Club Flare (unfinished)


                                            >The thuds from the bass get less intense as you walk down the long hallway.

                                            >Inspecting the V.I.P. pass dangling around your neck, you try to find your way backstage to the right room.

                                            >You didn't know what being a V.I.P. fully entailed exactly, a server had just given you the lanyard when you were at the bar and told you to go backstage after the main performance.

                                            >You were a little hesitant to accept at first, until she added that the pass would get you drinks on the house.

                                            >A poor business decision on your mysterious benefactor's part, considering you could drink just about any pony under the table due to your larger size.

                                            >Still, you weren't about to look a gift horse in the mouth and took the offered lanyard from her without any further questions.

                                            >Opening a door in the hallway, you're met with a janitors closet.

                                            >Now you really wished you had asked for some clarification, as you had no idea where the hell you were supposed to go.

                                            >It didn't help you were a little sloshed, you had taken advantage of the club's hospitality and had the cute lavender bar mare reaching up to the top shelf several times tonight.

                                            >She had a nice butt...

                                            >Deciding to use the process of elimination, you start opening every door you come across.

                                            >A bathroom, two storage rooms and a kitchen later, you come across a door that sounds like it has ponies talking behind it.

                                            >Throwing it open, you stumble into a dressing room filled with mares changing and doing their makeup.

                                            "Oh shit sorry." You say sheepishly, covering your eyes.

                                            >The mares' conversation abruptly ends at your interruption and you feel several sets of eyes on you.

                                            >"Um... can we help you?"

                                            "Y-Yeah, sorry I was wondering where I'm supposed to go with this."

                                            >Keeping your eyes covered, you gesture to the hanging pass on your chest.

                                            >The sound of hooves clop toward you, no doubt belonging to a half naked mare.

                                            >"Bend down hun, I can't see all the way up there."

                                            >A little blush lights on your cheeks as you crouch down to give her a better look.

                                            >"Are you okay?" One mare further back asks. "I think he has something in his eye." says another.

                                            >They were all surprisingly calm about you barging in and catching them nake-

                                            >Two braincells rub together in your head to remind you that ponies are naked all the time, moron.

                                            >You feel the lanyard tug as the mare below you looked it over.

                                            >Taking your hand off your eyes, you come face to face with a sand colored earth pony giving you a once-over.

                                            >"Ooh V.I.P. huh? Looks like you caught somepony's eye, hehe."

                                            >This seems to grab the attention of the other mares, some of them trotting over to join the earth pony.

                                            >"It's not one of us is it Bare Shores?" asks one.

                                            >You recognize a few of the mares in the room as dancers and servers from earlier, and instead of being naked, most of the mares are in varying levels of dress of what seems to be a uniform.

                                            >Fishnet stockings, garters, miniskirts, tight tube tops, and collars with nametags on them adorn the curious ponies.

                                            >It was the same uniform the bar mare was wearing, which seemed to lack a pair of panties, giving you an occasional naughty glimpse.

                                            >"Did one of you girls give this guy a tag?" shouts a silver crystal pony to the rest of the room "Because I want in."

                                            >More mares surround you, eying you and your little badge.

                                            >"Look at the back rockbrain, see the cutiemark?"

                                            >"Huh, wouldn't have pegged her being into exotics."

                                            >It seems you've become quite interesting, the whole room of twenty or so mares gradually grouped around you.

                                            >"Well he's certainly big enough."

                                            "F-For you."

                                            >A clover pegasus rubs up against you like a cat, her wing stroking your side.

                                            >"I wonder if she'll share?"

                                            >A few tails have hiked up as interest in you grows, revealing that some may not actually be mares if the hanging sacks were anything to go by.

                                            >"Maybe if we ask her nicely?"

                                            >Stealing a few looks under several more raised skirts shows you were wrong again, they appeared to be owners of both sexes.

                                            >"I think he likes us~"

                                            >A few giggles from the mares let you know you weren't as stealthy as you thought, your face heating up at being caught red handed.

                                            >"Last time we really had some fun, I had to take the next day off."

                                            >"Heh, don't remind me, I'm already poking out~"

                                            >The room's mood had shifted, the little ponies had completely lost their sense of personal space, and you were starting to get uncomfortable.

                                            >One mare gives you a few sniffs while a few tails flick against you teasingly.

                                            >Looking around at the overly affectionate mares, you notice there were quite a few races in the room.

                                            "You sure are a diverse bunch, uh h-ha."

                                            >"See something you like big boy?" A small grey bat mare asks "Us batponies can go all. night. long." Lifting a leg, she flashes you her mottled cock pushing up her skirt.

                                            >Not expecting such boldness, you stutter, unable to look away from the lewd display of bat cock and teats.

                                            >"Whoa there, Dahlia, don't scare him off already, he's obviously green, jeez."

                                            >"As if Stormy could scare anypony with that little thing." Smirks a crimson pegasus, bringing a hoof to her mouth cheekily.

                                            >The bat mare, Stormy Dahlia apparently, glares at the pegasus before smirking herself.

                                            >"Big talk from somepony who only lasts two pumps."

                                            >Somehow the red mare gets even redder as she stutters a reply.

                                            >"I-I already told you I was j-just really tired and pent up!"

                                            >"Wow you must be tired a lot Flash Flare."

                                            >A couple of mares snigger at the pegasus' expense, making her scrunch and cross her forehooves.

                                            >Nervously eyeing the rest of the room, every mare you look at takes advantage of your gaze, some more brazen than others.

                                            >A wink and a blown kiss from a teal unicorn, her nametag reading "Messy Crescendo", eyebrow wiggles and a butt shake from a plum earth pony, and the clover pegasus named "Root Bounty" laid on her side to show off her throbbing length that poked into her crotchboobs.

                                            >"Look over here stud."

                                            >Unable to stop yourself, you look to the voice and get a facefull of crystal pony plot, a winking, shimmering clit a little too close for comfort.

