Purple Ploughs Pink
"C'mon, pick it up or we're not leaving!" Rainbow called from the other side of the pool.
The multi-colour-maned speedster sat cross legged at the poolside, gently chewing on a whistle in her hand as she watched Dusk swim his final few laps of the pool. The purple-coloured stallion was clearly exhausted; his form had gone to shit, he was as slow as a brick, and seemed to find it difficult keeping himself in a single lane as he swam. Rolling her eyes as she watched him come to a stop at the other end of the pool, she blew her whistle and got to her feet.
She walked over to him, slender hips swaying as she did so, before taking the whistle out of her mouth and placing it in the pocket of her track jacket.
"Uh-uh, pack it in, kid, we're done," she said, reaching the side Dusk was clinging to and offering him a hand. "Out. Now."
"What... what d'you mean we're done?" he asked, taking her sky-blue hand and heaving himself out with it.
His tired body crawled onto the side before getting into a sitting position, looking up at Rainbow who in turn stared down with a scrutinising expression.
"I thought I still had two more laps left?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow, moving a large swath of fringe out of his eyes.
"You would if you weren't a stone's throw away from drowning," Rainbow shrugged, looking back at the rippling surface of the pool as she spoke. "You asked me to train you, not kill you. I'm all for 'no pain, no gain', but I'm not about to let you kill yourself barely two months into training. Anyway, get up and lemme have a look at you."
Dusk did so, albeit with difficulty, getting up to his feet and trying to regulate his breathing. Rainbow placed a hand to her chin, examining Dusk's soaked body with trained eyes before suddenly, but lightly, jabbing him in the stomach. There was a dull thudding noise and the lavender stallion swayed back momentarily before regaining his balance.
"And the reason for that was?" he asked her.
"Testing to see if you were flexing or not," she answered nonchalantly, putting her hands back into her pockets. "So, from my expert opinion, here's what we got: your cardio's a fucking disgrace. I've seen old heffers with broken hips and no legs manage to push themselves for longer than you can. But, seeing as how you couldn't outlast a corpse in terms of cardio, you've come a long way in these past two months."
"Thanks, coach," Dusk smiled. "Anything else?"
"You're starting to look a lot more cut than you were before," Rainbow said, removing a hand from her jacket and pointing at specific parts of Dusk's body. "Your pectorals are getting nice and even since you're using more than just your wank hand nowadays, getting a good, round shape around the edges here, too."
Dusk rolled his eyes at the cheap masturbation jab, looking down as she pointed at his thighs.
"These puppies are getting some work here, too. Quads are starting to look like actual legs over tampon strings, which is a world and beyond what they were beforehand," she said before slapping him on the back of his lower legs. "Calves are showing some real improvement as well now that you've started using your whole legs during laps. Could almost confuse them with stallion legs instead of a model for mare's lingerie."
"Are you finished bullying me yet?" Dusk asked with a bored expression.
"Not just yet, bud," Rainbow said, gently flicking Dusk on the noticeable bulge in his swimming shorts with a playful smirk.
"Ow," he stated in a flat, annoying tone.
"Oh, shut up," Rainbow sighed, straightening up and untying the ponytail she'd dragged her mane back into while coaching Dusk. "I'm probably the first mare you've had touch that thing."
"Dunno. Your mom seemed to find it difficult to keep her hands off of it," Dusk shrugged with a smug smirk.
"Oh, wow, a 'I fucked your mother joke'," Rainbow said with a roll of her eyes and a chuckle. "Don't tell me that's the best comeback Mr. 'I.Q of Two Hundred' could think of?"
"Your mother."
"Of fucking course," Rainbow said, giving him a gentle shove on the chest before heading towards the exist. "Don't forget to rinse off before getting changed. Nobody likes a stallion that smells of chlorine and failure."
"Eat my ass, Rainbow," Dusk called back as he headed towards the changing rooms.
"You should be so lucky," she said with a wave and a smile as she left the pool. "Same time tomorrow, champ! Can't wait to see you put in the same performance I did when I was three years old!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Dusk smirked, heading into the locker room and finding a shower.
He peeled off his shorts, the tight fabric feeling like a second layer of skin, and allowing himself to hang free for a while. After that, he found his way into the shower and rinsed his chlorine-soaked skin of the strong chemical scent. He soon lathered himself up with shampoo, feeling that ever-present desire to masturbate as he lathered his loins with the solution, but deciding to ignore it for now. At least until he got home and was in a more private place than a public gym.
He lathered up and cleaned his mane as thoroughly as possible, reminding himself that he needed to find a barber's and shave that stupid ponytail he'd ended up growing over a winter of inactivity beyond fucking around with magical formulas. His mother had said she was a fan of it, but he could show up in a pig hide dressing gown and shave his head bald and she'd still say she liked it. Was supportive to a fault, that wonderful mare.
After stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around himself, Dusk made his way back over to the locker he'd chosen and got his clothing out. There was a brief buzz in the backpack he'd brought that made his fluff-tipped-ears perk up for a brief moment. He dug through the pack and got out a green energy crystal, charging it with magic briefly before throwing it into the air in front of him.
It crackled like lightning before hovering in place about five feet off the ground, soon displaying an image of a familiar green and purple dragon with a very conflicted look on her face.
"What's up, Barb?" Dusk asked.
"Don't be mad, right," she began, holding a finger up.
"Oh no," Dusk groaned in an exasperated tone.
"Don't be mad," Barb repeated in a sterner tone. "But I may have burned one... or more... of your volumes."
"Which one?" Dusk asked, grabbing his towel and rubbing his arms and shoulders with it.
"Dude!" Barb exclaimed in a horrified manner. "Put your dick away!"
Dusk cocked an eyebrow, looking down at himself and realising that the crystal he was talking to wasn't just projecting his face to Barb and was instead giving her a full view of the extremely dark purple, knee-length pole hanging between his legs.
"Oh, shit, sorry, Barb," Dusk said with a chuckle, wrapping the towel around himself and scratching the back of his head. "My bad, bud."
"R-Right..." Barb stammered, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "As I was saying, I ended up getting a bad whiff of pollen when I was cleaning the library-"
"-I thought you were gonna wait for me to come home so we could do it together?" Dusk interrupted.
"I wanted to get it out of the way as quick as possible and get your new system sorted out-" she began.
"-but you don't know what that system is, do you?" he cut in again.
"Motherfucker, can I tell the story or not?!" she barked in an angered manner, brief flares of smoke billowing from her nostrils as she glared at him.
"Right, sorry," he said, making a mental reminder to keep that habit in check.
Again.
"Right, anyway, big whiff of pollen makes a big cough and sneeze. Big cough and sneeze makes a big torrent of fire," Barb explained in a rapid manner, wanting to get as much of the story out of the way in case Dusk interrupted her again. "Tomes go whoosh. Bigger fire."
