(Co-written by Absolfusion)
Only about 20 minutes passed, but for you, it seemed like an eternity. Mrs. Cake continually plunged herself onto you knocking the tip of your cum cannon against her cervix, never seeming to need to stop or take a breather. You guess that it was that fabled Earth pony stamina hard ar work keeping her going, filling up her energy reserves with stored magic.
Mrs, Cake shuddered as yet another wave od pleasure overcame her, with another one already beginning to crest. She had been riding the human for almost half an hour and was now on her fifth, no /sixth/ orgasm in a row and she didn't look to be slowing down. Despite her constant jackhammering of your pelvis and the spaced out, blissful expression that she wore, she didn't seem to show any signs of fatique whatsoever. Who knew that the normally gentle and motherly proprietress was such a beast in bed?
A stream of sticky fluid flowed out from the nexus of your union and dripped onto the bed below, soaking your thighs and legs with her love.
At this point you couldn't even be bothered to lift your arms, much less push this inexplicably heavy mare off of you so you just laid there and took it.
And yet, you were happy, you never actually thought you'll be having having sex with someone in this world, much less with this mare and yet here you were, it was almost as if destiny decided to give you the bone but in this case, you were giving it to her. You, before more advanced magic taught to you, you had fantasies involving impregnating MLP mares and she was among them, being the one with the most motherly traits shown, fanarts depicted her one of the most bottom heavy with wide hips mares next to Pinkie, AJ and Celestia and they were right with Cup Cake, as your dick were clamped by her suprisely tight wet tunnel and hammered repeatedly by her with all her might, dominating you.
You wee happy because you realized that that you could fulfill your fantasies here..
You knew that there was no way you could last, so throroughly pinned as you were.
Mrs. Cale was determined to make you father. and wasn't going to take no for an answer/
You were at your limit, no matter how hard you tried ro hold it in but there was no escaping the inevitable. Even if you had the sexual stamina of a porn star you doubted you'd be able to hold on for much longer.
"Mrs. Cake, I'm—" you manged to get before you were rocked by a full body spasm. Your fimgers clutched tightly at her hips, digging in deep to her pillowy fur. This was going to be the big one, the Big Nut. Your balls swelled painfully and you gelt a strong pinching sensation at the tip of your urethra, a strong indicator that you were about to experience the mother of all orgasms.
And then... release
Sweet release.
You hilted your dick deep into her folds, your gland pushing through the gateway to her foalmaker as you released an strong, thick burst of your seed into her fertile ground her immediately, you both shouted in sexual exctasis, going through your respective orgasms. The walls constricted around your meat pole, her cervix sealed tightly around your dick, not allowing any leak as it fills her equine-like womb to the brim. Instantly the glut of semen that had been churning and wriggling inside your balls went to work, instinctively seeking the one object that justified their existence. A huge cloud of gametes descended upon a single egg that had been expelled from the ovaries, easily wearing down the protective walls with their sheer numbers. It didn't matter whether the recipient was human or not, in their mindless zeal to ensure procreation they would prevail at all costs.
Then, a miracle: a single sperm cell, stronger and robust than all the rest, burst through the weakened barrier and wriggled deep into the interior, whereupon is dissolved into a soup of chromosomes and genes.
The immanent creation of your spawn was an almost certainty
Meanwhile outside you breathed heavily, the massive whopper of an orgasm having taken all the energy you had. Your muscles were so utterly relaxed that you felt as if you were melting into the bed, with the mare above covering you like a warm fuzzy blanket.
The soft twitchy lining or Cup Cake's cervix continued to suckle at your tip, trying to extract every last drop from your evacuated testes. Not that she needed it, her womb was already full to stuffed of your spunk, anyway.
She moaned feeling your hands kneading her flanks, she giggled as she kisses your chest as she felt her heated haze lifting but regardless of what happened, she still moved her hips up and down but in a much more lower pace, her muscles clings and massage your prick gently but tight enough to leave it still hard, she feels your dick still pumping your essence into her already claimed womb, there was not doubt that she was going to be pregnant again.
"That... was amazing..." Her ears twitching hearing your words. Your hands left her flanks and instead rubbed around her back. Mrs. Cake beamed down at you, your compliment having touched a point of pride. She sighed in contentment and leaned into your touch as you slowly, sensuously massaged her back. You didn't even try to trsist when she leaned down and pulled you into a full mouthed kiss and invaded and dominated your mouth with her powerful tongue
Other mares may come along and take you in the same way that she had, but in that moment you were hers and hers alone. Still.. You welcome it. This was the start of your fantasies within this world becoming reality, you embraced her fully as she kisses you with intensity, letting her tongue and yours wrestle for supremacy but it was clearly an futile attempt, her tongue was bigger and much more experienced, tasting your mouth.
