An Offer You Can't Refuse
Dusk leaned back against the faux-leather seat of the booth he sat in, eyes scanning around the quiet restaurant to get a grasp on the scene. The rain pounding down outside the building seemed to have scared off most ponies, sending them scuttling home under umbrellas, magic shields, and whatever objects they could hold over themselves. Taking his weight off his feet and extending his legs fully, he relaxed his muscles. The black woollen coat he'd worn to the cafe was sat next to him, folded nice and neat while still exuding the heat it had gathered from his body. Fidgeting quietly, he picked at the well-worn purple sweat that clung to his small, shapely chest.
"Can I get you anything, sir?" came a voice from behind him.
Dusk's fur-tipped ears twitched in response to the sound, quickly turning his head to the sight of a pegasus about the same age as him in a waiter's uniform.
"A black coffee, please, with ice," he responded with a courteous smile.
The pegasus dipped his head, turning and heading back over to the counter as Dusk's attention returned to the old oak of the table in front of him. He crossed his ankle over his knee under it, his black jeans thankfully untouched by the wet weather because of a quick spell he'd cast, and he began to think.
Cadance and Gleaming called him out here because they had 'news'. 'News' was not a specific term, nor did it tell him anything about what to expect. What 'news' did they have? Were they moving? Divorcing? Adding a third to the marriage? Moving back in with Velvet? It was such a non-specific way to describe something that it had tied his stomach in knots from the moment he got the letter to the moment he sat down at the cafe. He fidgeted quietly, tugging at the fraying fabric on the sleeve of his sweater, eyes darting over the table as he did so.
What had they said recently? Were they happy with each other? Had they been secretive? Were any hints dropped about what this could be? Did they do something wrong? Did he do something wrong? His foot wiggle over his knee, sending a comforting vibration up the entirety of his leg. It helped him focus his breathing and focus his mind. With a shake of his head, he cast out the negative thoughts.
If it had been something bad, it wouldn't be getting discussed over coffee in a public cafe. It'd be done at either their home, his, or their mother's, if it was that drastic. Chances were, this was a courtesy meeting for some announcement. They were going on vacation, they were getting a dog, or something else that would impact their lives, but not tear it apart. With a heavy sigh and a slow nod, more to himself than anything else, he decided it would be best to drop the anxious panicking and try to remain optimistic.
This action was not performed, no matter how hard he tried.
Even when his coffee arrived and he got a smile from the cute waiter, his nervousness didn't subside, nor did it falter. He seemed content to panic and fidget until his family arrived to tell him exactly what nefarious purpose they'd called him out here for. Every time the bell rang to signal the opening of the door, Dusk's ears shot up like a tracking hound's picking up its prey. Because of the poor weather, it didn't ring too often, but after the fourth or fifth ring in about half an hour, his older sister and sister-in-law arrived in all their glory.
You'd have to be blind not to notice them, either from the sheer size of them or from their colour palettes. Cadance's gorgeous pink-scale hues and near-glowing purple irises, to Gleaming's snow-white coat and two-toned mane, matched with her own gorgeous ocean-blue eyes. From Cadance's extremely endowed, curvaceous, and motherly figure hidden underneath a thick sweater and jeans, to Gleaming's powerful, muscular frame topped off with her own feminine endowments of a more-than-noticeable size. Both standing at six feet and six inches, broad, bright, and colourful, they were a sight to behold.
Dusk caught the end of their conversation as Gleaming squeezed the water from the end of her ponytail-styled mane and Cadance took down their umbrella.
"-for forty minutes straight. Dusk's either gonna have fallen asleep or gone home after this long," he heard Gleam sigh in an annoyed expression.
"Hey, I'm not going to cut and run on your mother when she's in the middle of telling a story," Cadance responded, gently flicking Gleaming on the muzzle.
Gleam's expression seized briefly at the sudden an unexpected assault, soon responding by giving her wife's expansive backside a vigorous slap. It was a strike that could be heard all throughout the store, topped only in volume by the loud and lewd moan Cadance let out, getting every pair of eyes in the cafe on them.
"W-Will you cut that out?" Gleam stammered out, embarrassment washing over her expression with a beautiful coat of pink.
"Only if you promise to do it again," Cadance giggled, gently shaking her rear against her wife's crotch.
"Just go find Dusk already..." the blue-maned mare growled in annoyance. "I'm gonna go get some drinks."
"As you wish," Cadance nodded, gently swinging the thoroughly-shaken umbrella up onto her shoulder before looking around the cafe.
Dusk raised his hand in a subtle and slow wave, not too eager to draw any more attention to himself than Cadance had already done with her display. That had always been her secret weapon to get people to follow along with her. She was a mare without shame and thoroughly enjoyed watching others squirm nervously in those situations, being more than quick to resort to a squeak or a moan to get her way.
The enormous mare spotted Dusk's greeting, a wide smile spreading onto her gorgeous features and her eyes lighting up as she spotted her brother-in-law. Having found their target, so to speak, Cadance called out to Gleaming in a caring and oh-so-delicate way.
"Oi, bitch," Cadance growled in a low, unfitting tone for her usually soft voice.
Gleaming turned around with a an annoyed expression, only for Cadance to point at the squirming little stallion sat by himself. Once Gleam's eyes locked onto Dusk, her anger melted away and was replaced with a toothy, almost smug grin as she made a finger-gun gesture at her little sibling. Dusk waved to his much bigger sister, happy to see her in a better mood than before, as Cadance made her way over to the booth.
She glided into position in an almost-unnaturally graceful fashion for a mare of her size and... endowments. Dusk caught quite the noticeable jiggle of her bust as it threw itself about in the move, allowing himself a brief moment of gawking before returning his eyes back up to Cadance...
Who was currently staring directly at him with a grin that told him she'd caught him red-handed.
"I don't mind, you know?" she mentioned, resting her elbows on the table and leaning onto them as looked at Dusk. "There's nothing wrong with a bit of window shopping so long as you're not smash and grabbing."