"Right, so which ones got damaged?" Dusk asked.
"Uh... a few botany books... a couple of alchemical formula tomes... about four... forty or so of those weird diary things you requested from the archives-"
"-wait, you mean the study journals from Juergen's expeditions?!" Dusk exclaimed in horror. "Those things were priceless! Celestia's gonna have my ass mounted on the fireplace if she finds out we destroyed those!"
"I'm sorry, alright, it was an accident!" Barb snapped, crossing her arms and turning away from Dusk. "It wasn't like I did it on purpose."
"I know, I know..." Dusk said with a sigh, shaking his head as he ran a hand through his wet fringe. "Look, I'll take a look at the damage and see if I can't restore it myself. I've gotta have a few books regarding objectual temporal manipulation books kicking about somewhere... unless those got torched as well?"
Barb chuckled in a nervous manner.
"Right, well, I'm making sure you get slaughtered and stuffed along with me when Celestia comes knocking," Dusk said with a groan.
"Eh, sounds fair," Barb sighed, shrugging her shoulders with a brief lash of her tail. "You done getting bullied by Rainbow for the day?"
"Yeah, just about," Dusk answered, moving away from the crystal's field of view before dressing himself.
"You flash your dick to her as well, or am I the only one that got the privilege?" Barb asked in a dry tone.
"Only you, so far," Dusk said, pulling his pants on and fastening his belt. "Dunno though. Might flash an old folks' home on the way back just for the fun of it. Can't get myself in any more trouble than I already am."
"Right, well have fun sexually harassing old people," Barb said with a dismissive wave. "I'm gonna be in the study, crying into a bottle of vodka if you need me."
"Make sure to leave a space and a glass for me, will you?" Dusk asked as he pulled on his shirt.
"Sure thing, fucker," Barb smirked. "See you around."
There was a brief moment where Barb fidgeted with the crystal on her end before her image disappeared. Dusk's crystal trembled in the air for a moment before falling, allowing the lavender Alicorn to swipe it out of the air and keep it in a firm grip. With a moment of silence, he stared down at the crystal and decided it was as good a time as any to check up on family. With a brief thought and grunt of magical expenditure, Dusk chucked the crystal back up into the air, this time it creating a glowing blue aura as it floated there.
It continued to buzz for a long moment, indicating that it was waiting for the pony on the other end to answer. Time ticked by slowly as Dusk slid on and fastened up his boots, wondering if they were going to answer and considering hanging up. Moments before he could grab the crystal again, the buzzing stopped and the image of a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
"Wassup, runt?" Gleaming Shield asked with a cocked eyebrow.
His older sister was decked out in her purple war regalia, seemingly either in the middle of a battle or a parade.
"Figured it'd been a while since I'd talked to you and wanted to know how you were doing?" Dusk asked, sitting down on the bench and looking at his older sister.
"Shit, to be honest. Tavern's shut down during the riots, I'm stuck babysitting a bunch of assholes that can't tell the haft of a spear from the point, and I'm not gonna be able to fuck my wife for a solid month while I'm here," Gleaming shrugged, being as honest as she'd been raised to be.
"Cadance didn't come with you?" Dusk asked her.
"Nah, didn't find the idea of slapping about Saddle Arabian insurgents an appealing way to spend her time," Gleaming shrugged, looking over her shoulder for a brief moment before rolling her eyes. "Hang on a minute-"
She leaned down and picked something up, seemingly a boot of some kind judging by the brief sight of a frayed lace he saw before Gleaming hurled it at somepony out of the crystal's vision.
"Private, I swear to whatever gods there are in this plane, if I see you stabbing the point of your sword into the ground and leaning on it one more fucking time, I'm gonna shove it up your ass and carry you into the next battle as a warclub! Do I make myself clear?!" she roared, putting on her growly, 'big mare voice' as she often did when disciplining morons in her company before turning back to the crystal. "Honest to fuck, Umbra's dark magic was the second most dangerous force on the planet next to privates that get left to their own fucking devices."
"Glad I never joined the military," Dusk shrugged.
"Eh, you're too much of a pussy for it, anyway," Gleaming said with a playful wink. "Only use you'd have in a squad of big, burly soldiers would be being the relief toy everypony fucks to deal with stress."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence there, sis," Dusk blinked in a flat manner.
"Don't mention it," Gleaming chuckled. "But yes, Cadance isn't here with me. Would you mind keeping her company for me?"
Dusk was silent for a brief moment, briefly flashing back to the last time he'd spend time alone with Cadance where the beautiful, buxom mare had spent it all in her underwear and refused to put on even a dressing gown to cover her sex-goddess body. He'd nearly ripped his damn cock off later that night trying to relieve all the pent up frustrations that had caused him.
"Hey, you died on me?" Gleaming asked, cocking her said sideways as she spoke.
"Yeah, yeah, just thinking about an accident Barb had that nearly burned down the library," Dusk lied, looking back up at his older sister. "You want me to go foalsit her now or later on?"
"Maybe later tonight. Go for a drink and a chat, or something," Gleaming shrugged. "She's busy during the day but fucking hates being on her own at night. Who knows, you might catch her in a good enough mood to play with."
"What do you mean by that?" Dusk asked.
"Oh you know exactly what I mean by that," she sniggered, a playful glint in her eye.
Dusk's heart skipped a beat for a brief moment as he realised that this might be his chance to get his dick wet in Cadance, something he'd been dying to do for well over ten years at this point.
"Anyway, you little cunt, I've gotta go smack around some idiots and get them into line for the next 'freedom fighter' in the mood to get a spear through the gut," Gleaming said with a smirk, looking over her shoulder as she put her hands on her hips. "Horace, you fucking moron, I asked for a ten pack of spears!"
Dusk rolled his eyes as poor 'Horace' mumbled his response to the commanding officer giving him a hard time before Gleaming barked back at him.
"That's a bundle of halberds, you idiot!" she snarled, swiping her hand to try and shut off the crystal. "How about I blindfold you and smash one of each into your fucking mug until you can tell the difference-"
With that, Gleaming's image disappeared, leaving Dusk alone in the changing room with a thought plastered all over his body.
"I'm gonna get to fuck my sister's wife..." he said in a flat tone as he stared at the floor.
Then the grinning started.
"Oh, sweetie, it's so good to see you again!" Cadance exclaimed, hugging Dusk against her barely-clothed, buxom body with a squee of happiness.
The much larger pink princess was dressed as seductively as always; clad in naught more than laced underwear with a fine silk dressing gown over her body. Her enormous breasts, each one easily larger than her head, sat perked and noticable on her form, dragging eyes down to her soft, toned abdomen before dragging them even further down to her panty-clad birthing hips, as broad as Dusk was shoulder to shoulder.