                                            >Your attention is then grabbed by a kirin rubbing her thick mane under your chest, something warm poking your leg.

                                            >"I wonder what this cutie ha-"

                                            >The amber kirin is cut off by a loud hoof stomp from Bare Shores.

                                            >"Easy girls, save it for later. You all know the rules."

                                            >A series off disappointed awws and one or two mentions of blue balls ring out from the group of mares as they give you some space.

                                            >Patting your arm, the earth pony motions to the plastic in her fishnetted hoof.

                                            >"Sorry about that hun, down the hall there should be a door with this cutiemark on it, that's where you're headed."

                                            "T-Thanks."

                                            >Feeling a little heated, you wipe some sweat from your brow as you turn and leave.

                                            >Some of the mares giggle amongst themselves and call after you.

                                            >"Have fun~"

                                            >"Come visit us later!"

                                            >"If he can still walk heh heh."

                                            >"Ugh, now I'm all riled up. Who wants to help a gal out?"

                                            >"Mmm, I love watching colts walk away."

                                            >"That's all they do to you Dew Dribble."

                                            >You leave the room of frisky mares behind, equal parts worried and excited for what lay in store for you.

                                            >Now with clear information, you look at your V.I.P. pass again and see two beamed eighth notes on the back.

                                            >Stopping at a water cooler further down the hall, you eventually come across a door with the matching cutiemark, music thumping behind it.

                                            >Taking a breath, you give the door a knock.

                                            >Silence

                                            >Or to be more accurate, no response from behind the door save for the rhythmic beats.

                                            >Knocking once more, you wait for a second and realize that whoever inside probably couldn't hear you and what you were doing was pointless.

                                            >Trying the low doorknob (ponies are short) you find it unlocked.

                                            >Letting yourself in, you are greeted by a familiar song, the same catchy tune that had been playing about an hour ago in the club while you were loading up on expensive cocktails.

                                            >The room is much the same as the dressing room, additionally decorated with musical paraphernalia, electronic instruments, and an abundance of glitter.

                                            >A few pieces of furniture are spread across the floor, most notably a couch, the only pony in the room laying on it.

                                            >A white unicorn with the same cutiemark as the door and the back of your pass bobs her head, oblivious to your entrance.

                                            >Looks like you found the right mare.

                                            >She was dressed in the same uniform as the other mares, a fishnetted hoof tapping along with the beat.

                                            >The only thing different was a pair of purple shades covering her eyes.

                                            >Remembering you had seen her before, you recognize her as the DJ performing on stage, her electric two tone blue mane hard to forget.

                                            >Thinking of a way to get her attention, you quickly find you don't have to, as the mare leaps into the air with a shriek.

                                            >The mare sails though the air and lands plot first with a smack on the floor, the sound of soft skin slapping over the music.

                                            >Beginning a hasty apology, you stop as the unicorn's horn lights up and silences the music.

                                            >"Sorry! D-Didn't hear you come in, owww."

                                            >Rubbing her behind, the mare stands up and walks over to you.

                                            >"Heh, sometimes I forget how quiet and scary you predators can be."

                                            "Uh... sorry?"

                                            >"Pshh don't worry about it." The mare waves you off with a hoof. "In a way, that's exactly what I'm looking for."

                                            >Magically lifting her shades, you're treated to a piercing pair of scarlet eyes.

                                            >Closing the distance between you two, she circles around you inquisitively, looking you over.

                                            "So, uh-?"

                                            >"Ah you met the other girls huh?"

                                            "How do you-?"

                                            >"I can smell 'em all over you lover boy, I hope they weren't too pushy."

                                            "They were... affectionate."

                                            >"Well as long as everypony kept it in their sheathes that's okay, they know I have dibs."

                                            >Swallowing dryly, you can only assume what she means.

                                            >"Let's move this to the couch and get comfortable tiger." She says, hip checking you playfully.

                                            >Following behind her, you can't help but notice her flagging tail gives you a perfect view of her swollen lips.

                                            >And more menacingly, a pair of giant balls dangling below, the largest pair you've seen yet.

                                            >Tearing your gaze away from her bits, you find the unicorn looking over her shoulder at you with a smirk.

                                            >You are really not good at being a creep.

                                            >Finding something very interesting to look at on the wall, you poorly pretend like you hadn't just been eye fucking her.

                                            >Mercifully, she says nothing, continuing on to the couch but with a little sway in her step.

                                            >Gesturing for you to take a seat, you do so quickly, keeping your wandering eyes off her rear.

                                            >You think you see what might be a pout start on her face before it is turned back into a smile.

                                            >Putting her forehooves on the cushion next to you, she makes a pained expression.

                                            >"Ah- ouchies."

                                            "Are you okay?"

                                            >"Yeah just, I hurt my butt when I fell and it's a little hard to pull myself up."

                                            >She looks up to you with a pleading look.

                                            >"You wouldn't mind helping a poor injured mare, would you?"

                                            "Oh, yeah of course."

                                            >Taking a hoof in each hand, you pull and begin to feel her rise.

                                            >"Wait! Uh- stop!"

                                            >Immediately letting go, her hooves land back on the cushion with a pomf.

                                            "Shit, I didn't hurt you did I?"

                                            >"Nah, just, it umm... wouldn't have worked."

                                            "You sure?"

                                            >"Yeah, here I got a better idea." She says, trying to hide a smile.

                                            >Repositioning herself directly in front of you, the unicorn puts a hoof on either side of your legs.

                                            >"You need to lift me, not pull me."

                                            "Ooookay?"

                                            >"Here, let me show you."

                                            >Magic envelops your hands and they are guided down to the mare, all the way down until right on her ass.

                                            >Each hand is made to cup a soft cheek, making sure they have a firm grip on them.

                                            >"Mmm~ Okay now pull- uh I mean lift or whatever."

                                            >Obeying, you lift the mare from her butt up into your lap easily.