When the kiss was over, she hummed in contentment. "So full..." She says with a sigh and giggles, looking at you "I gonna have your foal for sure.." She grins as she tighen her vaginal muscles a bit, making you grunt. "You were hoping for it, uh? Naughty colt, impregnating an herded mare."
You would be lying if you said you didn't. Just the shape of her motherly flanks was enough to get you going. Dropping into town in the middle of heat seaon was the best idea you've had yet. It was also a stroke of good fortune that Mrs. Cake felt the same about you, combined with the apparent polyamorous cultural traditions that ponies like her lived by.
Yes, you did willfully and gleefully impregnate a married mare, though it's not like she gave you much choice in the matter. It takes two to make a foal after all, and she was just as culpable in the act as you are.
This cement that you had made an good choice by coming here. Dimension wise and place. You smiled at her "And I would do it again." You say, licking your lips as you groped her flanks once moe, she moaned as you began to knead her globes of motherly flesh again. "And again and again." You added "I would lie if I say I didn't enjoy it... thought, I'm a bit scared on what Carrot would say of this."
"You don't need to worry about him. It's like I said, we're taking care of each other's needs. It's totally normal." she reassured you.
She placed a gentle peck on your lips. then added, "He's very likely in the middle of breeding one of his other mares right about now, and he knew that I wouldn't be able to hold myself back for long after he's gone. Even if he is the herd stallion that doesn't mean that he has complete sway over my decisions. I do very much love him so but it's not his place to be giving around orders to his herdmares, and he understands that well."
You looked at her interested, so Carrot might as well doing the same. Well that does gives you an idea. "Well.. you won't mind taking each other needs more often, I'll be visiting now, might as well become a regular too. It's It's the currect choice since you're going to bearing my child." You says, you gotta take some responsibility, you just impregnated her and might as well supporting her too as well raising that bundle of you, you had ideas for when you start leaving bastards around multiple dimensions.
It still work in progress, but still good ideas, nonetheless. Mrs. Cake looked as if she'd like nothing better than that very thing. "You're free to come by any time you like, and if you need to relieve some stress or just blow off some steam my bed is always open. I would also be prepared to receive visits from other mares in town looking to satisfy their own needs The heat season hit something fierce and there's not a lot of other ways to allay the itching sensation, if you catch my meaning."
You nodded and decided to take her words under advisement. Word will eventually get around about what's happening, whether it be from some other mare or Mrs. Cake herself, and that's just something you're going to have to be ready for.
Only about 20 minutes passed, but for you, it seemed like an eternity. Mrs. Cake continually plunged herself onto you knocking the tip of your cum cannon against her cervix, never seeming to need to stop or take a breather. You guess that it was that fabled Earth pony stamina hard ar work keeping her going, filling up her energy reserves with stored magic.
Mrs, Cake shuddered as yet another wave od pleasure overcame her, with another one already beginning to crest. She had been riding the human for almost half an hour and was now on her fifth, no /sixth/ orgasm in a row and she didn't look to be slowing down. Despite her constant jackhammering of your pelvis and the spaced out, blissful expression that she wore, she didn't seem to show any signs of fatique whatsoever. Who knew that the normally gentle and motherly proprietress was such a beast in bed?
A stream of sticky fluid flowed out from the nexus of your union and dripped onto the bed below, soaking your thighs and legs with her love.
At this point you couldn't even be bothered to lift your arms, much less push this inexplicably heavy mare off of you so you just laid there and took it.
And yet, you were happy, you never actually thought you'll be having having sex with someone in this world, much less with this mare and yet here you were, it was almost as if destiny decided to give you the bone but in this case, you were giving it to her. You, before more advanced magic taught to you, you had fantasies involving impregnating MLP mares and she was among them, being the one with the most motherly traits shown, fanarts depicted her one of the most bottom heavy with wide hips mares next to Pinkie, AJ and Celestia and they were right with Cup Cake, as your dick were clamped by her suprisely tight wet tunnel and hammered repeatedly by her with all her might, dominating you.
You wee happy because you realized that that you could fulfill your fantasies here..
You knew that there was no way you could last, so throroughly pinned as you were.
Mrs. Cale was determined to make you father. and wasn't going to take no for an answer/
You were at your limit, no matter how hard you tried ro hold it in but there was no escaping the inevitable. Even if you had the sexual stamina of a porn star you doubted you'd be able to hold on for much longer.
"Mrs. Cake, I'm—" you manged to get before you were rocked by a full body spasm. Your fimgers clutched tightly at her hips, digging in deep to her pillowy fur. This was going to be the big one, the Big Nut. Your balls swelled painfully and you gelt a strong pinching sensation at the tip of your urethra, a strong indicator that you were about to experience the mother of all orgasms.
And then... release
Sweet release.