Her mane was tied back into a ponytail in the same manner she had it in her teenage years, bringing back many memories of awkward pre-teen desires and nights of snuggling against his foalsitter while watching TV. He thought back to one time she'd worn a tank top and her tit had fallen out. Was truly the day he knew exactly what he wanted in his life.
"Hi, Cadance, how've you been?" Dusk asked, returning the welcoming kiss on the cheek as he stepped back from the older Alicorn.
"Ugh, bored to fucking tears," she said with a sigh, bidding him entry to her home before closing the door behind him.
He kicked his shoes off as Cadance sauntered by, watching her gait swing with that enormous pink ass attached to the back of it. He bit his lip in a hungry manner, desiring to devour every little treat she had between those thick thighs of hers. The thought of running his tongue along her candy-flavoured cunt was more than enough to make him pop a semi in a matter of seconds.
"You hungry?" she asked, looking over her shoulder.
"Pardon?" Dusk asked, looking up from Cadance's ass to notice that she'd had her head turned to him the entire time and had been watching him gawk at her with a grin.
"You want some chow?" she asked in a more playful tone.
"Uh... not if it's any trouble for you," he said, taking off his last shoe and stacking them neatly by the door.
"Oh, nonsense. You know I love any excuse to roll up my sleeves and get cooking," she said, only to hold her arms up and look at her lack of sleeves. "Well... you know what I mean."
The gesture was cute and and playful smile she gave was almost enough to trick him into thinking it truly was just a cute little joke. The only thing that convinced him it wasn't was the fact Cadance lifting her arms up had caused her gown to open even more than before, getting him an even better look at her enormous tits. What was more obvious was the fact she'd jutted her chest forwards, sticking those fat fucking jugs out even further than they would be normally in an attempt to make him stare.
It was working. Holy fucking hell, it was working.
"But seriously, you want some chow?" she asked, leaning against the doorway to the living room as she faced him.
"I guess. Rainbow'll probably kill me if I don't eat after training," Dusk nodded, walking towards the living room himself.
"Oh yeah, Gleam mentioned you were working out with Rainbow," Cadance nodded with a flash of recognition. "How's that going for you, anyway? She working you too hard?"
"She's got me swimming for about two hours every day," Dusk answered, having to raise his voice as Cadance went into the kitchen to throw together a quick meal. "It's fucking exhausting, but it's doing its job."
"Yeah, I did notice you were filling out your shirt a little more than you used to," Cadance called back, the sound of pots and pans clinking together coming from the kitchen before she began humming.
Dusk used this time alone to try and calm himself down, not really wanting to be rocking a semi while standing up. Knowing it would be easier to tuck and hide his arousal if he were sitting, he spotted the large three piece couch in the centre of the room and made his move.
"D'you mind if I sit down?" he asked his sister-in-law.
"No, you can stand there and suffer," Cadance responded with a giggle. "I'm kidding, sweetie, you can sit wherever you want to."
Dusk wasted no time planting himself on the couch and aligning his burgeoning erection with the tighter straight section of his pants, thanking the sheer size of it for making it able to lie flat against his leg. Only problem was the thickness: it was more than easy to notice the trouser snake bulging out against the fabric and he needed some way to hide the fucker. Putting a pillow over his lap was too obvious, and Cadance would be more than aware of that trick from the amount of pubescent colts she used to foalsit for with her beauty, so he had to think of something else.
He lay flat on the couch, his shorter stature not being enough to cover the entirety of the three piece, but it was moreso the direction. He tucked his cock into his left leg and kept them closed, making sure that the bulge in his pants was not visible and all the while hoping that a conversation about exercise of studying with Cadance would distract him enough to lose the horn he'd grown. All he had to do was avoid looking at her body...
Easier said than done.
"So, how've you been keeping busy with Gleam out of the picture?" Dusk asked after his little shuffling session.
"Sleeping, eating, and crying from loneliness," Cadance said in a joking tone. "I kid, obviously. Mostly just been keeping busy on the diplomatic front."
"Yeah?" he asked. "What's up?"
"Bullshit as usual. Complaints coming in from three different parties about a trade route violation where each side is telling three different stories. Basic gist is: trade route goes through three countries but the third guy is the middle man. He lets them through his land on the grounds he gets part of the profits from the caravans. Problem comes up with the fatc that the caravan gets raided by bandits, everything is either stolen or burned, and nobody gets any money."
"Equal losses," Dusk nodded. "So what's the issue?"
"Well, country one wants to load up another caravan and send it through with extra stuff to recuperate the losses from the raid, but country three says they're not allowed to because they didn't pay the 'toll' last time."
"They got fucking robbed," Dusk said in disbelief, eyes widened in shock. "They couldn't pay the toll."
"And that's exactly where we're standing right now. Country one's losing money, country two's losing trade goods, and country three's being an uncooperative dickhead that's refusing to let them keep trading because they didn't get their toll out of the last shipment," Cadance said with a heavy sigh.
"Have you explained that to country three?"
"Only about three hundred and fifty thousand times, but they still won't listen. They didn't pay the last time they went through their lands, so they don't get to do it again. That's their argument," Cadance continued.
"And I'm guessing this is a monarchy that doesn't listen to heretical things like 'reason' and 'facts'?"
"Oh, like you wouldn't believe," Cadance said, sounding like she was serving up whatever it was she'd been cooking as she spoke.
"And how are we involved with this, exactly?"
"We're the country with the most amount of pointy sticks and country one and two want us to threaten country three into letting them through and accepting payment for the completed shipment," Cadance said.
"And the reason we will never do that is because there's a fine line between democratic negotiations and warmongering that gets smudged something vicious when you start telling other people what to do, rather than asking them to do it," Dusk sighed, looking over his shoulder as Cadance came in with a tray of soup and buttered bread. "Oh, thank you."
"It's good to see you understand how this works better than most advisers from these backwoods fucking court rooms in the other countries," Cadance said as she handed him the tray with the soup. "And you're welcome. Nice warm soup to refill the body and the soul."
Dusk set the wooden tray on his lap after sitting up, his mouth watering at the sight and scent of the thick, creamy soup. He began stirring it gently with his spoon, watching the wisps of steam curl and dance from the centre of the bowl, curling and moving even further when caught by the curt exhales from his nostrils.
"This smells delicious," he said with a smile.
"Magic, skill, and spice," Cadance smiled, sitting down in an armchair across the room and crossing her thick thighs over one another as she leaned back. "Also helps I've been making that same recipe for nearly twenty years."
"I give it a gulp when it cools down," Dusk smiled, looking back at Cadance and trying so hard not to gawk at her thighs or breasts as she left them on display. "Anything else interesting?"
"Nothing I want to think about while off work," Cadance said with a sigh. "I wanna talk about something else other than big-wig idiots that hate commoners so much that they lack the common sense as well."
"Alright, what do'you wanna talk about?"