                                            >"Oooh, so strong~"

                                            >With the DJ sitting in your lap, her head is level with yours, allowing her to closely examine your alien features with her big red eyes.

                                            >Her wide hips overflow your legs, her butt squishing down onto your thighs delightfully.

                                            >She's warm, especially the heavy weight resting on your crotch that was hidden by her skirt.

                                            >Curiousity sated, she seems satisfied with her inspection and scoots off your lap onto the couch next to you.

                                            >She's not gone long before the back of her head replaces her butt in your lap, stretching her back casually.

                                            >"You have a good time tonight?"

                                            >Caught off guard, you quickly answer her question.

                                            "Sure did. Thanks for the free drinks by the way."

                                            >"You can really pack away the booze huh big guy? Peach Merlot was pretty much glued to your corner of the bar, heh, but that coulda also been 'cause she thought you were cute too."

                                            >At her words, you realize that you probably cost this pony a few hundred if not a thousand bits in expensive alcohol tonight.

                                            "Yeesh, hope I didn't end up costing you an arm and a leg miss... DJ-Pon3?" You say sheepishly, reading her nametag.

                                            >"Call me Vinyl, Vinyl Scratch, DJ-Pon3 is my stage name. And miss?! Bleh!" Vinyl makes a face and sticks out her tongue. "Rather you called me a bonehead."

                                            >Shaking her head with disapproval and disgust, you can't help but watch the two large bulges under her skirt wobble with the motion.

                                            "My bad."

                                            >"And don't worry about the drinks, us girls get whatever we want for free."

                                            "Coo-"

                                            >"You can touch me if you want."

                                            >Balking, your words die in your throat at her proposition.

                                            >Looking down at the mare, she just wiggles her eyes at you.

                                            >"I know you want to."

                                            >Your face heats up again at her truthfully blunt words.

                                            >Shimmying herself up, Vinyl puts her rump back into your lap perpendicularly and wiggles her hips.

                                            >"Don't worry about being gentle, I wanna see what those paws can do~"

                                            >Nervously reaching down, you play it safe and rest your hands on her exposed tummy, right below her tight tube top.

                                            >Rolling her eyes, Vinyl's horn lights and one of your hands is captured in magenta magic.

                                            >"Lets get this show on the road already or we're gonna be here all night."

                                            >With that, Vinyl shoves your hand under her skirt, your palm landing on a jiggly crotchboob.

                                            >"Theeeere we go, don't be shy, go and do a bit of explorin' for me."

                                            >Mindlessly obeying, your hand slowly prods her soft flesh, caressing the mound and teasing her nipple before moving to the other one.

                                            >Tentatively poking and rubbing her generous tits with your hand seemed to not be enough however, as the mare began to get annoyed.

                                            >"C'mon, get IN there dude! Claim your prey like a big bad uh... whatever you are."

                                            >Finding your voice, you look down at Vinyl quizzically.

                                            "Human."

                                            >"Yeah, yeah, use your big hooman paws and TAKE ME already."

                                            >Blinking dumbly at her words, you aren't quite sure what she's getting at.

                                            "Are you trying to ask for something in particular or...?"

                                            >Snorting with frustration, Vinyl lets her head fall back onto the couch.

                                            >"Yeah, I want a change of pace."

                                            "Change of-?"

                                            >"I want to be bucked!" Vinyl exclaims, throwing her hooves in the air.

                                            >"But everypony always wants to be selfish when they see what I'm packin'!"

                                            >Shaking her hips again, your hand slips off her rack and onto what could only be her leathery sheath.

                                            >Putting on a higher pitched voice, Vinyl clasps her hooves together in front of her in a pleading motion.

                                            >"Oh my Celestia please let me suck your huge cock! blah blah inside my queen, give me your foals! yadda yadda yadda."

                                            >Rubbing your thumb over her sheath, you feel her cock throb and poke out to meet it.

                                            >"Like, don't get me wrong, I love packing a groupie full of my spunk as much as the next mare, but c'mon, it's every buckin' time."

                                            >Your fingers rub her tip as it pokes out, stimulating more growth and pushing it into her underboob.

                                            >Vinyl lets her hooves fall to her sides exasperatedly.

                                            >"I thought when I saw you, you'd be a little more, I donno, aggressive?"

                                            >Her large medial ring passes though your pumping fingers next, it too burying into her tits.

                                            >"Somepony else to take the reins for a change?"

                                            >Vinyl's miniskirt flips up as her boner pushes it out of the way, bright cerulean shimmering between her heavy ivory breasts.

                                            >"Can you blame a mare for wanting a little variety?"

                                            >Her horsecock goes rigid, living up to its name by looking like it would fit better on an actual horse.

                                            >"I want to be the one RUTTED, FILLED, RAVAGED."

                                            >Her flare balloons, a few drops of pre dripping down onto her tube top, staining it.

                                            >"Think you can do that for me?"

                                            >Vinyl's question is impregnated by the scent of musky marecock and blueberries, her intimidating breeding rod asking for quite the opposite of its owner.

                                            >It throbs under your gaze, thick veins bulging to keep it hard, every beat of her heart intensifying the bright blue glow of her skin.

                                            >A sigh emanates from the mare, rubbing her temples with annoyance.

                                            >"Why does absolutely everypony always get cockshock?"

                                            >"Look, I get it, it's the biggest you've ever seen, get over it."

                                            >"Yes it's real, no I don't know a secret big dick spell, if I did, I'd be in Canterlot drinking Marecallan 64 out of a golden bucket with a swirly straw getting bucked by the fanciest sluts bits could buy."

                                            >Coughing, you clear your dry throat.

                                            "Sorry, I was just... admiring you."

                                            >Sighing again, Vinyl facehoofs tiredly.

                                            >"No, I'm sorry, I didn't get you back here so I could bitch and moan."

