>There's silence across the stage as the lights go back up
>You turn to Pon and are taken aback
>He's sighing, head held in his hooves, looking at the screen
>You think he'- yes he is
"Are you... blushing?"
>"Wh-what?!" Pon sits straight up and coughs, nostrils flaring. "N-no! Ju-just got a little hot with what I was seeing, that's all!"
>He laughs unconvincingly and you smile to help his facade
>A ripple of applause moves through the audience
>apparently it affected more than just him
>"So Anon. This is two mares in a row - that's already a world record in terms of time and endurance. Not partners - I've still got that one."
>He flashes a toothy smile, and an audience member huskily calls his name out in the relative silence
>"Haha! See what I mean?"
>The crowd laughs, and you join in
>"Now, help me out here - it seems the tape skips a bit?"
"Ah, well yeah. We had to break to clean things up, and I wanted to ...catch my breath, as it were."
>"I bet, lad. So, help us with the next scene, because I previewed this earlier-"
>1980'sstudioaudienceinterracialkisswoo.mov
>"-Hey! Who here didn't?!"
>You two share another laugh
>"Anyway. The scene transition here is jarring - which is to be expected in a sex tape, but. One minute you're caressing your partner, the next you're, yanno-"
>You cut him off with a wave of your hand
"Yeah, yeah. So I needed to catch my breath, and my third partner Ponka-"
>"Uh, Ponka? I have her as a Pinkamena Diane Pie?"
"Oh. Yeah, sorry - I have a bunch of nicknames for these girls."
>Pon nods
"Anyway. Panko wanted to 'prepare her body' - her words, not mine. That's what's up with the sudden change and the...streamers."
>"I was wondering about that. What would you say the overall feeling is of this scene?"
"If Fluttershy was dominance and RD was tenderness, Pinko's gotta be [spoiler]fun.[/spoiler]"
>"Fascinating! Shall we start 'em up?"
>Might as well - we're almost to the halfway point, and that means free snacks in the green room!

"Mmm, sure."
>"Oh, before we do! I almost forgot." Pon leans over the table. "What happened to her?"
>You smile you winningest smile
"A gentleman never kisses and tells~"
>The crowd - Pon included - all groan. "Come on, let us know something!"
"Well, I'll say this. Every season I get free front-row tickets to see the Wonderbolts perform."
>Pon whistles.
"Now, shall we...?"
>You point to the screen and as the lights dim, you idly run your thumb along the ridge of the mug as you take another trip down memory lane...
* * *
>"Doggo..." Dash whines softly
>You reassure her by gingerly running your fingers through her mane
"I'm not."
>You sigh, and hear the loud *click* of the camera being shut off
>Turning your head you spy Rarity, who although is blushing brighter than the sun, had the good sense to turn the camera off
>That was awfully generous of ...her. Damnit.
>You mentally sigh
"So. Not that I couldn't go again"
>Dash's ears perk up, and she swallows audibly
"I figure let's take a little break. Get hydrated, get cleaned up... yanno."
>A few mumbles of agreement later, and you stand up with Dash still crooked in your arm
"We'll be back in... say, 30 minutes?"
>You turn to Pinkie Pie who's looking at you like you're the tastiest lollipop that's ever been made
"Good for you?"
>She nods so fast her head is a blur
>k then
"Hey Dash? Let's go get cleaned up, ok?"
>She murmurs your agreement, and you leave to, well. clean up
>Which you did. She was very tender, and although you took a shower she ended up needing more of a soak
>You place Dash in a random bed after toweling her dry
>You talked, and... well. You're gonna take it slow, but there's definitely some chemistry there
>Nothing official, mind you. Both young, dreams to chase and all that
>After she got your commit she smiled so brightly... and then passed right out
>Poor thing's tuckered out, bless her little heart
>..... ok so that was dangerously frilly right there. Gonna have to drink all the scotch.