You hilted your dick deep into her folds, your gland pushing through the gateway to her foalmaker as you released an strong, thick burst of your seed into her fertile ground her immediately, you both shouted in sexual exctasis, going through your respective orgasms. The walls constricted around your meat pole, her cervix sealed tightly around your dick, not allowing any leak as it fills her equine-like womb to the brim. Instantly the glut of semen that had been churning and wriggling inside your balls went to work, instinctively seeking the one object that justified their existence. A huge cloud of gametes descended upon a single egg that had been expelled from the ovaries, easily wearing down the protective walls with their sheer numbers. It didn't matter whether the recipient was human or not, in their mindless zeal to ensure procreation they would prevail at all costs.
Then, a miracle: a single sperm cell, stronger and robust than all the rest, burst through the weakened barrier and wriggled deep into the interior, whereupon is dissolved into a soup of chromosomes and genes.
The immanent creation of your spawn was an almost certainty
Meanwhile outside you breathed heavily, the massive whopper of an orgasm having taken all the energy you had. Your muscles were so utterly relaxed that you felt as if you were melting into the bed, with the mare above covering you like a warm fuzzy blanket.
The soft twitchy lining or Cup Cake's cervix continued to suckle at your tip, trying to extract every last drop from your evacuated testes. Not that she needed it, her womb was already full to stuffed of your spunk, anyway.
She moaned feeling your hands kneading her flanks, she giggled as she kisses your chest as she felt her heated haze lifting but regardless of what happened, she still moved her hips up and down but in a much more lower pace, her muscles clings and massage your prick gently but tight enough to leave it still hard, she feels your dick still pumping your essence into her already claimed womb, there was not doubt that she was going to be pregnant again.
"That... was amazing..." Her ears twitching hearing your words. Your hands left her flanks and instead rubbed around her back. Mrs. Cake beamed down at you, your compliment having touched a point of pride. She sighed in contentment and leaned into your touch as you slowly, sensuously massaged her back. You didn't even try to trsist when she leaned down and pulled you into a full mouthed kiss and invaded and dominated your mouth with her powerful tongue
Other mares may come along and take you in the same way that she had, but in that moment you were hers and hers alone. Still.. You welcome it. This was the start of your fantasies within this world becoming reality, you embraced her fully as she kisses you with intensity, letting her tongue and yours wrestle for supremacy but it was clearly an futile attempt, her tongue was bigger and much more experienced, tasting your mouth.
When the kiss was over, she hummed in contentment. "So full..." She says with a sigh and giggles, looking at you "I gonna have your foal for sure.." She grins as she tighen her vaginal muscles a bit, making you grunt. "You were hoping for it, uh? Naughty colt, impregnating an herded mare."
You would be lying if you said you didn't. Just the shape of her motherly flanks was enough to get you going. Dropping into town in the middle of heat seaon was the best idea you've had yet. It was also a stroke of good fortune that Mrs. Cake felt the same about you, combined with the apparent polyamorous cultural traditions that ponies like her lived by.
Yes, you did willfully and gleefully impregnate a married mare, though it's not like she gave you much choice in the matter. It takes two to make a foal after all, and she was just as culpable in the act as you are.
This cement that you had made an good choice by coming here. Dimension wise and place. You smiled at her "And I would do it again." You say, licking your lips as you groped her flanks once moe, she moaned as you began to knead her globes of motherly flesh again. "And again and again." You added "I would lie if I say I didn't enjoy it... thought, I'm a bit scared on what Carrot would say of this."
"You don't need to worry about him. It's like I said, we're taking care of each other's needs. It's totally normal." she reassured you.
She placed a gentle peck on your lips. then added, "He's very likely in the middle of breeding one of his other mares right about now, and he knew that I wouldn't be able to hold myself back for long after he's gone. Even if he is the herd stallion that doesn't mean that he has complete sway over my decisions. I do very much love him so but it's not his place to be giving around orders to his herdmares, and he understands that well."
You looked at her interested, so Carrot might as well doing the same. Well that does gives you an idea. "Well.. you won't mind taking each other needs more often, I'll be visiting now, might as well become a regular too. It's It's the currect choice since you're going to bearing my child." You says, you gotta take some responsibility, you just impregnated her and might as well supporting her too as well raising that bundle of you, you had ideas for when you start leaving bastards around multiple dimensions.
It still work in progress, but still good ideas, nonetheless. Mrs. Cake looked as if she'd like nothing better than that very thing. "You're free to come by any time you like, and if you need to relieve some stress or just blow off some steam my bed is always open. I would also be prepared to receive visits from other mares in town looking to satisfy their own needs The heat season hit something fierce and there's not a lot of other ways to allay the itching sensation, if you catch my meaning."
You nodded and decided to take her words under advisement. Word will eventually get around about what's happening, whether it be from some other mare or Mrs. Cake herself, and that's just something you're going to have to be ready for.
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June 2, 2023
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