                                            >"There's just been deadlines I gotta meet, songs to write, I've been really frustrated lately and I'm totally killing the mood right now I should just- aHN~"

                                            >You cut her off by wrapping your hand around her medial ring as much as you could and give it a squeeze.

                                            "You want to blow off some steam right?"

                                            >Sliding her cock in your grip, her bumps and veins tickle your palm as they go by.

                                            >"Mmmhmm~"

                                            "Then go ahead, I'm a good listener."

                                            >This makes her laugh.

                                            >"Heh, what-ah~ a-are you, my therapist?"

                                            >Reaching her battering ram of a head, you run your thumb under the glans.

                                            "No, just someone who's going to take the reins for awhile and work out a little stress."

                                            >Slowly letting out a large breath of air, Vinyl's body relaxes.

                                            >"That- sounds kinda nice actually, mmf alright, but don't blame me if you're bored to tears."

                                            >Using your other hand, you palm her heavy balls, a single one big enough to spill over the sides.

                                            >Her sack is nice and stretchy, yielding under your curious fingers as they pull and scratch the delicate skin.

                                            >Happy coos are coaxed from the unicorn, your hands massaging her tools gently, but firmly.

                                            >Another dollop of pre escapes her tip, the crystal clear drop about to fall until it's picked up in your hand, providing natural lubrication.

                                            >"Buck those paws feel sooo goood~"

                                            "Hands. You were saying something about 'boring me to tears'?"

                                            >Snorting, Vinyl gives your hand a little thrust.

                                            >"Where do I start?"

                                            "How about with this?"

                                            >Popping her cock up into the air, you catch it on its way back down in your hand with a meaty slap.

                                            "You seemed to have plenty to say."

                                            >A strong throb ripples down Vinyl's shaft, sending a bulge in her urethra flying to the tip, a squirt of pre spraying across her muzzle.

                                            >"G-Guh..."

                                            >Collecting herself, Vinyl looks up at you with lidded eyes.

                                            >"Mmmmkay~"

                                            >Wrapping her hooves around her meat in a hug, she gives the head a sloppy kiss, picking up some of her lube in her lips.

                                            >Breaking the kiss, her lipstick leaves behind a blue smooch, strings of pre and spit trying their best to keep her connected to herself.

                                            >"Don't get me wrong, I love this thing." Vinyl says, letting go of her cock to let it bob in the air.

                                            >"She can just be a little... too much sometimes."

                                            "How so?" You ask, fingers tracing over one of her thick winding veins.

                                            >"Are you kidding me? You know how hard it is to just get groceries, let alone when I'm in season?"

                                            "No idea."

                                            >"Do you know what chub rub is?"

                                            "Can't say that I do, no."

                                            >"It's what mares get when their teats are big enough to rub against their cock."

                                            >Demonstrating, Vinyl jerks her hips, sliding the blue pillar in her cleavage far enough to make her balls clap against the back of her crotchboobs.

                                            "Your "chub" rubs."

                                            >Vinyl nods.

                                            >"Most mares only feel it a little, usually when hard, but there's a few, like yours truly, who's sheath and teats are big enough to touch all the time, hard or not."

                                            >Looking down to Vinyl's teats curiously, your hand disappears between them to reach her base, feeling around the wrinkled sheath.

                                            "I bet it's irritating to feel your crotch rubbing all day."

                                            >Vinyl looks intrigued as you explore between her breasts, her eyes sparkling.

                                            >"Whoa, you can get right in there with those huh... a-and yeah, SUPER annoying."

                                            >"I've popped SO many boners just trying to buy some limes or whatever, right in the middle of a busy market."

                                            >Your other hand drifts down below her sack, a toasty heat radiating from underneath.

                                            "What do you do about it?"

                                            >"Well, mares with big enough teats and a small enough boner can hide it between their boobs 'till it goes down, if I'm quick enough I can usually do that and keep from getting any bigger."

                                            >Probing under her hefty nuts, your fingers touch a familiar pair of wet lips.

                                            "Usually?"

                                            >"S-So... mares who have poor control, are in e-esssstrus, or are bigger than their teats c-can hide, are kinda screwed."

                                            >Tracing the outside of her puffy pussy causes it to wink, desperate for attention.

                                            >"Ifff you're luck-ky, you can find a quiet corner to take care of it, but the only r-real way to hide your c-cock is to wear flowy, baggy clothes, or a c-cage."

                                            "Otherwise you're putting on a show."

                                            >"I me-ean, it's not the end of the world, and it's not like ev-everypony is always looking u-under your barrel, but if you're really big and dangle... y-you're gonna catch some stares."

                                            >Vinyl shrugs her shoulders.

                                            >"I- hah~ d-don't really mind that too much though, it's more annoying having a boner every two seconds, especially one you can trip over."

                                            >Surprised by her words, you stop with your ministrations.

                                            "You don't mind?"

                                            >Grinning, Vinyl arches her back to stick her bitchbreaker into the air.

                                            >"Let 'em stare, I'm just a mare minding my own business and listening to my tunes, they're the perverts." She says, giving you a meaningful look.

                                            >"And if a cute pony catches my eye... well, I won't exactly try to hide myself."

                                            "Ha, I bet they get quite the display."

                                            >"Heh, what can I say? I AM a showmare after all." Vinyl says, pride tingeing her voice.

                                            >Resuming your work, your fingers poke into her weeping flower, making her moan.

                                            "I think that might also explain why why you're always on the generous side in the bedroom rodeo."

                                            >"H-hunh? What d-do you me-hean?"

                                            "Your... advertisement-"

                                            >You squeeze her dick to punctuate the word.

                                            "-implies a whole lot. Maybe giving ponies the wrong idea of what you're looking for."

                                            >"Weh-ell, o-okay that's fair, but it goes a little deEEper t-than that."

                                            >Your first two fingers are drenched, her hot walls trying to pull you in further.

                                            >"S-Subs are lazy, straight up. Once i-in a while they d-don't totally starfish, but I alwa-hEEs end up doing all the work."