>get that man-card back or some shit.
>or maybe this cartoon horse land is starting to rub off on you
>You sigh as you get up, turning out the lights and shutting the door behind you
>You straighten your back and walk down the hallway
>Yeah you're naked, what of it
>You make your way back to the throne room to find it covered in streamers
>A gigantic cake shaped like your cock sits in the middle of the table
>you can see a slice has already been taken out of your balls; lo and behold, it's creme filled
"What."
>"Oh! You're back! Quickly, go sit down on my throne!"
"Ponk, where is the camera? And where the hell are you?"
>"No no no! Nonno, go sit. Then we'll have some fun!"
>You smirk to yourself
>Pinkie was alright. Did want you, didn't want to do you like this
>So she promised her turn would be fun
>*click*
/~/~/~/
"Well alright, as long as you get a good angle."
>"Hehe, of course I will!"
>You walk over to the party throne, testing it with your hand for any traps or shenanigans on the seat
>Nothin. Your balls are safe
>You sit down, legs spread again, REVENGENCER hangin' out with your balls
"Soon"
>You look down at your cock and nod slightly
>"Eee! Alright, nonny, get ready!"
"I am ready! Just come o-oh. Oh. Oh uh."
[spoiler]>Pinkie steps around the table in a black latex catsuit
>It's gotta be oiled or something - nothing should shine that brightly
>Or hug those curves[/spoiler]
>Dem hips, dat flank
>You're speechless
>"Hehe, what's wrong, Nono?"
"Wow..."
>Anon Jr. takes the lead, and in world-record time is rock-hard once more
>"Oh. Well I see at least someone wants to greet me~"
>She giggles into a hoof while giving you the bedroom eyes
>Stop, please. I can only get *so* hard
>"Now then." You hear the soft *tmp* *tmp* of her hooves against the crystal floor
>Grinning, she sways her hips as she moves towards you
>Like a sexy, hyperactive pink shark. That wants your cock
>Brain that was kinda a shit analogy
>What u want anon? me get 20% blood nao

>You swallow audibly, and she gives you a coy grin
>To be honest, hatefucking these mares out of revenge was something that should've been cold and callous
>You sure as shit shouldn't have started to get attached to them
>And you SURE AS SHIT shouldn't be scared of them!
>But this pink marshmallow pone with her muffled hooves and her small smile
>Your body might not be ready
>"Now Nonno. I know you weren't happy about this, ah, arrangement. But that doesn't mean we can't have some..."
>She stops just infront of your crotch, her muzzle close to your cock
>"fun." she breathes the word out, hot and wet. Your member twitches of it's own accord.
"Ah, w-well... Pinkie. Th-"
>"Mmm." She looks up at you from between your legs with half-lidded eyes. "It seems you've been hiding a party in your pants from me, Nons. Isn't it time for me to play?"
"Wh"
>That's all you get out
>With zero notice pinkie swallows your dick
>From 0 to deepthroating in 1.5 seconds
"Oohh! F-Fuck!"
>You squirm at the sudden sensation of warmpth and tightness - and fuck, she's using her tongue well
>Broad and flat, it wraps around your shaft, tensing and squeezing
>The entire time she's suckling it hard - apparently unafraid that it'll break
>You arch your back and squirm against the party throne before adjusting, breath evening out
>You swallow
"Fuck, Pinkie-"
>"aths ah pwah." She replies, looking up at you as she begins to bob up and down
"Haah...good pony."
>You reach down and rub her ears, the top and back of her head - anything to keep encouraging her
>You haven't had this good a blowjob in ever
>You focus on your breathing as she continues, and soon the only sound is her sucking 
>You look at the camera - she's hidden it near some balloons - and you give it a look of "well ain't this some awesome shit"
>The visual thumbs up
>Fuck they're ponies, uh. The visual... hooves....
>Her lips drag up your shaft and you groan, your cock slipping free with a [spoiler]l-lewd[/spoiler] and wet pop

