightened his grip around Sweetie’s flanks and pulled her down onto his cock. The motion had caught the filly off guard, causing her legs to give way as her flanks sank all the way to the base. Button felt Sweetie’s body go stiff as he hilted inside her. He paused, worried that he’d moved too fast and accidentally hurt her. “Sweetie?” Button asked. Silver just stared in worry as she was met with Sweetie’s glassy eyes and mouth hanging agape. On a hunch, she gave Sweetie’s horn a tentative lick and the filly returned from the other side, her body collapsing to the floor. “Ngh.” Sweetie groaned. “That was… amazing.” She grinned as she looked between her lovers, assuring them that she was alright as they let out a collective sigh of relief. “Just… I’ve never been filled up so fast before.” “I’ve never gone in this smoothly before,” Button offered as both he and Sweetie turned to Silver. “Well…” Silver guiltily averted her eyes. “Maybe Milano’s been giving me some pointers while you guys are off at work?” Sweetie had seized Silver in a tight embrace, nuzzling her in affectionate gratitude for the wonderful pressure she now felt against her inner walls. She could feel his heartbeat through his dick, it’s rhythm shaking her body and sending jolt after jolt of pleasure through her. As Sweetie adjusted herself and pulled up to her hooves, she regarded Silver with newfound confusion. “What’s so funny?” Silver tried in vain to cover her laughter with her hoof, but instead settled on pointing down between Sweetie’s legs. “Y-you…” She giggled. “You have balls!” Sweetie followed Silver’s line of sight until she saw them. Button’s tight little brown scrotum was poking out from between her legs, giving her the appearance of a mare with a discolored set of balls and she burst out into laughter too. “Well?” She asked. “If I’ve got balls, then that means I’m the stallion and you’re my mare,” she declared boldly. It didn’t take long for Silver to catch on as she leaned back on her haunches and gave a determined salute. “Yes sir, Sweetie-balls, sir!” And she dove down for the tight little orbs. Sweetie shivered as she felt Silver’s mane brush against her belly. Whatever the earth mare was doing, it was making Button twitch inside her. However, before she could start moving, she spied Silver’s raised rump and flagging tail directly in front of her. Keeping to her reputation as the generous one, she placed one hoof on Silver’s lower back for balance while the other hoof reached around until it found her lover’s winking pussy. Button was in heaven as Silver Spoon suckled and cried out against his sack as Sweetie slowly lifted off of him, only to drop back down with a gentle grace. She repeated the action, only much harder and faster. Soon she found her rhythm and, like she always did when she started feeling really good, started to sing. Silver was also having a ball, or rather two. Sweetie’s hooves weren’t the best, but they were certainly working their hardest against the gray earth pony’s rump. Meanwhile Sweetie’s juices were spraying all over her face, mixing with the natural tang of Button’s balls. This was her favorite way to have sex, with Button on one end and a fellow mare helping her out elsewhere. “S-Sweetie!” Button cried out. Heeding the warning, Sweetie sunk herself the rest of the way down and clenched her pussy tightly around the dick until she felt his seed erupt inside her. Her winking pussy drained his cock of all it had to offer as he painted her insides white and finally cooling the fire deep inside. Button had engulfed the freshly fucked filly in his forelegs and pulled her close against his body as he planted a series of tender kisses against her neck, tickling her out of her orgasmic high. Silver gave a moan of annoyance, missing the pressure of Sweetie’s hoof against her rump, but never ceased in her savoring of Button’s sack. Taking the hint, Sweetie summoned all her strength to push herself away from Button’s embrace as she planted her hooves around Silver’s head. With great care she lifted her rump and let his slick cock slide free until it flopped out of her completely. Already Sweetie was missing the feeling of it inside her, but knew she had a duty to fulfill. Waving her hoof invitingly, she smiled at Silver and let her know her turn had come. Having waited long enough, Silver Spoon sprang up from her position and landed with a light thud on Button’s chest. Looking back to angle herself properly, she lined up Button’s little head with her entrance and began the process of sliding downwards. Despite having only just cum, Button was still stiff as a rod, a testament to how hard Button had been training to make sure he’d always be able to keep his mares satisfied. She growled in her throat as inch after inch of the lubricated dick sunk into her. Not wanting to be left out, Sweetie lowered herself beneath Silver’s pistoning rump until she found the coveted jewels. They were slick with her own juices, but that didn’t matter. She liked the texture and she loved the liquid gold they held inside; the liquid that held the secret to keeping a mare satisfied. However, there was another treasure that she’d be a fool to ignore. Above Silver’s currently occupied pussy was her puckered little star. With a predatory grin, Sweetie buried her nose between her lover’s flanks, pressing her tongue deeply into the filly’s sphincter. Silver momentarily faltered in her thrusting as she let out a squeaking cry of joy. Button promptly wrapped his forelegs around her and pulled her into a firm embrace. As Sweetie never ceased in her assault, Silver soon adjusted to the sensation and readjusted herself. With an eager grin, she lifted her rump off of Button’s lap, feeling Sweetie’s snout following her movements, and landed back down with a loud squelch. They continued like this, belly to belly, as Silver humped, Button timed his thrusting to match her movements, and Sweetie struggled to keep up with Silver’s flanks. Button finally came and his gray mare’s body went stiff with pleasure. Sweetie started singing again, bringing her gray lover back from bliss as she worked in tandem with Button to stroke her body and calm her down. It was all fairly routine at this point, which meant that Button was due to ask him mom or dad or any of the other mares in the house for some tips to keep things fresh and interesting. Mares always loved sex, especially when it was with their beloved stallion, but it never hurt to go that extra mile to show that you cared. ********** After quickly cleaning themselves up, Button, Silver, and Sweetie descended the stairs to find a fairly impressive sight. Button’s father, a large and very well endowed brown stallion, had pinned Apple Bloom to the tiled floor as he pounded away. Milano was still making breakfast and humming to herself while her stallion humped their son’s mare. The other mares had already taken their seats at the table and were discretely touching themselves as they watched the sight unfold. “Hey dad,” Button greeted casually as his father helped himself. “Hey Button,” his father, Mr. Mash, paused in his rutting to wave back, only to resume with even greater vigor. No matter how many times this happened, Button could never tear his eyes away. Mr. Mash was so massive that only Apple Bloom’s red mane managed to peek out from between the brown stallion’s legs. Button couldn’t wait until he was that big, that way when his son had mares he’d be able to fuck them just as his father was doing now. Better yet, maybe Princess Cadence would award him with another young filly when he got older. That happened sometimes, but it wasn’t too common. Apple Bloom let out a cry of joy as her stallion’s father came inside her. Button’s reverie was broken as he glanced between the lewd scene in front of him and the reactions of his other mares. Sweetie was panting as her tongue wetted her lips in desire. Of course she’d been with Mr. Mash before, along with many other stallions around town. And while she did prefer Button’s relatively small meat stick, there really was nothing like being filled by a full grown stallion. Silver tried to avert her eyes, but there was no denying that she wasn’t a little curious, especially at seeing how happy Apple Bloom looked as Mr. Mash dismounted her. Breakfast began and the room was full of casual conversation, along with the mix of odors from fresh waffles and sex. Naturally the mares all took up positions around their respective stallions, but there was no fighting for space. There was no need for petty jealousy as this was just the beginning of yet another day in Button’s house.