"Mind if I ask a naughty question?" she asked in a purring tone with a slightly sinister smirk.
His heart skipped a beat for a moment.
"Uh, sure, go ahead," Dusk nodded, managing to keep a poker face convincing enough to not let Cadance into how much that statement alone shook him.
"How's your love life going?" she asked, plucked eyebrow cocked and smirk plastered on her face. "You're not a little colt anymore and have bloomed into quite a handsome chap. Surely there's got to be somepony special by now?"
"Uh... no, not really," he said with a shake of his head. "Well, not at all, actually."
"Seriously?" she asked in disbelief. "What about those other mares you hang around all the time? No fluttering heart for one of them?"
"Nah, it's all pretty platonic, really," Dusk said. "I love them all to pieces, don't get me wrong, but there's nothing sexual going on between any of us."
Cadance nodded slowly as Dusk ate a mouthful of his soup, a slender finger scratching at her chin before her gorgeous, almost-glowing eyes, alight with sexuality and mischief, scanned over to him again.
"Do you want there to be?" she purred once more.
Dusk finished his mouthful of soup, going back to stirring the contents of the bowl as he looked back up at Cadance with a heavy sigh.
"I don't... I don't know," he said, shaking his head. "There are... times when I think about it, I think there would be with every stallion that hangs around my friends. But it's not something that I obsess over night and day. I don't really feel any attraction to them like that when I'm around them, it's just..."
"Just on a lonely night beneath the covers, right?" Cadance asked in a voice dripping with so much lust and sexual desire that her tone was practically stroking his cock.
"I... I don't really do that kind of thing a lot..." Dusk said, his heart pounding in his chest and his cock throbbing underneath the tray sat on his lap.
"But you've done it before, right?" she asked, leaning forward slightly and letting her breasts jut out a little. "You've masturbated while thinking about them before?"
If this was anyone else, Dusk would've immediately requested they drop the topic and move onto something else. But this was a chance. Cadance was probing him for sexual information. She was eager to know his situation when it came to fucking. If he played his cards right, maybe... maybe she'd let him have sex with her? It was a shot in the dark and was probably a completely unfounded belief, but...
He wanted her so badly.
"Y-Yeah..." he muttered in an ashamed manner, trying desperately to psycho-analyse Cadance's tone, facial expression, and personality to determine what would be the best behavioural pattern to adopt to try and maximise his chances of fucking her.
"That's cute," she said, leaning back in her chair and resting her arm on the armrest, using an extended pinky finger to gently stroke her cheek while staring at him with hot coals of desires in her eyes, glowing pink in a nearly hypnotic fashion that drove him crazy. "Who do you think about the most? Who really makes you horny?"
"I... I don't... there's no real favourite between..." he said, screwing his eyes shut and trying desperately to think of an honest answer before finally spitting something out. "Rarity."
"The seamstress..." Cadance nodded, switching over the legs she had crossed in a manner slow and exaggerated enough to let Dusk look between her legs at her pink panties. "You a fan of that plump, marshmallow ass, huh?"
"I... I like ass..." Dusk nodded, cock throbbing and heart pounding like a drum as he felt himself dripping pre against his pant leg from excitement alone.
"Well, surely you can arrange something with her, no?" Cadance asked, tone as sultry as it could get. "You're both adults, both surely acquainted with sex. I'd say you've got more of a chance with her than some random stallion on her clientele list."
"I, uh... I haven't really thought about..." Dusk said, gritting his teeth and balling his fists for a brief moment as the sexual frustration began to melt his mind.
"Dusk... you have had sex before, right?" Cadance asked with a sideways glance, her plump lips glistening in the light as she briefly ran her tongue over them.
"I... that's... I..." he began, trying to get the words out before giving in with a frustrated groan. "No. I haven't."
"Well..." Cadance said, getting up and walking over to him, placing her hands on his shoulders and pressing him against the couch with her face inches from his. "That won't do at all. Let's fix that... shall we?"
He couldn't take it anymore, the lust was too much. Using his magic to teleport the tray with the soup on it to the other side of the room, Dusk leaned forward and kissed her. Cadance made no attempt to resist or deny the near-groping levels of grabbing Dusk made, awkwardly wrapping his arms around her as he slid her tongue into her mouth.
She rolled her eyes with a giggle, using her Alicorn strength to break his hold easily before straddling his waist, spreading her legs wide and resting her knees either side as she pinned him into the couch. She continued to kiss him, letting the desperate virgin get as much of the the mind-meltingly sweet, saccharine flavour of her bubble-gum tongue as he wanted. She slid her gown off and cast it across the room, rolling her shoulders as she pulled back from Dusk's maw.
She didn't break the kiss, not entirely, instead keeping him at a distance where there was no lip contact but also within range for his desperate, floundering tongue to lap and rub against hers. It was both a hilarious and endearing sight for the experienced Alicorn, as she could feel from the beating of his heart and the throbbing of his cock that her lavender lover boy had been waiting well over ten years for the chance to do this.
She soon pulled away from him entirely, stuffing her hand down her panties for a brief moment and rubbing the tips of two fingers against her rapidly-wetting cunt. Once she was satisfied with how wet her digits had gotten, she removed them from her underwear and began rubbing them against the flat of Dusk's tongue. She watched his eyes widen in shock with a smug smirk on her lips, the briefest, smallest taste of pussy enough to drive the young Alicorn wild. She watched his hands twitch briefly down by his sides, seemingly sticking to strip club rules of no touching, which was as cute as it was respectable.
"Go ahead, Dusky," she giggled in a playful, almost angelic, manner of speech. "You can touch if you want to."
Like a greyhound released onto the track, Dusk's hands shot to her backside fast and hard enough to make an audible clap and get a surprised moan from Cadance. His fingers squeezed as much as they could fit, Cadance's almost over-sized rear being more than too much for Dusk to grab in two hands alone. They squeezed, kneaded, slapped, and massaged the fat mounds beneath them, exploring the curves, overhangs, and the way it jiggled when he shook it. He resembled a small child testing just how much articulation his new toy had... and Cadance was determined to make sure Dusk was playing with all her in as many angles and positions as she could fit into.
"Enjoying yourself?" she asked once he'd licked her cunt slick off her finger tips.
"M-More... please?" he requested in a meek voice.
"Tell you what..." Cadance said, using her magic to make her underwear disappear entirely, leaving her enormous breasts and hot pussy exposed to the cool air of the living room. "Why don't you drink it from the tap?"
"I... do you want me to move or someth-" the lavender lover began, only for Cadance to collapse sideways onto the couch, dragging him down with her and placing him between her legs with her tongue sticking out in a teasing fashion.
"The clit scores more points than lapping at my labia, I don't care how fast you can lap if you can't do it well, and if you forget my thighs exist during this little exercise I'm going to suffocate you with them. Understand?"
"Yes, Ma'am," Dusk said with a nod.
