Pinkie Pie's Lucky Thirteen
Every month, Pinkie Pie has a little ritual she takes part in. It always brings her luck, and she likes to think it does for thirteen other ponies, too. :3
This vignette was written for an anonymous Patron as part of my themed Patreon request day for the month of March 2019. This month's theme was "Getting Lucky." The story contains sexual acts between multiple consenting adults, and features characters from MLP:FiM!
Pinkie Pie's Lucky Thirteen
On the thirteenth day of every month, Pinkie Pie had a tradition she liked to carry out. A tradition which she wholeheartedly believed brought her good luck, because ever since she'd started doing it several years prior her life had become undeniably more fantastariffically awesometacular than it already had been. Plus, it meant she could make a dozen or so of her friends even happier too, and Pinkie Pie loved to make people happy, especially in the particular way that today's ritual required.
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"A-aahahh... tarnation, Pinkie... y'all could've reminded me yesterday that today was the thirteenth. Ah would'ntve rode mah dildo this mornin' to take the edge off if ah'd known you'd be callin'..."
Applejack groaned deliriously as Pinkie Pie's lips suckled firmly on the mare's swollen clit, AJ's back legs twitching as she lay sprawled over a bale of hay in the Sweet Apple Acres barn. Despite the other earth pony's suggestions of modesty though, the fact she'd gotten off once already that morning was doing nothing whatsoever to dampen or lessen the impact of Pinkie's lips and teasing, skilful tongue. Quite the opposite in fact, after an orgasm earlier that day focused so completely on vaginal penetration, the intense clitoral stimulation to which Pinkie Pie was subjecting Applejack was absolutely heavenly. Heavenly to the point where within minutes AJ was bucking her back legs frantically either side of Pinkie's hard working muzzle, and burying her face in the hay bale beneath her to muffle her frantic shriek as her hat tumbled off her head in the shuddering, thrashing intensity of the orgasm through which Pinkie's lips and tongue so expertly and hungrily carried her.
It took a full thirty seconds for Applejack to recover from the intense ecstasy of that peak, but when finally she pulled herself upright and scooped her hat off the straw-strewn floor of the barn once more, the now satisfied pony was eager to return the favour.
"Alright, sugar-cube. Get that cute butt o' yours over here, and ah'll give you a good seeing t-... uh, Pinkie?"
Applejack looked around the barn, still blushing as she felt the residual remnants of her own arousal dribbling down over her still throbbing, winking clit. But despite the other earth pony having had her muzzle wrapped around that very same clit barely a minute before, there was now no trace of Pinkie Pie anywhere in sight. Just the small puddle where AJ's ejaculate had clearly dribbled down over the pink pony's face to the floor below, and a still red-cheeked, panting Applejack who could do nothing more than shrug, chuckle in amazement at Pinkie's shamelessness and selflessness, and get right back to work.
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"Pinkie! Oh, h-hi, we didn't think you'd be coming in today, I... w-we were just..."
Mr Cake blushed and stammered as Pinkie trotted into the back room of Sugarcube Corner just as he had his wife pressed up against the counter upon which she had been making a batch of her world-famous Chiffon Swirl cupcakes. He was looming over her, cock rock hard and with its flared tip just rubbing at the opening of her pussy, when the earth pony pranced her way gleefully in, and giggled in delight as she caught the two Cakes in the act.
"Making some frosting?"
Pinkie suggested playfully as she stepped closer to the older couple, not moving, caught between being too embarrassed to react and too turned on to stop.
"Mixing some batter?"
She continued, getting closer and closer, eyes wide, and now that she got close enough for the other two ponies to see her in greater detail, with a lingering glistening wetness surrounding her muzzle.
"About to put a bun in the oven?"
The pink pony finally suggested before collapsing onto her back in a fit of the giggles, before springing back upright and grinning shamelessly, lustily to both the other ponies.
"How about this. You fuck me, I eat out Mrs Cake... and for the next month after today, I'll cover you for breaks or babysit whenever you two wanna go canoodle, just the two of you. Or I'll join in. Whichever you'd rather."
The Cakes looked at one another, then at Pinkie as she nibbled on her bottom lip, a forehoof already reaching back between her legs to rub herself at the sight of the other two horny ponies. They blushed, smiled, shrugged, and in unison nodded to their star employee, and soon to be lover.
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"Ahhh... and then when Mr Cake came in me but called out his wife's name, Mrs Cake squirted all over my face again she was so turned on! So, do I count that as two, or does it have to be thirteen different ponies, rather than just giving ponies thirteen different orgasms? Am I on three, or four?"