>Pinkie looks a bit lost in thought, staring at your throbbing cock. "Hmm. That taste...Prench Vanilla? Irish cream...no, no... oh. I got it."
>She looks up at you with a serious face
>"Boysenberry"
>You lost it for about a good minute
"Ha-F-fuckin Ponka, seriously?!"
>She giggles along with you, climbing up into your lap. 
>Suddenly serious again. "Anon."
>Woah. That was almost your whole name there
>She leans in, muzzle kissing the side of your neck
>"Strip me." She whispers breathily
>You nod and begin to rub her down, looking for the seams in her suit
>It doesn't help that she squirms in your lap, and too often you find your hands rubbing on naughty spots without getting any purchase
>This teasing is ruining both of you - Pinkie can feel it through the latex, and the blush on her face is the only confirmation you need
>Fuckin
>WHERE ARE THESE SEAMS
>Did she just squeeze her whole body through a hole the size of her neck?
>She pants softly and giggles as your face betrays your emotion
>"You can unwrap and play with me if you ask nicely~"
>She wants you to beg for it?!
>Fuck this mare. Ser-
>She sits in your lap, facing you
>Her crotch right on yours
>and looking into your eyes
>She starts to firmly squeeze
"P-panko..."
>"Mmm?"
[spoiler]"Please let me play with my new toy."[/spoiler]
>She grins wide
>"Good boy."

>She grips the latex and in a blur did this weird.. M.C.Escher thing and basically poured herself out
>Of course she's oiled the inside, so she spills into your lap
>Hot and wet and squirming as she gets all but a hoof out
>"Dangit why is it always the back left..."
>You reach down and grip the suit, tossing it limply on the table
"Now."
>She nods and licks her lips, allowing you to reposition her
>Sitting on your lap, facing you, hooves around your neck she looks down at your cock one last time
>"And now my next trick, How to make a penis disapp-"
>Nope. We both have surprises, ponk
>You buck up and strike home, impaling her on your dick
>"Eeeeaaaahhh~!" She squeals in surprise, her body shuddering
"S-sorry, I ju-"
>"N-naughty nonny...."Slowly she lowers down on your member, squeezing you hard as you push in until you both hilt
>Probably shouldn't have surprised her like that, but... come on
>Turnabout and all that
>Pinkie looks back up at you, breathing heavily, and you see her concentrate a bit
>Holy shit 
>She's kneading your cock. She is just sitting there and kneading y-
>"What does my naughty nonny think of my...knead trick?"
>You groan
>Dad-tier sex joke why
>She playfully licks your cheeks - to reassure you, or to drink your tears, you will never know
>"Mmmm~ Now bounce me, boy."
>You will not deny her
>Your hands reach down to grip her soft flank and you start to bounce her on your lap
>[spoiler]like a good little boy.[/spoiler]
>"Oooh~ yeeessss"
>She rocks her hips as you bounce her, and soon her breathing comes in sharp
>"Haah...ahh... AAH! Mmn~nnng~!"
>She rocks back and forth rapidly, her body trembling as the first orgasm hits her
"You like?"
>You ask smugly as you continue your rythm
>"T-this is gonna be the most fun I've ever funned..."