"Not a clue what you're talking about," he said, taking a calm sip of his lukewarm, almost-empty cup of coffee as he looked away from her gaze.
"Of course you don't," she purred playfully, gently kicking him in the shin under the table. "So, how've you been keeping?"
"Oh, same as usual, really," Dusk shrugged in a non-committal fashion. "Books, science, tests, lectures, meetings, and all the other extremely boring shit I get up to."
"Anything interesting happen whatsoever in any of those?" Cadance asked.
"Nothing that you'd find interesting in the slightest," Dusk answered truthfully.
"Oh, I'm sure I've got enough nerd in me to find at least something in there eyebrow-raisingly interesting," Cadance scoffed. "Tell me something interesting that happened."
"Alright," Dusk nodded, going quiet for a moment to think of something. "We recently discovered a new alloy combination that's greatly reduced the market value of steel in Yakyakistan."
"Wow," Cadance whistled, nodding slowly as she spoke. "You were right. That totally wasn't interesting."
Dusk smirked quietly, slowly shaking his head as his eyes cast down towards the table. His attention was snatched again as his older sister nearly collapsed into the booth herself. She slammed drinks onto the table with vigor, eyes alight with anger and a pouting snarl on her muzzle.
"This is the worst day," Gleam snarled.
"What's wrong?" Dusk asked in concern.
"These fuckers are committing warcrimes," she responded.
"No cinnamon rolls?" Cadance asked in a tone of voice that said she knew exactly where this anger was coming from.
"Not a fucking one," Gleam spat in response. "I'd have been less angry if they were shortchanging me and butchering foals on the counter."
"In that order?" Cadance teased.
"Exactly in that order," came the huffed response.
"Oh, poor baby," Cadance moaned, gently petting Gleaming on the head before kissing her on the cheek.
"Right, war crimes aside," Dusk chuckled, waving away the current topic of conversation before continuing. "What news have you guys got?"
The two mares were silent for a brief moment, eyeing each other up, each with different reactions. Cadance's grin was playful, her eyes narrowed in an almost-seductive manner, whereas Gleam's lips pursed and her eyes shone with a light of awkwardness. Dusk looked back and forth between them for a lingering moment, unsure of what the silence was for, only for Cadance to be the one to step forward, so to speak.
"Well... it's less so news, as of now, and more of a proposition... of sorts," Cadance began in a playfully-obtuse tone, gesturing unsuredly with her hand as she spoke.
"Okay..." Dusk said, lingering on the word as he looked to Gleam for context.
His older sister was currently giving a thorough examination to the table beneath her, eyes locked onto anything else that wasn't him as her wife spoke.
"I'm not gonna beat around the bush any further than I need to, sugar," Cadance giggled with a wide, beaming smile, gently placing her hand on Dusk's as she leaned slightly closer. "Gleam and I are wanting to have a foal, and we want you to be the father."
Dusk was quiet for a brief moment.
Dusk was unmoving for a moment longer.
Dusk was then uppercutted by the reality of what Cadance had just suggested.
Blinking furiously and turning a the deepest shade of pink he could achieve, he nearly shrank so deep into his chair he could've fallen through it.
"Did I hear that right?" Dusk squeaked.
"I told you he wouldn't wanna do it," Gleam spoke up suddenly.
"Oh, hush, you, he hasn't even answered the question yet," Cadance sighed, gently flicking Gleam on the arm before turning her attention back to the quivering femboy sat across the table from them. "Yes, you heard that exactly right. So... are you interested?"
"I... uh... I don't..." Dusk began, his foot wiggling faster than ever across his ankle as his eyes drifted over to his sister, first and foremost. "Are you okay with that?"
"I'm fine with it, in all honesty," Gleam shrugged in a just-as-awkward fashion. "It's not like we can do it ourselves... and there's not really anyone else I'd be comfortable with raising the foal of..."
"Aren't you two... open, though?" Dusk asked.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean I parade myself around as a foal factory, Dusk," Cadance chuckled. "There's a hellof a lot of difference between being open to your partner banging other bitches on the side and, y'know, having their offspring."
"I... yeah, no, that makes complete sense," Dusk nodded curtly, clearing his throat and tugging at his sleeve. "So, uh... why me, specifically, for the donor?"
"Well... because we both know you, we both trust you, and we, uh... we like the way that... I mean you're not..." Gleam began, only to trail off as an inability to find her voice hit her.
Cadance took over again as her lover lost her lustre, clapping her hands together and smiling widely as she spoke.
"Because we want our baby to be gorgeous, and you're one of the most beautiful things we've ever laid eyes on!" she smiled.
Dusk smiled silently, his blush coming back even stronger as he looked up at his family again.
"I'm flattered, really, but... don't you like the idea of them growing up to be big and strong?" he asked in an unsure voice. "I mean... I appreciate the compliment, but I'm not exactly the most... empowered stallion you could find."
He gestured at himself as he spoke. To his short stature, his girlish features, his long, mare-like, ponytailed mane.
"Isn't there someone else that's a better fit?" he finished.
"If there was, sugar, I assure you, we'd be asking them," Cadance's response came in a soft, reassuring tone. "Besides, if we do end up having a boy, I'd love to raise a girly little thing like you. I'd dress him up all cute and style his mane all the time."
"She's been doing this for the past three weeks since I brought it up," Gleaming groaned, rubbing her face into her palms as she spoke.
"Wait... you suggested... me?" Dusk asked.
"Y-Yeah," Gleam nodded, inhaling briefly before seemingly finding her voice again. "I love you to pieces, I think you're absolutely beautiful, and I can't think of anyone else on this planet I'm okay knocking up my wife... if you're not okay with it, that's fine, but... you were always my first choice."
"That's... thank you, Gleam," Dusk said, looking his sister in the eye with a strong blush seemingly-tattooed on his cheeks at this point. "That really means a lot to me... but I don't think the last one's something you should worry about..."
