Faptacular: She was so pretty. Large heavy breasts, wide hips and just enough tummy to be straddling the line between curvy and chubby. Big blue eyes, a flyaway pink mane and tail shades darker than her coat. A sweet, innocent personality of a naive woman-child. She was in no means slow but had an almost dangerous desire to please that could get her into trouble if abused. Or it could be nurtured to make her into the perfect lovely little addition. Currently she was kneading dough for cinnamon rolls wearing blue jean shorts that showed off her lovely assets to perfection. Every shift made her jiggle ever-so-slightly. A light, loose white blouse with a dipping neckline showed more than enough cleavage, especially as she'd neglected to wear a bra today. A pair of knee socks and plain white sneakers rounded off her ensemble making her look sweetly girl-next-door.
Dazzle, though better known as "Cup" Cake even since her marriage and the general cultural love of admittedly bad puns had been watching the girl all afternoon with a growing sense of desire. She and her loving husband Carrot liked to enhance their foreplay by talking out their fantasies while they went down on each other. Ever since they'd taken the girl in they'd had half-joked about ravishing the pretty teenager in various scenarios that often ended in very satisfying climaxes. She was supposed to be frosting and decorating a sheet-cake but couldn't seem to focus on anything but Pinkie Pie.
While she'd never actually made love to another woman she considered herself bisexual as she had no doubt in her mind that she'd go for it if the right circumstances presented themselves. Of course circumstances like that didn't seem to present themselves when you were in a very happy marriage. She hardly even noticed when she was being hit on, though she did when other women tried flirting with Carrot. Though he seemed just as clueless to the come ons of the opposite sex as she was but that was probably more from general male obliviousness than anything else.
She put down her frosting gun and sighed under her breath. Underneath the dark blue maxi skirt she was wearing she could feel how moist she was. Her panties sodden from the recurring fantasies she was having. Her clit swollen with desire to the point that she could feel it rubbing against the wet cotton with every shift of her body. It was close enough to the post-lunch shop closing for their own lunch that she could probably just coerce Carrot upstairs for a quick nooner if she could hold out but in all honesty she really wanted that pretty little pink tongue that was sticking cutely out of the side of Pinkie's mouth as she concentrated on her own work.
A new scenario began in her head, her seducing the girl only to have Carrot walk in and join her, fucking the ever-living-shit out of the teen while she got eaten-out. One thick leg wrapped tightly over the girl's shoulder as she fucked her muzzle, cumming so hard and wetly that she soaked the girl's blouse, Her marely scent embedded in the girl's coat. Carrot cumming so deep and hard into the girl's womb, setting her off and her own climax leaving her glass-eyed and twitching covered in the older couple's bodily fluids on the floor. Now marked as theirs.
Dazzle bit her lip and tried not to moan as she rubbed her thighs together. The friction frustrating her as she willed herself to climax hands-free. It wasn't something she could do often but when it did happen... She watched Pinkie's ass bop through half-lidded eyes as in her head she saw the girl's front covered in her juice, blouse sodden, fur matted. Her pussy leaking her husband's seed into a gooey, thick puddle on the linoleum. She dropped to her knees and with a few leading gestures to Carrot they pulled the girl up so that she was upside-down against the counter and Dazzle leaned in, licking at the girl's fucked-out pussy.
The familiar taste of Carrot was divinely mixed with friction-lathered teen pussy. Her tongue delved deeper, slurping out more of the mixture. Pinkie groaned, half in pleasure, half in protest as she hadn't quite recovered from the rough fucking she'd endured. Dazzle didn't care. Her senses were overwhelmed with the scent of sex, the wrongness of what she was doing to her employee/tenant and her own need to dominate. She groaned herself as Carrot took hold of her ample hips and he began grinding his half-hard cock against her more than eager cunt. It wouldn't take long until he was good to go. He'd always had a good recovery rate, combined with how her body-type pretty much was his fetish. She'd never felt unsexy around him.
She licked the tight little pussy until she could no longer taste her husband before moving on to the girl's pretty clit. Like the cherry on a sundae she'd intentionally left it for last, internally betting Pinkie was desperate for it to be suckled. She drummed her tongue against it hard and the girl squealed in surprise. Carrot's cock hardened noticeably at the noise and she smiled as he pulled back and effortlessly filled her with a single smooth motion. The lewd wet squelching noise attesting to how gloriously wet and ready she was for him. "Welcome home." She purred as she rippled herself around him.