                                            "Yeah, it's no fun when they go limp and don't do anything."

                                            >Your other hand is moist as well, little droplets of pre flinging off it as you work her slick blue obelisk, fighting against its strong throbs.

                                            >"It's a- mmffh~ p-pretty sweet deal, just lay down and get bu-bucked."

                                            >The juices running from both of Vinyl's ends are ruining her clothes, her top soaked through with precum, sticking to her chest as her pussy drools over her skirt.

                                            >The scent of sweaty, musky mare and blueberries was becoming overpowering.

                                            >"A-And I get it, I'm rare, they're not gonnaaaaAAAAHN!~"

                                            >Vinyl cuts herself off as you slide all the way up her cock in one stroke, stopped abruptly by the backside of her flare, a solid smack echoing in the room.

                                            "Because when else would they have the chance to get a piece of this?"

                                            >Vinyl nods dumbly, staring at the ceiling with her tongue out.

                                            >Sticking another finger inside her honeypot, you give it a stretch, Vinyl slowly losing the ability to form somewhat coherent sentences.

                                            >"I-It's not like I bl-HAyme them~, bu-hut I want to relax too yoohh k-know? G-Get pa-pap-pAHmpered!~"

                                            >Both of Vinyl's slits were gushing, a puddle forming under her ass and into your lap while her flaring tip shot clear streaks across her neck with every terrifyingly strong throb.

                                            >"Y-you're doing so bu-HUHcking awhesome b-by the by."

                                            >Taking that as a signal to go faster, you adjust your grip on her cock and start pumping, your palm shlicking back and forth along her length.

                                            >Vinyl's hips buck, pussy clenches, and balls contract all at once.

                                            >"Haah, HAAAH~ W-WAIT! N-NOT YET! O-OHHH~"

                                            >Screeching to a halt, you let Vinyl recover, her precum turning opaque and her already giant flare broadening into a monstrous bright blue tip, throbbing fiercely.

                                            >"G-GuhHAAAH!"

                                            >Letting out a pained shout, Vinyl holds herself from falling over the edge, barely.

                                            >Slowly, Vinyl's balls relax, laying back on top of your hand that was still in her clenching pussy.

                                            >"S-Sweet Celestia that was c-close..."

                                            "Sorry."

                                            >"You o-owe me a ffffat b-bucking nut for that one."

                                            >The smell of unspilled cum is heavy in the air, Vinyl slowly catching her breath.

                                            >As Vinyl's gigantic flare eases back down to a more proportional size, gobs of thick, white tinged precum dribble out from the hole.

                                            >"K-Kay, I'm good, don't let me get soft."

                                            >Slowly resuming a gentle pace, the rapid throbs of her cock slow down with her heartbeat.

                                            >"Uh, where was I?"

                                            "We were talking about lazy subs, you doing all the wo-"

                                            >"Oh right right right. Yeah, and that's not even mentioning how awkward it is to use this thing."

                                            >Wiggling her hips, Vinyl wags her shimmering azure pole like it was the worlds largest metronome.

                                            >"Lining up is torture when I'm all revved up and I keep missing 'cause she's throbbin' so hard down there."

                                            >As if it could hear her, Vinyl's cock jumps in your hand, searching for a wet hole to stick into.

                                            >"And then when I do finally get under a tail, sometimes I just can't fit her in, even with magic you can only stretch a pony so much, and some pegasi are real small."

                                            "Aww, poor girl."

                                            >You give Vinyl's maresplitter a consolation pat on the head, the tip giving you a messy smooch on your palm.

                                            >"Sometimes I don't fit at all, but usually I bottom out, just getting past my ring is pretty hard, even I don't think I could take her all the way."

                                            >Running your hand down Vinyl's trunk, you feel the slight taper it has all the way to her fat medial ring sitting in her plump cleavage.

                                            >The rib of sensitive flesh squishes under your fingers, but still maintains a firm ridge around her circumference.

                                            >"Mmmmnnhh~ That's right, that's where all the pussies and ponuts give me kissies~"

                                            >Thrusting through your hand, Vinyl pushes you into her busty crotchboobs, and onto the other side of her band.

                                            >Her tremendous girth slaps against her belly, your hand taking the mighty whaps as well, caught under her breasts and dick.

                                            >"Haah~ S-Since you're one of the few who can reach it, I think you should know, my girl has a w-weakness."

                                            >Sliding down further to her thickest point, you reach her base at her balls and sheath, deep between her breasts.

                                            >"E-Everything past my ring is s-super sensitive, e-especially all the way back there."

                                            "Doesn't get a whole lot of attention does it?"

                                            >Giving her wide base a squeeze as best you could, Vinyl moans deeply, her pussy rippling around your fingers, still oozing over them.

                                            >"H-Hard to reach, b-but I cum like crazy just rubbing my tits into it."

                                            >Your hand stuck inside said tits, you see how restrictive they are to the beginning inches of her cock.

                                            "Looks like they also stop ponies from getting much further past your ring, what happens when you don't bottom out?"

                                            >"Mmff~ Yeah, my boobies get in the way if I can get deeper, but if I change the angle like so..."

                                            >A tingly sensation presses on the back of your hand, Vinyl's magic using it to push her titanic cock vertically out of her tits, letting out a trapped cloud of her natural musky blueberry perfume.

                                            >"S-See? A little adjustin' to my mount and I can hit the back of that whorse's sloppy hole no prob."

                                            >Standing tall, rivulets of precum run down Vinyl's turgid length, shimmers of blue catching your eye as the clear fluid refracts her natural light.

                                            >The sticky liquid pools in her tits, coating between and around, bathing them until nice and slippery, her engorged nipples also twinkling blue as the glaze brings out their color.

                                            >Unable to keep all of it for themselves, Vinyl's tits let her juices seep out of both sides of her cleavage, her now completely drenched skirt only serving as a cumrag.