Pinkie Pie looked down between her legs where she was grinding her own dripping nether regions and swollen clit against Vinyl Scratch's own. The other pony trembled, panted, but as her shades fell back to reveal her stunning blue eyes, she just shrugged and grabbed more firmly at Pinkie's waist with her own forehooves, rocking and humping them against one another all the more firmly.
"It's probably three, right? It's gotta be three. I could make one pony cum a million times and it'd still only count for one, because it's making thirteen ponies happy that's lucky, not making one pony happy thirteen times. Heck, if that was the case I could just say home and ride the enchanted vibratory Twily got me for my birthday last year for like three hours! That'd get me to thirteen for sure... that and a very, very sore pussy. Twilight likes her toys to give it to her rough!"
Looking down again, Pinkie giggled as Vinyl just stared hungrily, lustily up at her once again without a word of response.
"You're such a good listener, Scratchy. I could talk to you all day. But, I have other ponies to find and hump after you. So, do you mind if we-eeeeeeee!"
Pinkie squealed with surprise and laughter as Vinyl Scratch rolled her eyes, then rolled over and took control, starting to grind, buck and hump down against the other pony's pussy until minutes later Pinkie was shrieking in glee, and Vinyl herself was trembling in silent but equally potent, finally relieved euphoria.
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"Nnnhhmnmmnghhhdhhh..."
Pinkie gurgled as she came for the fourth time while Big Mac slowly, carefully rocked his hips back and forth where he was looming over her, slowly burying and retracting every inch of his huge cock repeatedly within the earth pony as with a glazed look in his eyes and a somewhat goofy smile on his face he slowly, steadily rose to a peak of his own.
"Aahhh... are you... ohhh McIntosh, are... aahyesss, are you almost there?"
Pinkie whimpered and gurgled as she tried to speak, tried to thread more than a couple of coherent words together as the stallion continued to plough her with that same unbroken, unchanging pace that he had been for the last ten minutes.
"Mmh... eeyup..."
The huge pony grunted tenderly in response, before picking up his pace ever so slightly, increasing the force of his thrusts by the tiniest margin more, and hearing Pinkie's attempts at further communication devolving into squeals, shrieks and almost sobs of overwhelmed ecstasy as orgasm number five immediately and violently consumed her.
At least Big Mac trusted that Pinkie believed him when he told her he was almost there. She always felt incredible, and her energy, her enthusiasm propelled him to orgasm so much faster than with many of his other lovers, almost embarrassingly so. It would probably be only another twenty, maybe thirty minutes before he came inside of her. So yeah, he was almost there, and for what little time they had left together before he surrendered to his own orgasm, he would do his best to ensure that Pinkie Pie spent almost every second of it lost in her own endlessly enthusiastic rapture.
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"Oh my. Oh... ooohh, well.. g-gosh..."
Rarity gasped as she watched one of the townsfolk twirl in front of her in a thoroughly unremarkable homemade dress.
"...that looks, aahh... absolutely... well, I can see precisely how much time and care was put into it, d-dahh... darling..."
The visiting pony beamed, paid for the new fabric she had come to collect, and trotted proudly out of the store, eager to tell all her friends that she'd rendered Rarity herself breathless with the beauty of her first ever self-made dress.
Back inside, with the store now empty, Rarity shuddered and sank forward against the counter behind which she had been standing.
"Ohhhh... harder, Pinkie. Please..."
She could feel her pussy starting to quiver, to convulse without a single touch having been laid upon it. Rarity didn't know what it was about having sex in front of other ponies, especially when they didn't know it was happening. Nor did she know why of all things she liked it most of all when another pony did this to her. But, as she peered back over her shoulder and watched Pinkie beaming up at her from just beneath her tail, tongue happily buried and wriggling within the unicorn's ass, there was no denying it.
"Eat my ass, Pinkie. Eat it. Make me... mhhh... make me... yes , darling! Right there. Right... ohhhh by Celestia, yes!"
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"...but just when Daring Do thought she had disabled the last of the traps, jungle vines sprang forward with a life of their own and grabbed at her legs. They dragged her into the air, spread eagled, and writhed and wriggled their way under her clothes. It was only when they began to rip and tear the clothes from her body that Daring Do realised she'd been a fool all along. That the sigils on the temple walls hadn't been warnings meant to chase potential invaders away. They were signs instructing visitors to the temple of Fertility how to perform the temple's various rituals, and how to receive the blessing of the fertility spirits which dwelled within."
Pinkie glanced up from the rather dog-eared copy of 'The XXXtremely Unofficial Erotic Adventures of Daring Do' and smiled at Rainbow Dash as she watched the pegasus pony lying back in her bed, ears perked, eyes closed, working a dildo rapidly in and out of her pussy with both hooves. Amidst Pinkie Pie's brief pause though, Rainbow Dash's eyes fluttered open, and she croaked pleadingly, shamelessly to her friend.