"I love you so much!" He panted desperately and she turned her head to kiss him. Carrot groped her big, heavy breasts hard as he desperately kissed back, tasting pussy on her lips and wanting more. He began to pump, slow, calm, loving. All the urgency of releasing his first load into their mutual cum dumpster ending the pressure and allowing him to now focus solely on their mutual pleasure. They'd both happily slow-grind for hours now. The orgasms would come in small but satisfying waves intermixed with plenty of cuddling. When her pussy got too full she'd have him pull out and and she'd settle on Pinkie's face turning the girl from a spectator to her own personal cleaning tool. Then Carrot would plunge back in, filling her as only he could until-
Dazzle ground her teeth and barely managed to suppress the groan as she rocked her hips into the counter top, her mons grinding hard as she managed to make herself cum mentally! She slumped slightly, a lock of hair had fallen loose from her usual do. She was sweating, panting slightly and her legs felt like rubber. She looked up just in time to see Pinkie turn, a look of concern on her face. "Are you okay Mrs. Cake?" The sweet girl asked.
"J-just fine dear... had a bit of a hot flash." She ended lamely. She'd never had a hot flash in her life but the teenager didn't question that.
"Do you need to go lay down? It's almost time for a break anyway." Pinkie said looking at the clock.
"That's not a bad idea Dear." I'll just go tell Carrot I'm not feeling too well. He'll help me upstairs."
"I could help if-"
"T-that's fine Dear. I'll be fine. You just finish up that pan and take your lunch."
"Okey-dokey-lowkey! You be careful now." Pinkie turned back to her work as Dazzle stumbled slightly to the front of the shop. Carrot was just chatting with the last of the customers at the door. The nice thing about small town life was how everypony knew most of everypony else's schedules and that made it much easier to close up without a fuss. Carrot caught the look in her eye and ushered out the mare he was speaking to who had also caught it and gave her a friendly knowing wink as she departed. Carrot closed the distance between them and wrapped her up in a hug. She kissed him hard. "Talk later. Upstairs, now." As they headed for their bedroom she mused that lunch was just gonna have to be protein heavy followed by nicking a few things from the counter later as neither one of them was likely to have time for a proper meal. Not that either of them would complain in the slightest.
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Dazzle, though better known as "Cup" Cake even since her marriage and the general cultural love of admittedly bad puns had been watching the girl all afternoon with a growing sense of desire. She and her loving husband Carrot liked to enhance their foreplay by talking out their fantasies while they went down on each other. Ever since they'd taken the girl in they'd had half-joked about ravishing the pretty teenager in various scenarios that often ended in very satisfying climaxes. She was supposed to be frosting and decorating a sheet-cake but couldn't seem to focus on anything but Pinkie Pie.
While she'd never actually made love to another woman she considered herself bisexual as she had no doubt in her mind that she'd go for it if the right circumstances presented themselves. Of course circumstances like that didn't seem to present themselves when you were in a very happy marriage. She hardly even noticed when she was being hit on, though she did when other women tried flirting with Carrot. Though he seemed just as clueless to the come ons of the opposite sex as she was but that was probably more from general male obliviousness than anything else.
She put down her frosting gun and sighed under her breath. Underneath the dark blue maxi skirt she was wearing she could feel how moist she was. Her panties sodden from the recurring fantasies she was having. Her clit swollen with desire to the point that she could feel it rubbing against the wet cotton with every shift of her body. It was close enough to the post-lunch shop closing for their own lunch that she could probably just coerce Carrot upstairs for a quick nooner if she could hold out but in all honesty she really wanted that pretty little pink tongue that was sticking cutely out of the side of Pinkie's mouth as she concentrated on her own work.
A new scenario began in her head, her seducing the girl only to have Carrot walk in and join her, fucking the ever-living-shit out of the teen while she got eaten-out. One thick leg wrapped tightly over the girl's shoulder as she fucked her muzzle, cumming so hard and wetly that she soaked the girl's blouse, Her marely scent embedded in the girl's coat. Carrot cumming so deep and hard into the girl's womb, setting her off and her own climax leaving her glass-eyed and twitching covered in the older couple's bodily fluids on the floor. Now marked as theirs.