                                            "I know you said you didn't have a spell, but I can't help but be incredibly curious how you got this big, just lucky?"

                                            >Scratching her chin in thought, Vinyl tries to recall something deep in her past.

                                            >Your attention however, was on her pulsating tip, her cock at the perfect height to watch her cumslit pump out fresh pre, the scent overpowering.

                                            >"Something to do with having different races of parents and then also being born with both sets of junk."

                                            >Blowing a breath of air over her sensitive glans, you watch with fascination as the ridges and bumps of her head become more defined as it flexes.

                                            >"A-A wire g-gets crossed somewhere and you get to d-double dip in the genetic smoothie."

                                            >Precum sputters out of her tip, the slit dilating enough with each push you bet it could take a finger or two inside.

                                            >"And If you've got an earthpony and u-unicorn as parents, well, let's just say "girth and length"."

                                            "Best of both worlds...."

                                            >Taking your other hand out from her sopping marehood, you slowly reach up her cobalt column.

                                            >"Hehe y-yeah..."

                                            >Reaching her tip, you wait until her slit bulges with a new shot of pre before diving in with your two longest fingers.

                                            >"H-HUAAAIIIIII!~"

                                            >Vinyl's slutty hole devours your fingers without a hitch, all the way down to the knuckle, smacking into her tender bulb.

                                            >"M-My cockpussyyyyy!~"

                                            >Surging precum mixes with her own pussy juice inside her cock, creating a sticky, slippery mess that sprays onto your palm and down her twitching meat.

                                            >Hot, wet, and tight like her cunt, Vinyl's cockhole also feels distinctly different, each throb rhythmically clenching around your invading fingers, trying to force them out instead of sucking them in.

                                            >"Buuuuuuuuuuck!" Is all Vinyl can say through clenched teeth.

                                            >Spreading her pliable cumslit, her tube gapes, gushing steamy precum over your buried fingers.

                                            >Seeing it ask for more, you oblige and wedge a third finger in the now very compacted cum corridor, your pinkie and thumb rubbing the edges of her flare.

                                            >"I-I bucking lu-HOve those th-things-!"

                                            >Fingering her leaking urethra, you see it distend, barely able to squirt around the plugs inside it.

                                            >Getting an idea, you use your other hand to wrap around the underside of her spasming cock, right under her flare and squeeze.

                                            >Your fingers dig into the insides of her cumtunnel, the pressure under her head squeezing them and making Vinyl's cock thrust into your hands reflexively.

                                            >Thinking it penetrated something, Vinyl's cock is instead tricked to only further penetrate itself on your fingers, jamming you deep inside.

                                            >Writhing with pleasure, drool leaks out of the corners of Vinyl's silently screaming mouth, the sensations becoming too much for her.

                                            >Mushrooming, Vinyl's flare balloons back up to it's gargantuan size, pushing apart your outside grip but still keeping your fingers pinched inside.

                                            >"M-May-HAY-king c-cuhmmies!~" Vinyl slurs, her rosy eyes starting to cross and horn sparking with magic.

                                            >Using her announcement to your advantage, you let go with your hand to leave her cock suspended only by your speared fingers.

                                            >Giving her blooming blueberry flare a little parting kiss, the resulting throb of pre spits out your fingers, freeing it from your torturous appendages.

                                            >The throb also pulls her cock down, slipping back between her slathered gooey tits and slapping wetly against her belly and face.

                                            >No longer having to fight against gravity and your fingers, a torrent of pre fires into Vinyl's begging mouth, catching her off guard.

                                            >"HAAAHU-GHSFPT!"

                                            >Her backed up slimy cockjuice floods over her face, coating her muzzle, soaking into her mane, hitting her similarly firing horn, and ruining the cushions under her.

                                            >The ropes of precum turn opaque as more shoots out, but once again, you only teased her to the edge, intentionally this time.

                                            >"Yo-hoo bahst-hardddd~"

                                            >Vinyl moans under her pseudo cumming cock, lapping up what hits her mouth, another full orgasm her balls are pulled back from.

                                            >Grabbing her sack, you feel them angrily churning, the two extra loads of imprisoned seed frothing inside.

                                            >Doing their job, Vinyl's nuts prepare more cum to replace the load they think was shot free, not knowing they were already over max capacity.

                                            >Backed up, Vinyl's balls swell with stuck jizz, becoming even fatter and heavier.

                                            >Letting go of her encumbered coin purse, it falls down against her ass and pussy, slapping meatily.

                                            >"Y'know, ponies have a hard time handling my big girl, Luna's teats, even I do."

                                            >The Voice was so unnervingly calm and measured, you almost didn't think it was Vinyl at first.

                                            >"She's strong, wild, unpredictable with a mind of her own, and tries to stick in every hole she can find."

                                            >Your hands are gripped in magic as you look Vinyl in her pre plastered face, a concerning serenity to her.

                                            >But YOU don't have that problem, huh big guy? You can do whatever you want to her can'tcha?"

                                            >Pulling them to her cock, Vinyl rubs your hands up and down her slippery blue length.

                                            >"Get anywhere you want."

                                            >Shoving one of your hands into her messy cleavage, she wraps you around her sensitive base.

                                            >"Tease me as much as you want."

                                            >Your other hand is rubbed around her seeping tip, slit still slightly gaped at your rough treatment.

                                            >"Control me as much as you want."

                                            >The hand in her tits is brought to her saggy nuts, a roiling brew stewing inside.

                                            >"I was looking for somepony to take charge for awhile, y'know give me a break, but instead I hit the jackpot and got somepony soooo much better~"

                                            >Vinyl uses your own hands to feel herself up, making you squeeze one of her overfilled balls until she bites her lip.

                                            >"I thought I'd always be breaking mares with this thing, bored outta my mind, rutting every starstruck groupie that came by."

                                            >Dragging the hand under her sack, she slips you into her boiling folds, her clit giving you loving kisses.