"And... why's that, Dusk?" Cadance purred in a seductive tone. "Actually... you mentioned the word 'donor' a while back. What, exactly, do you think I'm asking you to do when I say I want you to father my child?"
Dusk's breath caught in his throat as Cadance spoke, the last sentence hitting him as hard in the groin as it did in the chest. He coughed into his sleeve quietly, visibly taken aback by her statement, and it was something Cadance noticed. A smile, as sinister as it was playful, curling at the edges of her plump lips as she spotted Dusk's oh-so-lustful reaction to the suggestion of breeding.
"I'd, uh... assume the same process as most artificial insemination programs?" he answered. "I provide a sample... and then you go to a clinic to have it... administered?"
Gleam looked over to Cadance, noticing the wide, Cheshire-like grin that had spread onto her wife's face as she heard Dusk awkwardly amble through his explanation. The look on her face gave an impression that she was about to burst out into teasing laughter... but the look in her eyes, the hungry gaze she lathered the poor stallion with gave the impression of a confident predator zeroing in on its next meal.
"Cute, but not quite what I had in mind," the pink princess sniggered. "No, Dusky, my dear boy... I want you and I to have a much more... natural insemination than that."
For the second time in that conversation, Dusk's heart seemingly wanted to check out the next booth over, as a sheer panic shot through every inch of him and almost blasted it out of his chest. His eyes widened, he nearly choked on his own spit, and fire alarms began going off in his brain.
"I think you just gave him an aneurysm, Cadance," Gleam said, cocking her head sideways and looking at Dusk with worry.
"I might have to agree with you on that one," Cadance nodded slowly, leaning back in her seat and crossing her slender arms over her titanic bust. "I think I may have broken this one."
"You want to have sex with me?" Dusk squeaked in a much calmer voice.
"Oh no, it lives after all," she smiled, eyes lighting up once more. "And, yes. Oh my, yes."
"I'm not... are you sure I'm really... I dunno... good enough, for that?" he asked, now visibly trembling from the adrenaline rush coursing through him.
"Ooh, from the glowing reviews I've heard, you seem to be more than up to snuff," Cadance chuckled, playfully elbowing Gleam in the ribs.
Dusk's eyes darted over to his sister, her blue gaze falling on Cadance in an annoyed glare.
"I said he was the same kind of big that you liked, I never said he was some kind of shagmaster," Gleam growled. "Besides, I wouldn't know. We've never had sex before."
"But the two of you have fooled around over the years, no?" Cadance asked, looking between the two of them.
"I mean, sort of?" Gleam shrugged.
"Bits and pieces, here and there, but never..." Dusk muttered under his breath.
"Have you ever made each other cum before?" Cadance brought up.
"I... I think so?" Gleam struggled, looking at her brother for guidance.
"I, uh... ate her out once at a hotel..." Dusk grumbled in an almost-inaudible whisper. "It looked like it made her..."
"Y-Yeah, it did," Gleam coughed suddenly.
"And did you finish him, too?" Cadance asked her wife.
"N-No..." she mumbled.
Cadance blinked silently for a brief moment, eyes scanning up and down her wife's blue hues and white whites before her voice returned to her.
"What kind of shit sister are you?" she snapped. "Your little brother goes through all that trouble to get you off, and you don't even bother to make him cum in return?"
"W-Will you keep your voice down!" Gleam hissed, looking around the room with a look of horror in her eyes.
"Gleam, this is Equestria, incest isn't illegal here," Cadance growled with a dismissive eyeroll. "Also, weren't you the best mare at one of your friend's weddings when she married herbrother?"
"Yes, I was, but that was..." Gleam began, only to wave it away with a sigh. "Never mind, we're getting off topic. I don't know how he fucks, because he's never fucked me... but he's big, alright?"
"How big?" Cadance asked with a lecherous grin.
"Do I really have to tell you that right now?" Gleam sighed, her cheeks flushing red as she spoke.
"Yes," Cadance nodded.
"I dunno... it's been years since I saw it, but last time it was something like... ten? Eleven inches long," Gleam shrugged.
"Impressive," Cadance smirked.
"That's..." Dusk began, steeling his nerves for what was going to be his first boast of the conversation. "That's not true..."
"Really, now?" Cadance asked, eyes flashing hungrily once more.
"It's bigger than... than that," he spat out, cheeks burning pink and eyes locked down onto the table.
"How much bigger?" the pink princess asked.
"F... fifteen..." he squeaked.
"Really?" Cadance asked with a wide, ravenous smile.
"Yes," he confirmed.
"And what about girth?" she pressed.
"..."
"Come on, I promise I won't laugh," Cadance reassured.
"Ten," he said after a heavy sigh.
"In... in inches?" Gleam asked in disbelief.
"Y-Yeah," he nodded, another coat of blush applying itself to his cheeks as he squirmed nervously in his seat.
"Can... can I see it?" Cadance asked with a giddy smile on her maw.
"Cadance!" Gleam snapped, her outrage being heard by everyone else in the café.
"Now who's making a scene, hm?" Cadance grinned smugly at her wife, chuckling quietly before turning back to Dusk. "I'm just kidding, anyway. I'm not gonna ask you to commit an exposure misdemeanour for my amusement... unless you really want to?"
Feeling the glare that was hot enough to melt metal beaming into the side of her head from her wife, Cadance decided that it would be best to drop her little game and return to a much more relaxed, less sexually-charged, and non-illegal topic of conversation.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop probing the poor boy about his shween," Cadance chuckled. "At least until we get back home."
The wink from her near-glowing pink eye made Dusk blush even brighter.
"So? Are you interested in the oh-so-generous proposal, or are we gonna have to go shopping somewhere else?" the Alicorn continued, leaning onto the table and blinking playfully at her in-law.
"I... I don't know..." Dusk muttered. "I don't know if I can... I dunno, father a child."