"Keep reading. Please, I... I'm so close. Tell me what the tentacles are gonna do to m-... to Daring Do. Please, Pinkie."
Giggling, but not mockingly so, delighted to be trusted with one of her friend's dearest possessions in this way, Pinkie nodded, cleared her throat, and continued where she had left off. No sooner had she done so, she heard the splish-splashing of the toy moving more rapidly within Rainbow Dash once again, and heard the pegasus' voice whispering to herself as she rapidly approached the point of no return.
"I'm so brave. So strong. So smart. I'm Daring Do... a-aahh... and, ohh Celestia... I'm gonna be trapped here, and these vines are gonna fuck me so hard, so fucking hard... for hours!"
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It was always the quiet ones.
"Oh dear. Oh gosh. Oh my..."
Fluttershy whimpered and trembled so softly, so meekly as Pinkie Pie's entire hoof plunged loudly and sloppily in and out of her.
"...oh Pinkie, t-that feels so nice. So very nice. So good, and warm, and deep, and... oh. Oh. Oh!"
Pinkie dragged her hoof out of Fluttershy just in time to send a powerful jet of ejaculate gushing a good three or four metres out from the quivering, cumming mare's deliciously stretched and intensely receptive, already soaking wet pussy.
"Mmmhhhh... please, aa-ahh... again..."
Fluttershy giggled and moaned even as she writhed in the throes of that first orgasm.
"Again, Pinkie... pleeeease!"
She begged as still dripping, still quivering and cumming, she dragged herself to her feet and turned to face Pinkie Pie.
"Make me cum again, Pinkie. A-ahh... again. Again! Now!!"
She practically snarled as the earth pony didn't obey, lunging forward and pinning Pinkie Pie to the ground, pressing her pussy down into Pinkie's face and starting to desperately, feverishly hump her red faced, stunned but eagerly giggling friend.
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"So, if you change into a pony with a bigger clit, does it feel the same?"
Pinkie Pie murmured curiously as she straddled Cherrilee's midsection and rubbed the pony's small but sensitive clit with the tip of one hoof. The other earth pony shivered, gasped in pleasure, and shook her head a moment before with a glow of light and a ripple of energy she transformed into Mayor Mare. Pinkie murmured in approval as she peered down at the older mare's far larger clit, and giggled in delight when she caressed the length of the one and a half inch, prominently set nub and drew an intense, guttural shriek from the woman to whom it was attached.
"That's so cool. But, if it's all the same to you, Thorax? I'd rather have sex with you."
The earth pony spoke honestly as she stopped teasing the Mayor's clit and shifted position astride her, giggling some more when just as she settled down astride Ponyville's elected leader, crotch to crotch, that ripple of light and energy passed over her once again and revealed the true form of the changeling in question. His true form, including the shaft-like ovipositor which Pinkie felt rise up from his crotch as it was restored as part of Thorax's true self.
"M-me?"
Thorax asked bashfully, shuddering and gasping as Pinkie began to rock back and forth, grinding her wet pussy against the length of his ovipositor.
"But, I could let you have sex with any pony in the world whose heart any member of the hive has already touched. I'd look, feel, and act exactly like them... and it would feel as good to me as it would if you actually touched that pony in the same way. Out of all that choice, why would you just pick me?"
Pinkie Pie smiled, leaned down over the changeling, and kissed him tenderly on his muzzle. She drew back just a few inches, still resting over him and grinding against him, and whispered softly.
"Two reasons. First, because you're sweet, and pretty, and a wonderful new friend I still want to get to know lots better in loads of different ways, sex included! And... second?"
Her position shifted a little. Her eyes widened, and both she and Thorax moaned as Pinkie Pie felt his ovipositor start to press forward inside of her.
"Second... because I want to see and feel how it feels for you when you cum. If I want to find that out about a different pony? I will. But right now, it's you I want, Thorax. Only you."
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"Pinkie, I... I shouldn't be doing this. We said we'd ask first. T-talk about it. C-Caaahh... Cadence might not be okay with it, since you're friends with my sister. She... oh Celestia. Oh. I... I'm, Pinkie Pie, please y-you have to... you... oh Luna. Oh, please don't stop. Please. Oh . Oh alicorns , Pinkie!!"
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"Oh, Pinkie. We really s-shouldn't. Nnhh... not without Shining here. We said we'd ask before w-we... with any ponies we hadn't been together with before. We... wait... kiss me again. Mnh... oh. Oh Celestia, you taste like... but, h-he... oh. Oh. You already, w-with... and now I'm... oh, that's so hot. Why do I think that's so... so... ohhh Celestia! Pinkie, I... cumming! I'm cumming!"