Dazzle bit her lip and tried not to moan as she rubbed her thighs together. The friction frustrating her as she willed herself to climax hands-free. It wasn't something she could do often but when it did happen... She watched Pinkie's ass bop through half-lidded eyes as in her head she saw the girl's front covered in her juice, blouse sodden, fur matted. Her pussy leaking her husband's seed into a gooey, thick puddle on the linoleum. She dropped to her knees and with a few leading gestures to Carrot they pulled the girl up so that she was upside-down against the counter and Dazzle leaned in, licking at the girl's fucked-out pussy.
The familiar taste of Carrot was divinely mixed with friction-lathered teen pussy. Her tongue delved deeper, slurping out more of the mixture. Pinkie groaned, half in pleasure, half in protest as she hadn't quite recovered from the rough fucking she'd endured. Dazzle didn't care. Her senses were overwhelmed with the scent of sex, the wrongness of what she was doing to her employee/tenant and her own need to dominate. She groaned herself as Carrot took hold of her ample hips and he began grinding his half-hard cock against her more than eager cunt. It wouldn't take long until he was good to go. He'd always had a good recovery rate, combined with how her body-type pretty much was his fetish. She'd never felt unsexy around him.
She licked the tight little pussy until she could no longer taste her husband before moving on to the girl's pretty clit. Like the cherry on a sundae she'd intentionally left it for last, internally betting Pinkie was desperate for it to be suckled. She drummed her tongue against it hard and the girl squealed in surprise. Carrot's cock hardened noticeably at the noise and she smiled as he pulled back and effortlessly filled her with a single smooth motion. The lewd wet squelching noise attesting to how gloriously wet and ready she was for him. "Welcome home." She purred as she rippled herself around him.
"I love you so much!" He panted desperately and she turned her head to kiss him. Carrot groped her big, heavy breasts hard as he desperately kissed back, tasting pussy on her lips and wanting more. He began to pump, slow, calm, loving. All the urgency of releasing his first load into their mutual cum dumpster ending the pressure and allowing him to now focus solely on their mutual pleasure. They'd both happily slow-grind for hours now. The orgasms would come in small but satisfying waves intermixed with plenty of cuddling. When her pussy got too full she'd have him pull out and and she'd settle on Pinkie's face turning the girl from a spectator to her own personal cleaning tool. Then Carrot would plunge back in, filling her as only he could until-
Dazzle ground her teeth and barely managed to suppress the groan as she rocked her hips into the counter top, her mons grinding hard as she managed to make herself cum mentally! She slumped slightly, a lock of hair had fallen loose from her usual do. She was sweating, panting slightly and her legs felt like rubber. She looked up just in time to see Pinkie turn, a look of concern on her face. "Are you okay Mrs. Cake?" The sweet girl asked.
"J-just fine dear... had a bit of a hot flash." She ended lamely. She'd never had a hot flash in her life but the teenager didn't question that.
"Do you need to go lay down? It's almost time for a break anyway." Pinkie said looking at the clock.
"That's not a bad idea Dear." I'll just go tell Carrot I'm not feeling too well. He'll help me upstairs."
"I could help if-"
"T-that's fine Dear. I'll be fine. You just finish up that pan and take your lunch."
"Okey-dokey-lowkey! You be careful now." Pinkie turned back to her work as Dazzle stumbled slightly to the front of the shop. Carrot was just chatting with the last of the customers at the door. The nice thing about small town life was how everypony knew most of everypony else's schedules and that made it much easier to close up without a fuss. Carrot caught the look in her eye and ushered out the mare he was speaking to who had also caught it and gave her a friendly knowing wink as she departed. Carrot closed the distance between them and wrapped her up in a hug. She kissed him hard. "Talk later. Upstairs, now." As they headed for their bedroom she mused that lunch was just gonna have to be protein heavy followed by nicking a few things from the counter later as neither one of them was likely to have time for a proper meal. Not that either of them would complain in the slightest.
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You got me rollin' on the floor, because you just set my pants on fire.
tl;dr: I'm guessing sex is involved.