"I can suggest a very fun way to find out, if you want?" Cadance joked, making a rude gesture with her hands.
"Cadance," Gleam growled. "He knows how to, you moron, he's just not sure if he wants to. He's barely twenty years old at this point."
"I do often forget not everyone is up for breeding as much as I am," the pink princess sighed, nodding in thought as she leaned back and crossed her arms. "If you're worried about being trapped in a corner with a child, that's not going to be an issue. You can have as much or as little to do with the tyke as you choose, honestly."
"That... that seems a bit mean," Dusk pondered.
"Nonsense. Like any sperm donor, you're not legally expected to have any proper involvement as a parent," Cadance waved away. "If you wanna do nothing more than the usual uncle duties of tolerating their existence whenever we bring them to see you, or if you want to take a fathering role as much as often, it's completely okay with me. What about you, Gleam?"
"I... I can't really imagine Dusk having it in him to raise a kid just yet-" Gleam began.
"-hey-" the stallion interrupted.
"-but I'm fine with either or anything inbetween," Gleam continued, looking at her younger brother. "I know you've got a hell of a lot of stuff on your plate as it is and I don't think trying to force fatherhood onto all of that is a kind thing to do."
"I guess..." Dusk agreed, his eyes dropping briefly before looking back and forth between the two mares. "So if... if I go away, or get way too busy, or just can't be around them a lot... you won't be mad at me? I'm not letting anybody down?"
"Of course you're not," Cadance said with a soft, comforting smile. "Gleam and I are happily married, financially secure, and in the best place possible to raise a kid. You're not going to be leaving any of us in dire straights if you're not there to wait on any of us, hand and foot."
Dusk nodded throughout the explanation, chewing his bottom lip as his listened to Cadance's pitch. Obviously the idea of getting to have sex with Cadance was more than appealing enough to get the lizard part of his brain interested in it, but the more rational part of him was apprehensive. However, based on what Cadance had explained to him, that gnawing feeling of being a deadbeat father had been quelled quite considerably. He mulled it over for a while longer, Gleam and Cadance sitting patiently as Dusk was clearly lost in his own head.
"O... Okay," Dusk nodded after several minutes of silence. "I'll do it."
Smiles stretched onto the faces of both of the mares, Gleam nodding quietly as she crossed her arms over her chest and Cadance clapping her hands together giddily. Excitement coursed through the body of the pink Alicorn, while the white unicorn sat quietly in contentedness.
"That settles it, then," Cadance grinned eagerly. "We're all signed and sealed and ready to go... but first and foremost, I've got a little secret to tell you for your ears only, Dusk."
"Really?" he asked, his ears flattening against his head.
"Yeah, c'mere and I'll tell you," Cadance whispered, leaning over the table and gesturing for him to do the same.
The svelte stallion did as instructed, lending his ear close to Cadance's maw, ready to hear what she was going to say. Instead of the whisper he was anticipating, she snaked a finger under his jaw and pulled his mouth towards hers. She locked lips with the smaller immortal, tongue eagerly slipping over his stunned lips and deep into his mouth.
Cadance's tongue was so much larger than his, and so much more experienced to boot. She exuded control immediately, dominating the mouth of her slender stud as her gentle touch kept him in place. The stallion practically melted out of his clothing at her touch and especially her taste, sparks flying all through his brain and making him grateful that breathing was an automatic action.
Her tongue slid over his repeatedly, the large mare making sure this was more than a gentle peck to seal the deal. She lathered her tongue over his, trading tastes with him in a way that had the blood flowing south for him in a matter of seconds. Control, lust, eagerness, and devotion were all put into that kiss by the princess, and it was something Dusk struggled to handle.
She broke away from him after a long, long thirty seconds, a smug grin on her face and her eyes lit up with desire as she looked at the blushing femboy.
"I love you," she purred, affectionately stroking his cheek with her back of her hand as their eyes remained locked. "I love you oh-so much."
"I..." Dusk began, brain still revving up and trying to ignite properly again. "Thank you."
"I know this might be a little too much to ask right now, as it's all so sudden, but..." Cadance continued, her voice drenched experienced seduction. "I want you to breed me now... and I hope you want it too."
"That's... if you want..." the stallion blinked out, still clearly not on the same plane of existence anymore.
"Gleam," Cadance said quietly, eyes sliding over to face her wife. "I'm sorry to cancel our day out and everything, but can I ask you to pay for this while I take Dusk home?"
"No, no, you go right ahead," Gleam nodded. "I've seen that look in your eyes before, and it only shows up when you need it badly."
"Thank you," Cadance sighed in relief, leaning over and kissing her wife passionately before placing her hand on Dusk's chest. "I'll see you again soon."
With that, Cadance teleported the two of them out of the café, leaving Gleam to finish her food and pay up while they got down to their business.
It took Dusk a second to recognize where they'd reappeared once the spell had finished. He'd only been inside the master bedroom of Gleam and Cadance's home a few times, but it had been enough to recognize it. The thought barely connected in his mind before he felt Cadance's much larger form, towering nearly a foot taller than him, lean over onto his shoulders and place her mouth directly next to his ear.
"Are you excited?" she asked playfully, the hot breath exhaled from her mouth catching in Dusk's ear and causing goosebumps to erupt all up his neck.
She slid her maw down to those goosebumps, her wet tongue dragging all the way back up his neck and jawline until it reached the tip of his ear. She blew cool air into his ear canal, sending a shiver through him, before gently chewing the tip of his fur-capped ear.
"I'm a bit nervous," Dusk managed to squeak out. "I've never done anything like this before..."
"No... I'd imagine you haven't," Cadance nodded slowly, her hands massaging his slender, toned chest as she squeezed herself into him.
Breasts, each larger than his head and fuller than water balloons, were squeezed against the back of his head. It took him a solid second to realize that she'd disrobed entirely during the teleportation spell, and that her bare titflesh was pressed against his skull.