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"Harder! Harder!"
Pinkie wailed as Twilight shrieked and half begged for, half demanded more. Magic glowed around the cock driving in and out of Twilight Sparkle's depths, the princess of friendship having conjured it into being upon Pinkie Pie when she determined that the strap-on they'd been using up to that point simply wasn't sufficient. But even now, it still seemed as though Pinkie wasn't giving Twilight everything that she wanted. She couldn't buck any faster, couldn't fuck Twilight any harder. At that point she was practically out of ideas, unless...
"More, Pinkie!"
Twilight commanded, her voice booming with magical energy as her horn glowed and the brand new balls present between Pinkie's legs grew larger, heavier, her cock swelling to an even greater size too.
"More! _More! Mo-aaaaahhhh! _"
The Princess screamed in lust, and in shock as one of Pinkie's hooves swung down and spanked her smartly across the left cheek of her ass.
"D-did you just... spank me?"
Twilight's voice trembled, quivering in shock and with all the power gone from it as Pinkie's cock fell momentarily still inside of her, and she looked round at the panting, red faced, wide eyed earth pony. Pinkie Pie nodded, and in her most firm, commanding tone, she retorted back at the alicorn who was more than powerful enough to zap her into a dimension of prudes for the rest of eternity if she wished.
"I... I did. And I'll do it again, if you don't stop being such a needy brat."
Twilight Sparkle's eyes bulged. Her wings flared, her horn crackled with rageful magic... and her cheeks burned hotter and redder than Pinkie Pie had ever seen any pony's cheeks burn, as a hot spray of ejaculate erupted around Pinkie's huge cock.
"I... b-but, I'm a Princess. You can't speak like that to a... ooohhhghnhahhh!"
Twilight started to respond huffily, poutily, only to receive another sharp spank. Her front legs gave out beneath her, and she sank forward to the floor of the royal library as another rush of near-orgasmic juices poured forth from her, and Pinkie started to fuck her again with renewed vigour and a chiding, commanding cry of her own.
"I'll talk to you how I like, filly. And once I breed you like the good little mare you are... you're gonna lick my cock clean of all the juices I know you're about to squirt all over it."
The alicorn's eyes bulged again. Her wings shot out fully flared either side of her trembling body, and as Pinkie Pie grunted with buoyed confidence and ferocity, she did precisely as the earth pony had suggested, and began to squirt all over Pinkie's hot, throbbing cock.
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"Just one left... lucky thirteen..."
Pinkie Pie whimpered to herself in excitement as she rubbed her hoof back and forth across her weary but still throbbing, responsive clit. Standing on the upper tower of Twilight's castle, peering through a telescope at Ponyville proper and the many residents going about their business, Pinkie masturbated as she tried to choose between so many wonderful ponies, each of whom was deserving of some time, attention and pleasure. She could stop in at the spa and see if Aloe or Lotus were available for a quick massage. She could convince Octavia to give her a special one on one performance. She could find out whether Thorax's simulation of the Mayor was accurate down to the last detail, or of Cherrilee for that matter. There were so many ponies out there whom she could have chosen from. So many that she was spoiled for choice, frozen by analysis paralysis. Yet all the while her hoof kept on working as she caught sight of pony after pony through the telescope, and imagined precisely how she would make each and every one of them cum in their own unique way. She giggled, whimpered and panted more and more eagerly with each new sighting and each new fantasy, until, perhaps inevitably, her body responded in the only way it could to such persistent physical and mental stimulation.
"O-oohhhhh..."
Pinkie's eyes widened. Her body stiffened, and a long, lingering moan escaped her lips as a gush of liquids flooded down her suddenly quaking inner thighs and over the hoof now pressed tightly, immovably against her throbbing, pulsing clitoris. Still twitching, panting, still cumming hard as she thought not just of every pony she had pleasured that day but of all the others she still could whether part of the lucky thirteen or not, Pinkie sank first to her knees, then into a squirming, giggling heap on the ground beneath the telescope. She rode out her orgasm to its very last twinges of ecstasy, and even then she remained lying on the cool stone of the castle turret, rolling over onto her back and staring up at the bright, clear sky as she panted, giggled, and grinned in triumph.
"Mmmh... s-see, it always works..."
She murmured to herself in the wake of that orgasm, her own body still undeniably counting as the thirteenth pony to have been made to cum by her actions that day.
"Thirteen ponies, t-thirteen happy, cumming ponies, and... ahh... I feel luckier already."
By Jeeves
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