                                            >"But you broke her instead, made her your slutty bitch for those bucking perfect hands of yours."

                                            >Sticking one of your fingers back in her slick cumslit, she fingers herself from both ends.

                                            >"And I love it, but there's only so much a girl can take."

                                            >Vinyl's calm demeanor is contrasted by her flushed, sweaty and sticky face, her flaring nostrils rapidly sucking in her own heady musk.

                                            >"I swear, you're about to put me in heat."

                                            >It was easy to see how turned on she was, not even mentioning her gigantic pulsating dick you were stuck inside.

                                            >"So you're going to stop bullying my cock and make me cum now."

                                            >Your hands are released from their magical grip

                                            "What did you have in-"

                                            >"Make. Me. Cum."

                                            >Unsure of what to do but not wanting to disappoint, you retrieve your freed hands from their respective holes and try to come up with a quick game plan.

                                            >Looking over Vinyl's sweaty, sticky body, you devise a rough idea before diving in.

                                            >Seizing the DJ's wide hips, you pull her dump truck of an ass up to your chest, the soggy flesh slapping and sticking where you prop it up.

                                            >"Mmm, good start." Vinyl approves, nuzzling the side of her cock fondly.

                                            >The pear shaped mare rests against you, her colossal cheeks squishing into your chest, shoulders and arms, filling the space easily.

                                            >Your view is filled with what some might describe as an "unreasonable amount of wet mare ass and musky balls".

                                            >The girl was packing, her heavy orbs large enough to sag all the way down to rest against her dock, hiding her other precious treasures underneath.

                                            >Her stretchy sack attached to her impossibly thick base, buried in her plush underboob.

                                            >You're taken out of your marveling by a sodden blue tail flicking your face, leaving behind smears of Vinyl's arousal.

                                            >"Get to it."

                                            >Not needing to be told twice, you bury your face in the slick, tender skin of her nutsack.

                                            >Your nose digs into her wrinkles and crevices, the bouquet of sweaty mare nuts and blueberry cum mixing together to overwhelm your senses, making your head swim.

                                            >"Mmmf, yeah, get in there, I know I smell amazing, even I get off to it."

                                            >Vinyl's cumtanks rub against your chin and cheeks, the enormous but still delicate organs giving you a feel of their lumpy epididymis and vas deferens.

                                            >Her cords matched every single other part about her, screamingly fertile and virile.

                                            >You could tell by their size they could easily supply load after load of the hot bubbling cum brooding in her still producing jizz factories.

                                            >Running your tongue up her sack seam, you're treated to a flavor that closely matched her smell, only even more potent.

                                            >An approving moan comes from the unicorn, but you don't hear it, too preoccupied giving her nuts a bath with your mouth.

                                            >Her taste is incredible, sweet and salty, like eating blueberry crème while being covered by a hundred mating and masturbating mares.

                                            >Your tongue reaches the base of her sheath, able to lick up the pooled syrup between her teats and explore a little in the hot pocket.

                                            >Cleaning her sheath, her cock jumps and her urethra distends against your tongue, a large shot of pre traveling down her cock to the tip.

                                            >Pressing against Vinyl's base again, she moans loudly, an even bigger load of precum throbbing down the blue shaft.

                                            >Seems she wasn't lying about being sensitive down here...

                                            >Going back to her balls, you trace her wrinkles with your tongue, finding that her left nut is slightly bigger than her right and that it hangs a little higher as well.

                                            >Trying your hardest, you attempt to suck her still gargantuan right testicle into your mouth, but only manage to fit a portion.

                                            >Your jaw unable to open any further, you give a strong suck on what you had, pulling on the organ and some of her scrotum.

                                            >"Haaah~ go e-easy love..."

                                            >Letting go, the nut leaves your mouth, dropping back down.

                                            >Nosing back into her seam, you nip her crease with your teeth, gently.

                                            >"AH! C-Careful with those!" Vinyl whines, unable to see what you were doing.

                                            >Ignoring her, you nibble around her sack, enjoying the anxious and pleasured noises you coax from the white mare.

                                            >"C'mon, b-be nice to my nah-! nuts... you a-already filled them to-hooh~ to bursting, you b-bullied them enough..."

                                            >Starting to squirm in your grip, Vinyl's whining makes you lay off, giving her spheres a parting kiss.

                                            "Couldn't help myself."

                                            >"*sigh* That's what they all say..."

                                            >You couldn't see her face from behind her large expanse of ass, but you assume Vinyl's words were accompanied by her rolling her eyes at you.

                                            >For her sass, you suck her cleaned sack into your mouth and grip it with your lips and teeth, careful not to hurt her.

                                            >"H-Heyyyyy...~ I-I said-"

                                            >Pulling up, you lift her balls with your mouth, flipping them over and letting go, allowing them to fall and plap against her thighs and crotchboobs.

                                            >It was as if you had opened an oven, a familiar yet distinctly more feminine scent reaching your nose as you look down, strands of pre and mare juice connecting Vinyl's radiating marehood to the underside of her nuts.

                                            >Freed from their testicular smothering, Vinyl's neglected vulva and ponut wink at you, begging for attention.

                                            >A veritable buffet lies before you, all drizzled with her special frostings.

                                            >As you stare drooling, a fat blue clit parts her lips briefly before hiding back inside its hot lair.

                                            >Curious, you slip two fingers in after it, spreading Vinyl's puffy lips to reveal a glimmering, rippling cerulean tunnel.

                                            >Even more curious, you spread her wider, revealing that she lit herself all the way down to her cervix.

                                            "You glow back here too?"

                                            >"Haaah~ A l-lot of me glows."

                                            >Exploring, you fit your juiced fingers into her puckered donut, needing more strength to force it open.

                                            >Spreading her asshole, you're met with a similarly glowing entrance, the inviting hole fighting against the fingers keeping it open.