"Good. Now eat my pussy," she said, lolling her head back as Dusk dived right in.
She had to give the little stallion credit: he followed her instructions rather well and seemed to have a natural gift for this kind of exercise. He found her clit almost instantly, something a lot of the lays she'd had, especially stallions, struggled to do, and wasn't shy to give it as much love and attention as he figured she wanted. Which was all of it. Every ounce of desire and sexual frustration he had, she wanted him to put into his tongue to lap, prod at, and suck her clit until she was squirming.
She ran a hand through his thick, matted mane and finally noticed the little ponytail he'd tied the mop back into. She rolled her eyes at the manestyle, debating whether or not to pull it out before a quick kiss and a perfect suck on her pleasure nub tore a his from her lips, toes curling in a shocked, pleased manner as Dusk continued to slobber on her cunt. In her adventures with stallions in the past, she knew they tended to get a little excited in the pants and drool a good few drips, so to avoid Dusk needing to borrow a pair of underwear, she used magic to strip him down and avoid that issue.
The smaller Alicorn blinked in a surprise manner, going to raise his head to have a look at what had happened before Cadance caught his head with a tip of her finger and pushed him back down onto her pussy.
"Ah-ah, not until you're finished," she said in a cautionary tone.
Her mumbled an affirmative, making up for his attempt to abandon his post with a low, slow lick down Cadance's thigh that ran back up to her cunt, which was also given a long, sloppy lick. Cadance bit down on her lip and groaned loudly, fingers twitching ever so slightly as Dusk really showed off his natural talent at this kind of thing. She placed a finger on the tip of his muzzle, using her lust magic, a trademark of her powers, to sense what and where Dusk was aching for attention. She chuckled quietly to herself as his entire body showed up as a 'red zone' for her; an area on a pony's body where they were lusting for some kind of sexual attention.
She wanted to make a mental list of the ways she was planning on breaking Dusk's dick throughout the night before it became such a long and packed list that she decided to do away with a 'planned dance' and just wanted to let the poor young stallion have his fill with her body. Once he'd given her an orgasm, she was going to take his metaphorical leash off and let him go wild on her. If that so happened to include him humping her thighs, getting a footjob, or just good old vanilla missionary, it didn't matter.
He was free to do with her whatever he pleased, so long as it didn't leave a mark...
Well, a mark that was in a noticeable place...
And one that didn't take too long to heal.
Dusk placed his hands under her thighs, lifting them up and lapping at the crook of the join, getting right into the sweet spot between her thighs and crotch that nearly made the princess of love go cross-eyed from the pleasure. It was a good tactic and one she didn't see on many virgins. Though, knowing as much as she did about Dusk, it wasn't an outlandish assumption that he'd read more than enough books about eating pussy in his down time. He was desperate and horny enough to have done so.
But since he was cute, it wasn't creepy.
Oh, how wonderful double standards were.
Cadance took this time to thank her lust magic, as it allowed her to remain one hundred percent calm and rational, even as aroused as her body was, and he used that focus to grade and encourage Dusk's performance.
"Don't be afraid to really get your tongue in there," she said in a nurturing, almost motherly, voice. "It's a hot spot for me and I want you to work it... no, slow down a little. It's not a race to the finish, Dusk. You've already won this prize."
Eagerness and inexperience made for the most adorable, if not mildly unsatisfying, evenings.
Though the eager little lover did his best and it paid off in a rather pleasant way, as his tongue-work and potent kisses were enough to make the lust-master Alicorn cum. Her legs trembled and she bit down on her lip, regulating her breathing and making sure to keep Dusk's head on her pussy, lapping away at her clit all the time she continued to cum.
"There we go..." she exhaled as the ride came to an end. "There we go..."
She took a deep breath after a long moment, stretching out as one did after a brief nap, before getting up onto her knees.
"Right, lemme see your dick!" she beamed with the tip of her tongue sticking out.
"Uh... alright... but don't laugh at me," Dusk said, getting up off his stomach and awkwardly grabbing hold of his arms, a heavy blush on his cheeks as Cadance laid her eyes on his shaft.
His cock was a few shades darker than the rest of his body, being a rather juicy colour of purple, same as his balls. While Cadance had been around the block before with a few different species and had seen a few titanic cocks in her life from the likes of dragons and yaks... she had no idea what Dusk was talking about.
'Don't laugh at me' she thought. What was she supposed to laugh at? Was there some kind of freckle layout on his cock that told a one-liner? Because from where she was sitting, a fifteen inch dick that was nearly as thick as her forearm was only worth laughing at because she was overjoyed to see it. Most of the stallions she'd palled around with, even the big steroid junkies in the royal guard with biceps thicker than Dusk's quads would be gritting their teeth and blushing in fury at how hung the little Alicorn was.
Not only that, the fact he had such a lithe form and small stature only made him look bigger than he already did. She sat back, crossing her arms underneath her ample bust and smiling playfully at the nervous Alicorn.
"What exactly am I supposed to be laughing at here?" she asked, watching him look at her from underneath his fringe with a curious expression. "You've got a cock that most stallions would give up an arm and a leg for. And you're seriously telling me you've never had sex before? Dusk, if you went to a nightclub and dropped your pants, you'd be fighting off mares with a stick in about five minutes."
"I... uh... thanks, I guess," Dusk said with a still-nervous smile, taking a deep breath and exhaling confidently. "So... are you sure Gleam isn't gonna have a problem with this?"
"Oh, don't worry about that," Cadance beamed. "We've got a good, fair deal going on in our marriage. I get to do my thing, and she gets to do her's. Whether that's each other or another flame of the week, that's completely fine."
"That's unusual..." Dusk said, scratching the back of his head.
"Monogamy is where love goes to die, Dusk. For two people to seal their hearts off and lock them away together, to eliminate the chance to feel the intimate and beautiful connection such as love with only one person..." Cadance explained with a foul taste in her mouth. "It's disgusting. Love, true love, can never be experienced from within the prison of singular relationships. Love is not true unless it is free and wild. That's what she and I believe... and that's why we're here tonight. Lucky you, eh?"
"So... you've got a lot of experience?" Dusk asked.
"What's wrong? Got a problem with used pussy?" Cadance asked with a disappointed tone.
"No, no, not at all," Dusk said with a quick shake of his head. "It's just that... well, you're sat there being the master of the dance, so to speak... and I can barely manage to hit the two step without falling over myself."
"That's what teachers are for, sweetie," Cadance said, beckoning Dusk forward with a curling finger. "Now come here and freestyle for me. You deserve it for being so patient."
"No," Dusk said, crawling over to Cadance and placing his face in her enormous bust. "I don't deserve you at all."