"Dusk, baby... I know we're here for a purpose, but..." Cadance began, kissing his cheek once more. "We can do whatever you want. I haven't dragged you hear for a single creampie with the intent to kick you out. I love you, and I've loved you for such a long time..."
"C-Cadance..." he stammered.
"So I want to make this perfect for you. Anything you want me to do, anywhere on me you want to touch... all you have to do is ask," she continued, her voice dripping desire as she continued to toy with his form. "Don't be scared and don't hold back... I'm all yours until you can't go anymore."
She turned him around, eyes glowing with lust and desire starting deep into him. She leaned down and kissed him once more, again sliding that powerful tongue into his maw as she pressed him against her body. With the flat of her hand against his back, she removed his clothing. Magic breaking it all down into nothing more than sparks, leaving him bare and trembling in her embrace.
"You're so soft..." Cadance commented, guiding him over towards the bed.
She lay him down flat, getting down onto her knees and positioning herself to examine his oh-so-hard member that had recently made itself known.
"Well..." she commented, resting her chin on his crotch and comparing herself to the cock that towered above the entire length of her skull. "Good to see we can't call you a liar."
Fifteen inches long and ten inches around, the stallion's statements had been fact-checked by a mare more than eager to enjoy every single centimetre of those boasts. She giggled quietly, letting out slow, hot breaths across the length of his cock in a further attempt to drive him wild.
"D'you want me to play with it?" she asked honestly, her eyes lighting up even brighter as lust began to flow between the both of them.
"Y-Yes, please..." Dusk nodded, anxiety coursing through him as he looked at his former-babysitter.
"Your wish is my command," Cadance nodded, extending her hand to the tip of his cock and beginning to knead it with her palm.
Flat, thick, and twitching, his prick welcomed her warm touch like the embrace of an old friend. Even as big as Cadance was, even her large hands were dwarfed in comparison to Dusk's mighty length. She giggled quietly as she watched him squirm under her touch, it taking mere seconds for the tightly-wound stallion to begin leaking pre from the blunt tip and coating her palm.
"Oh my... so thick," Cadance giggled, continuing to smear his fluid onto her hand. "Somebody's excited, aren't they?"
Dusk nodded silently, his fingers digging into the bedsheets as he watched Cadance do her work. She continued to tease him for well over a minute, her hand now coated in his pre and and excess of it running down his shaft. The mare seemed content with the amount on her hand a few moments later, and so changed her tactics. She wrapped her fingers around the tip of his shaft, something that was no easy feet based on the colossal thickness of it, and then began to stroke it.
Long, slow, and powerful strokes, going from the very tip of it to the furthest base she could reach, stealing a low groan from the stallion as she did so. Cadance took pleasure in watching his reactions, her glowing eyes never missing a twitch, or a whimper, or anything of the sort. She feasted on his adoration of her, soaking up every drop of his desire for her touch and her being, pushing her only further to entertain him.
Her other hand soon went to work, cupping one of his enormous balls in her palm. She watched him bite his bottom lip as she fondled an orange-sized testicle, thumb and fingers working and treating his ball. He propped himself up on his elbows, his neck beginning to ache from watching her work, only to have Cadance's magic lie him down flat.
"Don't strain yourself..." came the slow and firm statement. "You don't need to look, you just need to feel. I'll handle everything here, you just enjoy it all you want, my love."
With that, she began stroking faster, going from a teasingly-slow pump to a vigorous jerking of his cock. The pre-cum began to spill from his length faster, clear and thick as it beaded from the tip, only to be smeared and stroked all over Dusk's twitching prick. Dusk nearly bolted into the air as he felt Cadance's mouth touch his balls. A warm, wet kiss applied to his smooth, hot sack that sent a wave of pleasure through his groin.
Whether out of instinct or desperation, the stallion began bucking his hips forward, humping her hand to try and get more pleasure out of it. This stole a giggle from his mare's lips, Cadance laughing quietly to herself as she continued to slobber all over his sack whilst that hand continued to work magic on his dick.
If the stallion thought he could barely last with one hand, he had a whole new understanding of his weakness once Cadance started using two. There was no piston-pumping, so insanely powerful grip, and no magical interference. Dusk was wound up tight and ready to explode from nothing more than simple, steady, and soft strokes of his cock solely because of his infatuation with the mare servicing it. Soon it became too much to bear, and the stallion did what stallions did best: he came.
Hard and fast, cum jetted from the tip of his cock. Thick, heavy, and stinking, his load fired high into the air, almost high enough to hit the ceiling, before plummeting down and audibly splattering onto Cadance's maw, face, and mane. She continued to stroke through his orgasm, still sucked his balls, still worshipped his throbbing prick as she milked it for everything it was willing to give at that point. The cum sprayed her upper body, smeared onto her back, and even landed on her bare, mountainous ass as her lover continued to spray more and more of it.
Just when the torrent seemed unending, it finally came to a stop. The jets became smaller, less poweful, and nowhere near as frequent, the coat that covered Cadance became no thicker, and the pleasure coursing through Dusk's loins was replaced with a numb buzz, feeling already spent.
"You're already the most amazing stallion I've ever met in my life," Cadance whispered quietly, affectionately kissing the tip of his cock and smearing her lips with cum. "And then you go and do something that makes me fall in love with you even more..."
She began to feast on the load he'd spilled onto her body. First, her eager mouth cleaned his prick of every drop of semen, then she set to licking her lips and maw as clean as a whistle, before finally eating as much of it off her arms, chest, and shoulders as she could reach. She couldn't hope to eat it all, not with how much of it was out of reach, yet she refused to give up. Magic was used to scoop every drop of it that coated her body and to funnel it into her mouth, gulping it down loudly and eagerly like she was a mare dying of thirst.
Once she was clean, she savoured the taste, exhaling loudly in satisfaction before returning her attention to her stallion. She crawled atop him, turning him over so that she was underneath, and positioned him between her legs. Dusk's cock began to throb once more as he felt the heat of her wet nethers radiating over it. Cadance cupped his face on more, kissing him passionately, again coaxing his massive cock back to it's full thickness.