>There's no timer, so you can't gauge how long you two have been at it
>You just count orgasms
>On number 14 now
>She asks to switch position every now and then
>First facing you, then away, then on the ground
>Apparently "traditional style" was too kinky for her
>Eventually you find yourself standing up, facing the table, with Pinkie laying on her stomach at about hip-height
>Funny how that works
>You're going at it - fucking her as hard as you can, her hooves scrabbling for purchase against the tabletop
>"Haah! AAHNN~!"
>15, now
>You want to make sure she enjoys herself, so you slow down as she contracts around you, moving your hand from her winking clit to her teats
>You knead them gently as you wait for her to compose herself
>Pinkie turns after a few moments and gives you a weak nod, and you begin again
>"Ooh-hooo-ooh~" Her moan is broken up by the power of your thrusts - but that doesn't stop you. 
>Hell, that's encouragement
>You double your efforts, making sure that every time you connect with her hips it emits a firm *thmp*
>"Nn-nnn-Aaah!"
>Pinkie turns her head to look at you
>She's trying to talk
>How cute
>But no
>You feel yourself getting close
>You shake your head no and grab her tail, pulling it up as you begin your final ass-ault
>hey that's a sex pun you should tell her that
"Th--haah- This-oh!"
>Nope, maybe later
>She rolls her head back forward and lets out a series of moans
>She tenses up suddenly, but you fuck right through it, earning you a cry of ecstasy
"P-pinkie, Pinke I'm gonna-"
>"A-aaah-huuuuh-Uuuuhh~"
>You thrust a few more times before arching your back and slamming your hips home
>Her pussy contracts on your cock, milking it roughly as you cum
>really hard - like, wow
>Your knees buckle, and on reflex you reach out and slam your palm on the table
>*click*
"Mmnnf~"
>*Beeeeeeeeeee-*
>What the shit is-
>*BANG*
>Utterly surprised at the loud noise you let out a very manly cry of alarm
>let's go with alarm
>and fall backwards

>Pinkie's still latched onto your cock, and falls with you
>With a meaty *thud* your back hits the floor, and her weight slams down on your hips
"Oh Fuck!"
>"AAAAAAHHHH~!"
>She curls forward on your hips, hooves hitting the ground around your frame with a loud *clop* as you squirm under her, still riding out your orgasm
>"NNNNGH FUCK! FUCK!"
>Oh wow her body's been shaking for a few seconds now
>Must've been really intense for her
>You reach up and wrap your arms around her tightly, holding her close as she starts to relax
>Wiping off the...
>Seriously
>You examine your hand and find that it's covered in frosting
>Did she rig your cock cake to cum on command when you came?
>She's still breathing heavily, but has stopped shaking
>You look down at her and lock eyes, and she sheepishly smiles up at you
>"haah...aah...surprise?"
>Grinning you take a finger and lick it clean
>Then you lean down and kiss her, frosting and her taste mingling together
>You break the kiss after a minute or two, and she eventually gets up, letting you slide out of her
>Both of you are drenched in oil, frosting, fluids.... glitter, apparently
"Wow. Wow! Panko, I've got to say... that was an experience."
>"Mmm. But we're not done, yanno." She limps over to the camera, an obvious hitch in her step
"O-oh?"
>"Yes, you naughty colt. You always have to clean up after a party, and I'm gonna need some help..."
>You grin
/~/~/~/
*click*
>Thunderous applause breaks your reverie as the lights go back up
>every single mare is basically giving you a standing ovation
>Which is weird for ponies, cause they're standing but stomping - whatever
>You wave, and a light blush crosses your cheeks
>"Haha, hey now! Settle down everypony! We're just at our halfway mark!"
>Pon eventually gets the crowd under control and turns to you
>"Now, what was that frosting-cake-fuck move called, Anon?"
>You shrug
"Hell if I know - I didn't even know that was there to begin with!"
>Pon laughs.

>"So, can we party with this pony sometime or what?"
>You look frantically around the stage for a moment, as if saying the p-word would just summon her to your side 
>You don't need that
>Besides, your personal pinkie pie pony pussy pounding parties are private
>And you plan on keeping them that way
"Well, she loves to party with everybody, but those are all foal-friendly."
>Pon 'awws' sadly. "Really? Well dang. I'm telling you, with those prop ideas in this industry, she could go far! Whaddya say, gals?!"
>He turns to the audience who cheer
>They just want replicas of your dick
>speaking of, how did she get one to make that cake... nevermind
>The crowd goes at it for a while, then quiets back down
>"Well, like I said, this is our halfway point. So we'll be breaking for a few minutes, and then back with the last half and the award ceremony itself!"
>Another round of applause and then the lights go out
>Time to hit up the green room for some snacks
>they're your favorite flavor
>free