With that, Cadance hugged him close, allowing Dusk to lick and suckle at her breasts, his nimble hands exploring her body, seeming as restless as they came and being completely unable to find a single spot to settle on. She'd expected nothing less, as Dusk was like a small foal in a toy store with over a million different toys. He wanted to play, wanted to know what everything did, how it handled, which way it bent, how it felt, where it was hot and cold.
It was a flattering experience for Cadance, to drive somepony so wild with desire from her naked form alone that they had no idea what to do with her. He soon grabbed hold of her ass once more, Dusk gently toying with her cheeks and her asshole, prodding at her hot entrance to her cove with a finger and grinding his cock against her stomach as he did so. She once again turned on her lust magic, eyes glowing brightly as she stared down at his body, seeing most of his form returning to a cooler blue... except for his tongue.
He might as well have had magma in his mouth from how hot the lust concentration in his maw was, seeing him drooling as his hands played with her back end. She wasn't stupid. She knew exactly what he wanted and where that tongue needed to be. It was a breath of fresh air to her in the bedroom, as Gleaming often hated going in the back door. Maybe Dusk was something to keep around for recurring dance lessons if he ate ass as good as he did pussy.
"You hungry, baby?" she asked with a chuckle.
"W-What?" Dusk stuttered, brought out of his stupor by her voice.
Cadance didn't answer, instead moving away from his body and getting onto her hands and knees, waving her phat pink ass back and forth in front of the starving Alicorn.
"You know you want it," she said, laying down flat on her tits as she spread her ass cheeks wide, her tail swishing back and forth as she bared her back end at him. "C'mon, baby. Dig in."
Dusk's body was trembling with excitement, having been riding a sexual high like nothing else for so damn long that it had began to exhaust him. He moved forwards, crawling across the couch on his hands and knees before simply pressing his face into Cadance's ass, feeling the heat and inhaling the scents of her treasures in such a desperate way that it made Cadance giggle.
"Goodness me..." she said, grinding her ass against his face while all Dusk did was stick his tongue out. "Did I break you?"
Dusk seemed to alpha-up for a brief moment here, grabbing hold of Cadance's goddess-like rear with both hands, clapping them onto her cutie marks with enough force to make her moan before stabbing his tongue against her asshole. Cadance groaned at the pleasurable pressure against her back entrance, eyes wavering slightly as she blinked as slow as she drew in her next breath. She continued to grind against him, her tail lying flat over his head as her ass and cunt continue to rub on his muzzle, no doubt overloading the eager virgin's mind with a desire to breed.
She wanted to break him a little. She knew he lusted for quite a few mares, she'd seen it for years in him. Maybe if she teased him a bit too much, pushed him just enough to get him over the edge of his platonic desire and really get him interested in fucking mares, he'd have the desire to go out and plough some more pussy instead of playing nice around so many hotties and leaving them high and dry.
"Feel good, hun?" Cadance asked in a slow, moaning tone. "Ready for dinner, are we? Come on, sugar, I've warmed it up for you... dig in."
And there it went.
Dusk's fingers dug into Cadance's fleshy rear, tongue feverishly lapping against her asshole as he buried his muzzle deep enough into the crack of her ass to nearly lose the fucking thing. Cadance's eyes rolled back slightly, thoroughly enjoying the first visitor to that particular oasis in a few months too many. She could hear Dusk growling as he devoured her asshole, tongue pushing past her sphincter several times over, all the while his hands continued to grip something vicious on her ass.
"Gimme a squeeze, baby," Cadance requested politely, knowing that she was still the master of the circus... for now, at least.
What she got, however, was a slap. A vicious, open-and-flat-palm strike across her ass that made her jiggly rear ripple like a swimming pool that had just been kicked. She squeaked loudly, both in pain and pleasure, but soon recovered her composure and pushed her ass back against his face, only pressuring him to stab his muzzle deeper against her treasure drove.
The scent alone was driving Dusk crazy, she could see it in how focused and rigid his body had become. He slapped her again, this time on the other cheek, making sure both of her cutie marks were as stinging and as red as each other. He had some power in those hands of his if the buzz of pain was anything to judge by. He was starting to get as brave as his dick size said he should be, really bringing out that dominant, pussy-crushing side as he forced her legs over wider, stabbing his fingers into her cunt as he lapped at her asshole, soaking the crack of her cheeks with spit well and truly in a manner Cadance adored.
Looks like his big sister had some competition when it came to oral foreplay. Maybe she could organise an event sometime down the line to see who could make her cum faster? Or maybe she could make them pleasure each other? That'd be fucking hot.
She turned on her lust senses again, getting a feel for where Dusk was in terms of sexual desires. Turns out the poor stallion was off in fucking wonderland right now, as she could feel every other sense except desire. It made her chuckle almost as much as it made her moan, just how hard Dusk was driving his tongue inside her tight, wet asshole and how insatiable he seemed to be with his devouring.
It almost made Cadance want to see how long he would be content with this practice, curious if she could just leave him with his face in her ass until he got bored. Could be a few minutes, could be an hour, or he could be there for the rest of time for all she knew.
Virgins worked in mysterious ways.
After so she did, keeping a mental note of the passage of time before Dusk became bored with his 'tunnel exloration' and wanted to move onto something else. Fuck, it wasn't like she hated the sensation. Having a wet tongue as deep in a cavern with that many nerves was something she dreamed of. She was having quite a pleasant, relaxing time with her brother-in-law seemingly having ascended to a nirvana beyond anything else on could normally achieve. The tongue was warm and loving, and the sound of Dusk devouring to his heart's content was enough to bring a pleasant smile to her face.
She closed her eyes and rested on her arms, allowing the younger Alicorn to have the time of his life while she got close to napping... well, that was until she felt an arm's thickness of purple dick press against her puckered asshole with a hand gripping at her tail.
Well... now this just got interesting.
"You're gonna want some lube," Cadance said, spawning a bottle of the good shit over Dusk's titanic length and pouring it over both his dick and her asshole. "Spit tastes nice. Ain't too good while your 'digging the mineshaft', so to speak."
Normally, she often saved the 'back door party' as it was for sometime towards the end of the romp, but she had given Dusk an all-access pass, so to speak, so he could go wherever he wanted for that night. And where he wanted to go was deep. The work outs he'd been having with Rainbow certainly seemed to give him some additional 'oomph' when it came to fucking, as once the tip of his shaft was pressed against her tight entrance, a mighty thrust of his cock had it buried fifteen inches deep in her guts within a second.
It rocked her forwards, experience and the size of her body being the only thing keeping her from crying out in pain. She was used to dick in bigger quantities and being six feet and three inches made it more than easy for her to accommodate the size of Dusk's length without too much discomfort. In fact, since it lacked the enormous knot of a dragon cock, he didn't have the same fascination with biting as Diamond Dogs did, and the lack of spines or a spiked tip that plagued griffon dick, Dusk was possible the most comfortable thing she'd taken in her ass that wasn't a smooth, plastic toy.