                                            >Starting to tire and lose the fight against her strong muscles, you take advantage of her split hole and dig your tongue deep into her ass before she closed herself back up, your chin hitting her dock.

                                            >"Mmmnnnyeahhhh~ G-Get in there~"

                                            >You do as she says and lick at her tender walls, a magical pressure pushing on the back of your head.

                                            >The base of your tongue is squeezed tightly, but the rest is allowed free roam, tickling and prodding her soft insides.

                                            >Fondling her sack again, you pull it back down, letting the weighty orbs rest against your face as you eat out Vinyl's ass.

                                            >Her smell floods your nose again, her two smothering fruits keeping her scent from wafting away.

                                            >Vinyl pants as you lube every crevice inside her butt, kicking her fishnetted hooves uselessly in the air, unable to shake the invader.

                                            >Teasing her muscled ring with your teeth makes her start vocalizing with every breath out, your tongue starting to cramp as she clamps down hard on it.

                                            >Regretfully needing a break, you shlorp out of her ponut and let it close.

                                            >You don't leave it alone however, sucking on her asshole and running your tongue around the wrinkled donut, prodding the center every so often.

                                            >It flinches and squirms under your attentions, but every so often letting you in for a brief moment before squeezing you back out.

                                            >Licking her backdoor, dock, and perineum clean of her juices, you instead coat them with your spit, giving them a nice sheen.

                                            >Vinyl was babbling incoherently a this point, enough to worry you so you peek around the massive mass of ass to check on her.

                                            >She was a mess, lapping frantically at her pre gushing cock with her matching blue tongue, totally out of it.

                                            >Her noisy licks and slurps were only beaten out by her mindless moans and whinneys as she pleasured herself.

                                            >Helping her, you grasp her throbbing dick and pull her hips further up, stretching her out far enough that her tip could just barely fit under her muzzle.

                                            "I've got a better use for your mouth."

                                            >Letting her hips down, Vinyl's tip barges past her lips, snapping Vinyl out of her stupor.

                                            >"Mmfffh-!"

                                            >Unable to fit most of her head inside, Vinyl panics and her horn quickly lights, magic surrounding her mouth and jaw.

                                            >In a second, Vinyl's hips thrust forward a few inches, her tip squeezing in and burying itself in its owners throat.

                                            >Struggling around her mouthful, Vinyl chokes before quickly starting to swallow her stream of pre.

                                            >She still moans and pants into her cock, but Vinyl's noises are mostly quieted, the only other sound being her throaty swallows of her gorging on her own precum.

                                            >Adjusting your grip on her squishy love handles, you get ready for the main course.

                                            >Vinyl's marehood was overflowing with her juices, her swollen lips parted by her feverishly winking clit, the large nub squelching with each exit.

                                            >Using your tongue, you place it flat against her ponut and slowly drag it up.

                                            >Cresting the bottom of her lips, you gather her taste on your tongue, finding it rather sugary.

                                            >The secretions of Vinyl's flower were much sweeter than what her battering ram was currently funneling down her own throat, reflecting the gentler sex's inviting nature.

                                            >So inviting in fact, that any pressure from your tongue easily slipped it into her delicate folds.

                                            >Leading your tongue, you glide it over her neglected honeypot, the engorged lips doing everything they could to be accommodating, eager to let you in.

                                            >Before you indulged them, you crest the top of her vulva to where her clit hid.

                                            >Meeting your tongue, Vinyl's glowing nub punches it before retreating back to escape retaliation.

                                            >Going in after it, your tongue is battered back out by the big blue bully, which once again withdraws to safety.

                                            >Prodding at it again, the nub rushes out to slam you back, but only hits empty air as it throbs.

                                            >Your feint working, you take advantage of Vinyl's defenseless clit out in the open and bathe it with your tongue.

                                            >You get a good lick over it, enough to make Vinyl shake and cry into her cock, her thick legs wrapping around the back of your head and squeezing.

                                            >Pulled deep into her hot crotch, your mouth was mashed into her lower lips in a forceful and sloppy kiss.

                                            >Matching her forwardness, you spear inside her sweltering depths with your tongue, her pussy all too happy to take you in.

                                            >You're surrounded by sticky, plush unicorn flesh, your face covered by a pair of sweaty nuts as your tongue explores Vinyl's rippling cave.

                                            >The musk of her twin sexes is overwhelming, it's the only thing you can breathe as Vinyl's fishnetted legs pin you between their thick thighs and cut off outside oxygen.

                                            >Her clit hammers your lips as you get as deep as you can, licking her slick walls and drinking her delicious blueberry candy nectar.

                                            >Hatching a plan, you snake your hands to the front of her body from her hips, between her legs and into her humid cleavage.

                                            >Traveling along either side of her shaft, you reach her sensitive base.

                                            >Gingerly wrapping your hands around it, you lace your fingers with each other to almost encompass her massive girth.

                                            >You were going to make sure her first true orgasm with you was going to be the best she ever had.

                                            >Careful not to send her over too quickly, you slowly rub her shaft between your hands, feeling her veins throb and urethra distend with every pulse of gooey precum.

                                            >Despite your light touch, Vinyl's cries begin to escalate.

                                            >Even with her cock stuffed in her mouth and her legs acting as squishy earmuffs, you could feel her cries of pleasure vibrate through her body as you stroke her meat and tongue her depths.

                                            >She was getting close, her legs were quaking and you could feel her pair of jewels churn on your face.

                                            >This time you weren't going to hold her back. No, you were going to pick her up and throw her over the edge.

                                            >Vinyl's pussy squeezes and pulls against your tired tongue, the muscles trying to milk it for all it's worth.

                                            >Speeding up your strokes on her cock, Vinyl's pussy begins clamping, almost trapping your tongue inside her.

                                            >Annoyingly, her engorged clit was still hammering away at your mouth, its size and speed starting to make the area sore.

                                            >Fighting back, you wrap your lips around where the bud pops out and suck, hard.