He then began to suck her breasts. Taking her erect nipple into his mouth he began to eagerly suck on it, like a babe feeding from their mother. Cadance hugged him close once more, silently cuddling him close, stroking his mane, and affectionately kissing him atop his head. She could feel his monstrously-large cock again spilling pre onto her stomach, staining her fur with his delicious fluid, showing her he was more than ready to continue.
"Seems somebody's quite the fan of those, eh?" she said with a chuckle, stroking the long, full mane of the femme stallion atop her.
"Mhm," came his muffled response, cock still twitching against her abdomen.
"Wanna get a feel of them in a much more practical way?" the pink Alicorn challenged.
"Y-Yeah..." he nodded, allowing Cadance to guide his body.
She took hold of him with magic, lifting him into the air and positioning him properly. She sat him down on her stomach, sliding that fat, twitching cock inbetween her enormous breasts. Even the mountainous size of her jugs wasn't enough to contain his length, and so the twitching, leaking tip of his prick rested firmly on Cadance's muzzle. The scent of his shaft and the aroma of his pre made Cadance's head spin, eagerly lapping at the leaking tip like a dog.
"Go on," she urged in a low, sexual tone. "Have your fun."
The stallion did as instructed, using his hands to press Cadance's huge breasts against the sides of his length, creating a snug and warm hole for him to fuck. The heat of her tits and the tightness they created soon had a mix of sweat and pre-cum coating Dusk's length, making it all the easier for him to hammer his cock into her pillows.
Cadance cracked her maw open, lolling her tongue out of her mouth and allowing Dusk's quivering length to steal little touches against her tongue. She let it feel the heat and wetness of her maw in exchange for her swallowing more and more of that delicious pre of his. She kept her eyes, glowing and ethereal, locked onto the stallion as she absorbed more and more of the heated passion between them.
The stallion rolled his shoulders, unknotting his back as he continued to slam his hips harder and harder against her soft titflesh, mind crackling and eyes shaking as the pleasure began to mount in him more and more. Every inch of his body was hot, his balls were again full and swollen, and his pre was leaking out like water from a damaged faucet. He'd barely been in the embrace of her cleavage for three minutes at this point, and yet the svelte little creature was ready to explode.
He groaned quietly as Cadance began to massage his thighs. Soft, strong fingers stroked and kneaded the muscle on his slender-yet-toned legs, serving to only ramp up his pleasure high even more. The pink Alicorn gulped down more and more of Dusk's orgasmic prelude, it now jetting from the tip as the beautiful little pony got closer and closer to yet another orgasm. Her tongue, chin, and neck were soaked with his excitement, the stench wafting up from her flesh and hitting her in the nostrils once again, driving her as wild as possible.
Were it not for her inherent powers and years of experience in such high-lust environments, Cadance would've cracked by now. She'd have become a lust-mad harlot, desperate to fill herself with every drop of seed the perfect little stallion could produce. Instead, she remained in control and calm, patiently waiting for her time while Dusk had all the fun he could manage.
"Cadance!" he cried out as he reached his second peak.
The mare launcher her maw forward, locking her lips around the tip of his cock as he began to spray more of his thick, slopping cum. Like a hyper-powered champagne bottle, his prick launched cum into the back of Cadance's gullet and filled her stomach to the brim in a matter of seconds. With her fill taken, she popped off his prick and simply leaned back, allowing it to blast over her head and soak the walls and flooring behind them.
She giggled quietly, able to feel the heat of this enormous eruption mere inches above her, as she regained her breath and savoured the taste of his thick, heaving cum in her mouth. Licking every drop of it off her lips and chin, she waited for the torrent above her to cease. Eventually, the flood stopped, and the last few weakened streams of ejaculate splattered down onto her face, painting her entire head white for the second time that evening.
Dusk let go of his grip on her tits, tumbling backwards onto her legs before idly rolling off the side. He was out of breath, his chest heaving powerfully, and sweat coating every inch of his body. And yet, as Cadance saw, his cock didn't wilt or soften in the slightest this time.
She cocked a quizzical eyebrow at the sight, using her magic to once again clean herself and the environment up, this time already full from her previous snack. She crawled over to her panting stallion, watching his dark-purple prick twitch and flex with each beat of his strong hard. She began to stroke it yet again, hand smearing with thick, hot seed as she did so, before kissing the tip.
"Still up, are we?" she asked playfully, wondering exactly how he was ready to go again after all that.
"I... I guess..." Dusk panted, barely able to speak at this point.
"You sound a little bit out of it, Dusky," Cadance chuckled, fondling his ballsack as she spoke. "Would you like to take a break?"
"I want you to suck it," he said, the firm tone and directness of his voice surprising Cadance somewhat.
"Yes sir," she nodded with a mock salute of her free hand.
"S-Sorry... that was a bit direct for me," Dusk stammered out.
"Don't apologize, sweetie," Cadance responded with a brief shake of her head. "If you wanna start ordering me about, I'm not going to complain. You do whatever feels natural right now, and I'll tell you when it becomes too much."
"Right, right..." he confirmed, getting onto his elbows and looking up at her with a playful smirk. "So why are you still talking and not sucking my cock?"
"Dusky!" she exclaimed, a hand over her mouth in faux shock. "Such a rude thing to say to a mare... but I think I like it."
With that and a dulcet wink, Cadance speared her maw on his twitching prick. Dusk gasped loudly as he felt the tight embrace of his sister-in-law's skilled maw. His cock was attacked with tongue and throat, gulping down the cum still staining it in seconds and leaving his cock clean and shining. She swallowed it down to the base, really giving Dusk a taste of what she could do, before climbing back up his length.