She exhaled slowly, once again getting used to that tight, tense feeling in her stomach moments before she felt the tug of Dusk's thick, smooth meat pulling out of her once again. It took the wind out of her the first few times he bucked back inside, reminding herself to keep her mouth open for instinctive breathing to keep her lungs functioning, but once she'd mentally gotten herself prepared, and once the adorable little stallion had gotten his rut going, she was left with the pleasure of stretching and the gentle thud of Dusk's hips against her fat ass.
A hand tugging her tail and a hand on her ass was always how she liked it, making her feel like Dusk was a gift from some kind of god just for her, as the perfect little penetrator was doing just that. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she lay on the bed, hearing Dusk grunt and curse under his breath in an amusing fashion as his balls began slapping against her cunt. Her mind drifted as to how he managed to cross his legs over without crushing his bitch-breaker and apple-sized balls as she heard the sound of his sweat-slicked nuts slapping against her cunt.
Goodness, he had a rhythm to him. Hard, vigorous, and extremely well-timed. She'd almost forgotten the fact that this was his first rodeo. Almost forgotten until thirty seconds later...
"C-Cadance!" the lavender Alicorn grunted in an cracking tone.
He slammed his hips against her ass for the last time, nuts tightening against his body as he blew his load inside her.
"Oh!" Cadance exclaimed as she felt the hot, thick load spurt out inside her, the sheer volume of cum that Dusk was able to blow reminding her of why she would always prefer a creampie from a stallion rather than a dragon, as nobody 'slang muck' like a pony could.
Dusk pulled out after well over twenty seconds of orgasm, leaving his load spilling out of Cadance's stretched asshole as he dropped back onto the bed, panting and wheezing rather heavily for such a short sex session. Cadance got up to her knees, feeling Dusk's thick, creamy load pouring down her sweat-slicked thighs as she did so, before turning around and facing him with a calm expression.
"S-Sorry..." he stammered in an embarrassed manner, his cheeks as red as a ripe tomato as he sat in a meek, ashamed position. "I haven't done this before... and you just felt... so good."
Cadance reached a finger forwards, gently placing it against his lip with a smile on her own. Dusk fell silent afterwards as Cadance crawled over to him, scooping the smaller stallion up and embracing him in a warm, loving hug.
"I take it as a compliment, if anything," she whispered into his ear before licking the inside of the tip it.
Goosebumps shot up Dusk's back and arms at the gesture, Cadance sliding a hand between their stomachs to grip at Dusk's cock. She squeezed the cum-soaked object between her fingers, feeling the glue-thick spunk that had filled her organs still clinging to the dark purple shaft, gently kissing Dusk on the cheek once more as she began to stroke his dick.
"You wanna cum again?" she asked, giving long strokes of that massive cock.
"Y-Yes..." he said, gritting his teeth and panting as his ears flattened against his skull.
Cadance leaned back, really getting the crook of her elbow into stroking Dusk's cock as the smaller Alicorn began to moan quietly. It seem that him being such a quick shot had really taken the wind out of his sails. Seemed like she was going to need to get the winds blowing again... and speaking of blowing. She pushed the lithe stallion down onto the couch, making him lie comfortably against the arm before sliding down to his cock.
She placed her tongue at the base of his meat, gently probing at his sweaty sack before taking a long, slow drag of her tongue all the way up to the tip. Each inch she dragged her tongue over got her more and more hot, sticky cum on her tongue, something that took her more effort she'd like to admit to not swallow and guzzle down immediately. She tipped it off and retracted her tongue, swallowing down the viscous load before repeating the process, getting each and every inch of his cock clean with tongue lappings before sliding her mouth down onto the monster.
Dusk squirmed awkwardly for a moment, clearly not used to the sensation of a hot, wet maw around his cock, especially not one as talented as Cadance's. The pink Alicorn smiled silently to herself, finding the entire display of his awkwardness to be extremely endearing, especially as she watched that alpha mentality begin to return as he slowly, tentatively grabbed hold of the back of her head and began to push her down further onto his dick.
He'd be a little numb at this point, all stallions were after an orgasm, so she'd get to treat him for longer without him blowing his load in a matter of seconds. She held no ill will towards him for the 'transgression', as nopony's first time was anything they looked back on fondly, especially if both participants are virgins. Ended up being less like actual sex and moreso action figures rubbing against each other with no idea where to find the hole.
With somepony as experienced as she was, Dusk would cum fast, but he'd at least enjoy himself more than he would otherwise. Speaking of enjoying himself, she could hear the little stallion cursing under his breath and inhaling sharply whenever she hit a sweet spot on his length. So far, that seemed to be his medial ring, so that's what she gave the most TLC. She slid his cock deeper into her maw, taking it over her tongue and into her throat to allow herself easy access to his ring. This was something that nearly broke Dusk, as his sheer size made Cadance's tight gullet feel almost like a second mouth.
His fingers tugged at her mane slightly, causing a brief twitch of pain for Cadance, but nothing she wasn't able to deal with. Once at the right area, she began lashing her tongue over his ring every which way she could, prodding at it with the tip of her tongue or continuously swirling her oral muscle around the thick hunk of flesh. Dusk's instincts seemed to take over after a while, both hands on the back of Cadance's head and his hips bucking forward ever so slightly.
She decided to dial it back, let the desperate Alicorn take the reigns again and just let him have his fun. After all, she'd had bigger in her mouth that had gone a lot harder than Dusk was. So she relaxed, merely resting her arms on his legs and allowing him to thrust his shaft in and out of her maw over and over again. While not exactly the most skilled, Dusk seemed able to keep a steady rhythm with his hips instead of just short bursts and long pauses to avoid cumming that plagued a lot of the stallions that hadn't discovered their limits yet.
The pink Alicorn kept her lips taut and her eyes locked onto his, an endearing and supportive gaze probably being all Dusk needed to feel like he was doing well. He picked up the pace rather suddenly, and from how his face twitched briefly, she was more than capable of seeing that he was ready to blow his load again. She sucked in a deep breath through her nose and prepared herself, ready for the torrent that came when Dusk did as his dam burst again.
She was expecting much less than the near bucket-full he'd sprayed inside her last time, but it seemed that Dusk was a quick refill as he dumped almost the exact same amount of hot cum into Cadance's stomach. She gulped it down in a restrained manner, years of practice and surprisingly good cardio allowing herself to gulp and swallow down every single drop of the stallion's thick paste without any difficulty.
After a solid forty seconds, Cadance removed herself from Dusk's quickly-wilting cock, exhaling in a satisfied manner after wiping the spit from her maw and winking playfully at him. The lavender Alicorn was drenched in sweat, his ears flat against his skull, and his small chest heaving with exhaustion. Cadance giggled quietly, sitting up straight and crossing her legs over as her partner for the evening made his best attempt to pick himself up and get his breath back.
