(Co-written with Absolfusion)
"Ahh~" She moaned, feeling the member of the male entering her, it felt different compared to a stallion; it was spear-shaped, almost mushroom-like as it nicely parted ways to get into her deepest area, it touched brushing her already descending womb.
"Hmm~ so different from that of a stallion." She says with a hum, the pinned male beneath her, gasped as she started to grind her hips against his own, he groaned as his hand found its way onto her hips, she was glad, she originally thought that he was going to reject her (not that it matters, he was trapped under her clutches now) but the way he clings to her sides and hips, the intention of pushing all his length into her as if it was any issue.
"Hopefully, the good kind of different." He gasped as she chuckled.
"Oh, it is, dearie~!" She says, meaning every word, as she tightens her snatch around his delicious member, making him groan as she leans on him, nearly laying on top of him as she slowly moves her hips to further savor his unique member; however, a cock was a cock, no matter the shape or size, and like most mares, Cup Cake wasn't picky.
Every time a new colt is born, it becomes his destiny to find his own harem and impregnate as many mares as he can. That was the natural order of things, as natural as one’s cutie mark. Even her own son would have to go through something like this, and as a mother, she would be proud to see him off.
Before that happened, though, she would need to break in her new husband first.
Cup Cake lay hunched over her human's torso with her thighs pressed firmly around his waist. Her hips rose and fell to the time of a primal formless rhythm that all living mammals instinctively knew. The slow and methodical motion of their loins produced a wet slapping sound that rebounded around the walls of the bedchamber.
Her upper torso completely eclipsed his as her hefty breasts spilled out onto the bed; his hands sank into her thighs as he hugged her, as one would hug a tree, though her waist was so thick around that he could never hope to complete the circumference.
The heat in the room was intense, and slowly rising as the bedroom began to resemble a sauna. A thin layer of foamy sweat gathered on her brow, arms, hips, and thighs. But it was bearable, there was one kind of heat she hoped to cool down, and was one within her, the one yearning for his seed. she looked at the man beneath her as she upped the pace, the sound of their privates colliding with each other grew louder and louder but as she went it she moderated herself on not breaking the Pelvis of her new mate.
After all, she wasn't like one of those savages that break their mates in every way possible. No, she wanted her new husband to be at ease with her and seemed to be succeeding as his hips were moving on his own, much to her own surprise.
"Ung! So good.." He moaned out, much to her surprise, she wasn't expecting a compliment but rather a plea for release and not in a carnal way. This reminds her first time with Carrot, unlike the male here, he was warier but says the same words as soon they were doing it and had the same reaction. "So tight!"
Cup Cake's nostrils flared, and a burst of hot steam erupted from inside her. Within her lidded eyes, the image of pulsing hearts flashed inside her pupils. The human didn't know it yet, but he had just paid her one of the highest compliments a mare can receive. In a world where every red-blooded female has to compete for the right to have her womb filled, any acknowledgment of her sexual prowess Was a coveted treasure.
Cup Cake was a humble mare, but damn if his words didn't make her feel like Celestia herself. It was a feeling that she'd been missing.
That clinched it. She needs to make this man the father of her children.
"Ahh~" She moaned, feeling the member of the male entering her, it felt different compared to a stallion; it was spear-shaped, almost mushroom-like as it nicely parted ways to get into her deepest area, it touched brushing her already descending womb.
"Hmm~ so different from that of a stallion." She says with a hum, the pinned male beneath her, gasped as she started to grind her hips against his own, he groaned as his hand found its way onto her hips, she was glad, she originally thought that he was going to reject her (not that it matters, he was trapped under her clutches now) but the way he clings to her sides and hips, the intention of pushing all his length into her as if it was any issue.
"Hopefully, the good kind of different." He gasped as she chuckled.
"Oh, it is, dearie~!" She says, meaning every word, as she tightens her snatch around his delicious member, making him groan as she leans on him, nearly laying on top of him as she slowly moves her hips to further savor his unique member; however, a cock was a cock, no matter the shape or size, and like most mares, Cup Cake wasn't picky.
Every time a new colt is born, it becomes his destiny to find his own harem and impregnate as many mares as he can. That was the natural order of things, as natural as one’s cutie mark. Even her own son would have to go through something like this, and as a mother, she would be proud to see him off.
Before that happened, though, she would need to break in her new husband first.
Cup Cake lay hunched over her human's torso with her thighs pressed firmly around his waist. Her hips rose and fell to the time of a primal formless rhythm that all living mammals instinctively knew. The slow and methodical motion of their loins produced a wet slapping sound that rebounded around the walls of the bedchamber.
Her upper torso completely eclipsed his as her hefty breasts spilled out onto the bed; his hands sank into her thighs as he hugged her, as one would hug a tree, though her waist was so thick around that he could never hope to complete the circumference.
The heat in the room was intense, and slowly rising as the bedroom began to resemble a sauna. A thin layer of foamy sweat gathered on her brow, arms, hips, and thighs. But it was bearable, there was one kind of heat she hoped to cool down, and was one within her, the one yearning for his seed. she looked at the man beneath her as she upped the pace, the sound of their privates colliding with each other grew louder and louder but as she went it she moderated herself on not breaking the Pelvis of her new mate.
After all, she wasn't like one of those savages that break their mates in every way possible. No, she wanted her new husband to be at ease with her and seemed to be succeeding as his hips were moving on his own, much to her own surprise.
"Ung! So good.." He moaned out, much to her surprise, she wasn't expecting a compliment but rather a plea for release and not in a carnal way. This reminds her first time with Carrot, unlike the male here, he was warier but says the same words as soon they were doing it and had the same reaction. "So tight!"
Cup Cake's nostrils flared, and a burst of hot steam erupted from inside her. Within her lidded eyes, the image of pulsing hearts flashed inside her pupils. The human didn't know it yet, but he had just paid her one of the highest compliments a mare can receive. In a world where every red-blooded female has to compete for the right to have her womb filled, any acknowledgment of her sexual prowess Was a coveted treasure.
Cup Cake was a humble mare, but damn if his words didn't make her feel like Celestia herself. It was a feeling that she'd been missing.
That clinched it. She needs to make this man the father of her children.
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June 2, 2023
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