Her mouth popped off his cock audibly, Cadance tucking strands of her mane out of her face before focusing on the tip. Her tongue lolled and swilled around it, breathing and panting heavily on it to tease and tickle Dusk as much as possible.
"That feels... really good..." he managed to groan out.
"I've been told as much," she winked back at him, stroking his length from tip to base with a strong, experienced grip. "No matter what I've fucked or how many rolls in the hay they've had, they all tell me nobody's ever sucked their cock as good as I have."
"I... I can bet," Dusk laughed quietly, gently bucking his hips forward to thrust his cock into the tip of Cadance's mouth.
"Now, want me to show you why I earned the title of Blowjob Princess?" she giggled.
"Oh, fuck yeah," Dusk grinned eagerly.
With that, Cadance properly set to work on him. Her efforts were split into two halves, making sure her hands stayed focused on his balls and his lower cock, while that mouth wreaked havoc on the upper half of the fat fucker. Loud slurping noises filled the room as Cadance bobbed her head at lightning speed, Dusk's jaw clamping down hard and his fingers digging into the bedsheets as he struggled to handle it.
"Ha... f-fucking wow," he managed to choke out, again spilling pre-cum into Cadance's maw as she sprinted him towards a third orgasm.
The stallion's legs began trembling once more, Cadance's tongue working his length expertly, coating it over and over again with hot, thick saliva that warmed his cock through to the core. His toes curled and flexed as his body struggled to handle the waves of pleasure rolling through it and over it time and time again. He bucked as best he could, instinct driving him to fuck that pink, slut mouth for all it was worth and blow his load deep into her throat.
As many times as he'd already cum and as much fluid as he'd pumped into and over Cadance, his body seemed eager to do it yet again. With a loud groan and a shiver that consumed his entire form, Dusk's body released another thunderous orgasm, again spilling fat wads of spunk into Cadance's deepest reaches.
The mare handled it as she always did: with grace and dignity. Barely flinching, with confidence dripping from every inch of her, she gulped down as much of his cum as she was willing to take before allowing him to paint her once more. This time, she stayed directly in the line of fire: eyes closed and mouth open as she took every shot directly to the face, chin, and tits. The stallion once again seemed limitless with his ejaculation, the sound filling the room like a bucket of porridge being thrown at a wall with every blast that impacted his multi-hued lover.
Eventually, the torrent ceased once again, and he collapsed onto his back. Cadance watched him twitch and quiver silently, licking her mouth clean once more. Using her magic for a third time, she cleaned herself of Dusk's semen and restored her clear, dry beauty to the room around her. With a sigh and a smile, she collapsed down next to Dusk, kissing him on the cheek and snuggling up nice and close to the slender-bodied stallion.
Moments passed by without either one speaking or making a sound, enjoying the heat and the company of the other, before Cadance finally leaned into her lover's ear.
"So, sweetie..." she began in an eager tone. "You ready to fuck it properly?"
"I..." he breathed, finding his breath seeming difficult. "Can I have five minutes to get my shit together."
"I've got a much better idea, actually," Cadance smirked, gently placing her hand on Dusk's chest.
"What're you-" he began, only for a bright flash of light on Cadance's palm to blast pink energy all through him.
The stallion shot up on the bed as if he'd been stung by something, his cock surging to a fullness it had failed to obtain even when inside Cadance, dripping and spewing pre-cum everywhere. The stallion shivered and twitched, looking at Cadance with both a lustful hunger and a confused expression.
"W-What the hell is this?" he asked, looking down at his overly-erect cock.
"Lust Shot," she said with a casual shrug. "I can gather up all the lustful energy in any sexual situation, charge it up, and reinject it back into anyone I choose."
"D-Does it do anything other than make me wanna pin you down and break your womb?" Dusk asked, teeth chattering as he spoke.
"Yes, actually," she nodded, ambiently checking her nails as if this was the most casual conversation going. "It gets your cock up properly, refills your semen count, and gives you a really, really big boost of energy to keep on fucking until the cows come home."
"How do I drain it?" he asked.
Cadance didn't speak, instead, she got up onto all fours and turned around, shaking her apple-bottom ass in Dusk's face as her answer. The mare didn't have to wait long for Dusk to take advantage of her oh-so-generous offer. Nary five seconds went past before the stallion had lined himself up against the maw of her cunt and rammed his prick as deep into her nethers as they could go.
He hit home inside her beautifully, his bulging cock slamming snugly over her cervix and directly into her womb. Cadance cried out in bliss, throwing her head back as she felt his twitching length find it's perfect fit inside her.
"Oh, that's beautiful!" she cried out, her groan soon tailing up into a scream of bliss and desire as Dusk's eager hips started thrusting. "Oh, Dusk, baby, you're perfect!"
The stallion didn't answer. He instead latched his hands directly onto Cadance's wide breeding waist and went to town on her. Over and over again, like a piston-powered machine, he slammed his hips against the fat cheeks of her ass, sending ripples across her mountainous backside as he did.
"Cadance... this feels great!" he managed to choke out.
"F-Fucking right it... does..." she moaned, her composure having been fucked out of her at this point, leaving her a gasping, panting mess. "Dusk... you f-fit perfectly... ahhh... f-fuck!"
An arrogant smile spread onto the face of the stallion as he continued to clap Cadance's cheeks, his cockhead driving in and out of her fertile womb over and over again. Shivers continuously poured down the body of the sweat-soaked mare, hints and teasings of an orgasm so powerful it'd probably cripple the tight bitch for minutes on end once it hit. And Dusk was more than eager to make it hit something vicious by the time he was done with her.
With a smug smirk, he slapped her across the ass while pounding, gaining another loud moan of pleasure from Cadance as she looked back at him.
"Y-You're such a bad boy all of a sudden!" she giggled, a wide, loving grin on her face as bright and as powerful as the sun. "Y-You're my bad boy! And I l-love you so much!"
"I love you too, Cadance!" Dusk nodded in response, his own ear-to-ear grin stretching across his cute features.