"How are you enjoying yourself?" Cadance asked. "Ready for bed yet?"
"I... no... not yet," Dusk said with a shake of his head, steeling his nerves and making a brave request of his sister-in-law. "Can I fuck your pussy?"
Cadance had been expecting that request at some point as there was barely a stallion she'd slept with that didn't want 'The Full Monty' as it were. She was more than willing to let him have his fun, but decided to tease him a little first.
"I dunno..." she smirked. "Have you been a good enough colt for it?"
"Yes," Dusk nodded.
"Are you sure about that?" she asked, giggling quietly. "Did you clean your room and get all your homework done?"
"Folded the sheets over, fluffed the pillows, and have it tidied away in my bag for class first thing tomorrow," Dusk nodded with a smile, playing along as much as he needed to.
"Well, if you say so... but you have to do something else in return," she said in a slow, teasing tone.
"What do you want me to do?"
"If you fuck my pussy... you're not allowed to wear a condom and you're not allowed to pull out," she said with a wink, sticking the tip of her tongue out. "You gotta get me pregnant."
"What?!" Dusk exclaimed in horror, nearly back flipping off the couch. "I can't do that! You're married! Gleaming'll kill me if she finds out I did it!"
"Hey, hey, calm down," Cadance said, moving over to Dusk and placing her hands on his shoulders. "I've already talked about this kind of thing before. In fact, we've been looking for a nice stallion to help us out here. You'd be perfect for it."
"You've been... shopping for a stud?" Dusk asked.
"I'm afraid we have to. Even though Gleam and I love each other very much, we're lacking a few pieces of the puzzle to make a whole foal. No matter how much we rub pussies and wish really hard, it's not gonna make one pop out of nowhere," Cadance explained. "So, we've been 'shopping', as you so aptly put it... and haven't really found anypony we like. Except you, that is."
"Why me?" Dusk asked. "I'm not... I'm not exactly the pinnacle of masculinity most people look for in a stud. I'm like five-foot-six, thin as a rake, and don't have any really strong male traits."
"I think you're hotter than most stallions I run into," Cadance shrugged.
"Why?"
"I like my boys twinky," Cadance said in a sultry tone.
"You still haven't answered my question," Dusk countered. "Why me?"
"Without going into the socio-economic year-end chart read-out of our preferential desire for candidacy of one Dusk Shine," Cadance said with a roll of her eyes. "I love you. Your sister loves you. I want a foal. You can give me one. Both your sister and I agree we'd much rather bounce your foal on our knee than some random stud we screened for the process."
"I... you... you love me?" Dusk asked in a taken aback manner. "Is that... as a friend, a family member, or a partner?"
"Yes," Cadance said as she leaned in closer to him, briefly kissing him on the lips as she adjusted his position.
She straddled his waist, grinding the hot, wet lips of her cunt against his rapidly-hardening cock with a playful glint in her eye.
"Whaddaya say, Dusk?" she asked. "Wanna play house with you as the daddy?"
"That sounds wonderful," Dusk nodded, placing his hands on Cadance's hips and smiling at her. "So do you want me to push into you as you slide down or are we gonna-"
Cadance dropped herself onto his cock and immediately hit it home inside her, the sudden tightness around Dusk's monster cock causing him to nearly squeal in pleasure as Cadance's hands lay flat on his chest. She moaned loudly at the sudden invasion of stretching heat, feeling every solid inch of hard dick pulse and throb inside her in a way that nearly drove her crazy.
"Nfhn. Fuck," she groaned, sweeping her fringe out of her eyes before beginning to ride Dusk's throbbing cock.
Dusk was quick to recover, hands tightly gripped on Cadance's birthing hips as he began to buck into her, their bodies slapping together loudly as their thrusts met in time. Cadance could feel herself being stretched almost to the breaking point, wondering if she needed to use her magic to accommodate the size of the stallion in her like she did with so many other, bigger species.
No, she thought. She could tough it out. Sure it would be quite the ego boost for the lavender Alicorn, but being able to run around and say 'I bred a princess' was probably all the ego boost he needed for now. She leaned even further forward, resting more of her weight on her arms and really allowing her skilled hips to work Dusk's cock. She wondered how long he'd last before he came, seeing as how he didn't get nearly as long of a break as last time for a refill. It didn't really matter to her that much, though. A drip would be the same as a gallon in term of getting her pregnant. All she needed was one sperm and she'd have what she and Gleaming needed.
That being said... she was a fan of cum. If Dusk wanted to douse her in baby batter, she wasn't going to complain.
She was covered in sweat now, panting heavily as her core muscles began to burn from the exertion of riding as hard as she was. Breeding sex was much more taxing than light fucking, a thing she should've probably already guessed a this point in her life. She also began to question how Dusk had turned into some kind of lastability god, as she'd been going harder on his cock than she ever had before and he didn't even seem to be getting close to blowing his load.
His petite hips slammed against hers, driving that fat cock deeper and deeper inside her, her womb seeming so desperate to breed that it was about to swallow her brother-in-law's cock and milk it personally. Cadance's body was wracked with shivers of pleasure and desire, sheer bliss causing her to accidentally drool onto her tits, eyes rolling back as she felt her own orgasm fast-approaching.
Dusk was gonna make her cum with his cock before he nutted inside her. Quite an achievement for the fastest shot in Ponyville it seemed, she thought to herself in a teasing manner. She gripped hold of his shoulders, squeezing almost enough to cause discomfort as Dusk grabbed and manhandled her fat, pink rear, groping and squeezing the flesh as he continued to pound her cunt over and over again.
The end was nigh for the pair of them, and sooner than their minds would have liked but just when their bodies needed it, they came. Hot, hard, and heavy their orgasms came knocking, both of them wrapping their arms around the other as the juices started flowing. Dusk came harder and heavier than before, the usual enormous flow of fuck muck was put to shame with this load as Cadance could feel it pump her so full that her belly began to stretch to accommodate it.
"Oh f-fuck!" she exclaimed as her pussy clamped tighter around Dusk's cock, the flood of cum seeming unending as he bred the pretty pink princess' pretty pink pussy.
The ride came to an end in a beautiful fashion, as the newly-pregnant princess turned them both over, pulling Dusk's cock out of her pussy and jetting excess cum all over the couch. Neither of them cared, though. They were both too love drunk to do anything other than kiss and snuggle against one another, tongues and muzzles rubbing together as Dusk placed a hand on Cadance's now-pregnant belly.
"Do... do you have a name?" he asked.
"Yeah... sleep, if it's a boy," she nodded. "And 'ask me again in the morning' if it's a girl. Goodnight, Dusk."
"Goodnight, Cadance," the lavender Alicorn yawned. "I love you."
"I love you too, baby," she said, pecking him on the lips again before they both drifted off into a peaceful, loving sleep.