The two of them unified in a glowing, warm light of love and passion, Dusk's eager hips again pounding out a rhythm so vigorous and so strong that it ran the risk of knocking Cadance directly off the bed should her positioning slip even a tad. Her tongue lolled from her mouth once again, drool pooling beneath her as the dicking she was receiving threw wave after wave of rapturous pleasure at her at such severe heights that it became near impossible for her to contain herself.
And containment seemed to be the big, major looming threat on the horizon as yet another powerful orgasm from the svelte stallion was on the approach. However before Dusk could steal the show with another torrent of cum, Cadance's own orgasm rocked her body and turned her into a limp, twitching, cumming mess.
She collapsed directly onto her face at this point, a pile of pleasure and perversion as her inner folds clamped down hard on Dusk's prick. This seemed to be the finishing touch for the stallion who could take no more at this point, hitting home hard and deep three more times before blowing his load inside his beloved mare.
Dusk gritted his teeth and locked up as he impregnated Cadance. Flow after flow, jet after jet of thick, virile, potent cum pooled inside her womb, filling her deepest reaches. Shivers rocked both of them head to toe, both moaning and groaning incoherent, passionate, and loving mewls back and forth between one another as the cum pooling inside Cadance caused her stomaching to balloon more and more.
She stretched and grew with each mighty spurt of Dusk's cock, going from a minor bulge to looking as if she was going to bear triplets in bear seconds. Cadance's hands latched onto her swelling stomach, feeling the skin stretch and bloat between her fingers as the cum sloshed and pooled inside her.
Eventually, Dusk's orgasm ceased, and the flow weakened and died before he pulled his finally-soft cock out of Cadance's well-pounded cunt. Cum jetted out of her used hole and onto Dusk's torso, her belly beginning to slowly deflate as the gallons of spunk released from her.
Neither could bring themselves to move for the longest moment, both coated in sweat, cum, and relief to the point where their brains still hadn't restarted yet. They barely even noticed the knock at the bedroom door followed by Gleaming Shield entering. The large white mare caught a glimpse of the scene before her, removing her sunglasses with a surprised and shocked expression.
"I figured you two were gonna get into it, but like..." she began, watching the torrent of cum pouring from Cadance in particular. "Fuck."
"Sorry about the mess," Dusk managed to wheeze out, attempting to clamber up onto the side of the bed, only to topple over in his weakened state.
Gleam dropped the bag of shopping she was carrying and dashed forward just in time to catch her little brother's still-shivering form. While Gleam's eyes had once been focused on her wife, she now struggled to take her eyes off the semi-hard monster of a cock that was still dripping cum onto the floor between her brother's legs.
Her cheeks flushed red as she attempted to avert her gaze, turning to Cadance, who had now seemingly restarted her functions as well. The pink mare snapped her fingers quietly, again cleaning up the torrent of fuck muck that had been left behind by the stallion's super-powered orgasms, before climbing to her own unsteady feet.
"That boy... is something else, I tell you," she sniggered, swaying slightly before quickly regaining her footing. "You've really gotta give him a try one of these days."
"I... uh... y-yeah, sure, whatever," Gleam stammered awkwardly, gaining a sly smirk from Cadance as a result. "Is it done? I-I mean are you... y'know?"
Cadance placed a hand to her stomach with a soft smile, rubbing circles on her belly in a symbolic fashion.
"I'll tell you that if I'm not after all of that, one of us is infertile," she chuckled, again getting an embarrassed blush from Gleam. "You also might wanna grab hold of him a little tighter."
Gleam's eyebrow furrowed in confusion, looking down at her little brother only to notice that the soft-bodied stallion had completely fallen asleep since he'd landed in her arms.
"What a lightweight," Gleam growled.
"In all fairness, he did blow like four times and fucked like a jackhammer," Cadance chuckled, walking over to the brother-sister pair as Gleam cradled her sleeping sibling. "I think he's earned a little powernap after all of that."
Gleam shifted her position, setting her little brother down on the now-dry bed and watching him turn over into a deeper sleep. His soft, wholesome breathing brought a smile to the faces of both of the mares, Cadance linking her arm through Gleam's and rubbing against her hip.
"I think I might join him after all that, honestly," Cadance chuckled, affectionately kissing Gleam on the maw briefly before turning back to Dusk. "We're totally keeping him, by the way. He's our official number three."
"Seriously?" Gleam exclaimed, eyes darting back and forth between the two of them. "What're people gonna say if I tell them my little brother's part of my marriage."
"I don't care what anyone else says and you know that," Cadance said firmly. "I love him with all of my heart... and I know you do too."
"It's a different... different kind of love, for me at least," Gleam responded with a shake of her head.
"Hey, now, remember our vows?" Cadance asked. "No lies. Ever. So that means no lying about how you feel about anyone. Even your little brother, alright?"
"I... it still feels weird," came the sight from the larger mare.
"I know it will, baby, I know," Cadance smiled, affectionately stroking her wife's cheek as she looked into her eyes. "There's always a bit of awkwardness with sibling love... but it's fine. It'll just take a few steps and a few weeks before you'll be as comfortable with him as you are with me."
"I... steps like what?" Gleam asked.
"You want my professional opinion?" Cadance asked, joining her hands behind her back playfully.
"Always," Gleam nodded.
"Fuck him," she shrugged. "Fuck the soul out of him, and I promise you, him being our third will feel as natural tying your shoelaces."
"I don't know if I'm ready for that, yet..." Gleam sighed. "He's still my baby brother."
"Then I say when he wakes up, let's all three of us start taking steps to see if he wants to be your husband, too," Cadance giggled, affectionately stroking Dusk's cheek. "But we're getting ahead of ourselves here. We'll bring it up when he wakes up and not make decisions for him, yeah?"
"Yeah... alright," Gleam nodded.
"Right then. Let's get dressed and into the kitchen, because I am dying for something to drink," Cadance smiled, heading out of the bedroom.