Flitter and Cloudchaser (threesome)

You sighed heavily into your mostly-empty glass, idly turning it around in little circles on the bar counter top. What a day. If anything could go wrong, it had. First the weather pegasi fucked up the rain schedule and soaked you on your way into work. Then, Scootaloo had had the bright idea to try her latest scooter stunt right in the middle of the street... and subsequently, directly into your kneecap. To top it all off, Twilight had informed you at the library that she was having no luck identifying where exactly you'd come from, and it was looking more and more like you were stuck here for good. The ponies had been nice and accepting enough, but this place most definitely wasn't home and you didn't much enjoy the thought of being stranded here. Ending your day at the bottom of a glass in a bar on the outskirts of town had seemed like the natural choice.

You weren't in much of a talking mood, so it was just as well that the place was mostly empty; apparently ponies typically weren't big drinkers. In fact, besides yourself and the barkeep, you only saw four others in the whole place: a light-brown earth pony who was busy making eyes at a pair of unimpressed mares, an overmuscled pegasus who seemed to be slamming back shot after shot and quietly cheering himself on with each one, and a pair of light-blue pegasi mares who, judging from the loud whispers and giggling fits, were having quite a good time. Somewhat blearily, you looked up to see just what was so damn funny, only to find they were both staring directly at you. As soon as the pair realized they'd been made, they quickly turned away and began whispering and giggling even more excitedly than before.

Oh. Figures. Well, hey, you knew you were really weird by pony standards, and it certainly fit considering how the rest of your day had been going. The idiots want a little freak show, they can help themselves. Just so long as they don't interrupt your drink.

You finish your glass in short order and get ready to leave - wouldn't do to piss away your whole paycheck. But when you call the bartender over, you find he already has another filled glass floating towards you, held in a telekinetic field. Quickly you begin to turn him down - you admire the guy's initiative, but you don't need another drink on your bill. Before you get too far, he cuts you off. "Compliments of the ladies, sir. Vodka and orange. Enjoy." Turning, you see both ponies now looking straight at you, matching grins on their faces. The younger-looking one with the bow in her hair waves enthusiastically before they both hop to their feet and walk your way.

You frown and turn away, hoping they'll get the idea. What the hell are these two playing at? Whatever it is, you don't want any part of it; you know a troublemaker when you see one, and these two clearly have some mischief on their minds. If anything, the drink just makes you more suspicious. If it seems too good to be true...

"Hi there!" The slightly older looking pegasus with the spiky hair sits down on the stool to your left, a predatory grin etched on her face. You feel more than see the other one slipping into the seat on your right, one last faint giggle emanating from that direction as she makes herself comfortable. You frown inwardly at the sensation of being surrounded, both of the pegasi seeming entirely at ease and uncomfortably close. "You're new around here, right? You have to be, I'm sure I'd remember seeing someone like you before."

"Let us welcome you to Ponyville, then!" The younger pegasus says warmly. She smiles, and with a little thrill you realize she really is absolutely adorable. And very close to you. "I'm Flitter, and Spiky over there is my older sister Cloudchaser. We're always really excited to meet new people." She inches closer to you - so slightly you almost don't notice. Almost. "REALLY excited." The innocence in her smile seems profoundly wrong.

"So, what's your name?" Cloudchaser quickly re-engages you. Now that you look back in her direction, you notice that her closest hoof is now resting casually on the bar, fairly close to your hand. Tersely, you introduce yourself. You're still not sure what these two are up to, but you know that girls as fine as this - sisters, no less! - don't just randomly chat up guys in bars. Wait, did you just think of ponies as hot? Holy shit, you've REALLY got to get back home. This place is doing things to your head. Come to think of it, you haven't gotten off since you showed up in this world. It was a minor miracle you weren't humping chair legs yet, really.

Cloudchaser nods sagely at your introduction, as though it was some great insight. "That's a pretty cool name. Sounds exotic. Nice to meet you, hope you like it here, yadda yadda yadda. Anyway, I hope you're sticking around for a while. And if you have any questions about life in Equestria, just feel free to hunt either one of us down and ask us, yeah?" Relaxing somewhat, you thank her and give a small smile. Maybe you misjudged these two. They really do seem to be trying to be genuinely nice.

"So..." Cloudchaser's hoof inches the rest of the distance across the counter top, and rests lightly on top of your hand. "... I'm guessing you don't have a marefriend just yet, right?"

What.

"If that's true, we should help him!" Flitter pipes up. Looking at Cloudchaser as you were, you failed to notice as the other mare pressed firmly into your side, a hoof snaking up your back to fall on your shoulder. Turning in surprise, you find Flitter's face only inches from your own. She hits you full force with another of those beautiful, innocent smiles, apparently having no intention of backing off. "If you're going to be here for a while, you can't just sit around by yourself. You must be lonely, right?" Your entire body feels hot, and you are keenly, keenly aware of the softness of Flitter's body against your own. "Don't worry. I'll take very, very good care of you. I promise."

On your other side, Cloudchaser's hoof begins to lightly trace circles on your hand. "Me and Flitter have been watching you all night. And we think you're really cute. Right, Flitter?"

"Definitely cute." The turqoise-haired sister responds.

Cloudchaser's gleaming, hungry gaze roves over you openly, her hoof slowly strokes up and down your wrist. "Do you think we're cute too?" Haltingly, awkwardly, you tell her yes - you think they're both really cute. "Mmm, really cute! Thanks, I'm happy you think so." For a long moment, neither pegasus sister says anything, though they both continue to slowly stroke at your shoulders and arms - for your own part, you're petrified with confusion and indecision. The pair seem to find this quite amusing, if the smirks are anything to go by.

Eventually, Flitter speaks, supreme confidence still in her voice. "You want to fuck us right now, don't you?" Your mind shuts down, and you stutter wordlessly for a second as your face goes brilliantly red. Flitter immediately bursts into teasing laughter, the sound ringing in your ears. "Awww, Cloudy, look! He's so embarrassed!" Grumbling, you jerk your arm away from her, looking more intently into your drink - somehow, it doesn't occur to you to just leave.

"Awwww, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. But it's okay if you want to fuck us. So, doooooo yooooou?" Leaning in close, she whispers in your ear, emphasizing the words seductively. "I'm really, -really- tight, you know."

Flatly - though it takes great effort - you tell her you're not interested in ponies. Cloudchaser actually reaches up to your cheek and turns your head to face her, looking challengingly straight into your eyes as she speaks. "So you're only attracted to your own species, huh? Hmm... but something tells me from the way you're reacting, you've never had that much luck with them. A cute guy like you, that's just wrong. Right, Flitter?"

"Right, sis!"

"See? Flitter agrees with me. They weren't treating you right. How about it, hmm? Give us one night, and I bet we can make you forget alllllll about them." Your cock has long since jumped to attention, despite your own shock and horror at the reaction - the girls are just that skilled. And ponies or no, it has been a long time since you've gotten any attention. Despite your heavy skepticism, part of you is screaming to hurry up and say yes. Still, your initial confusion and distrust of the entire situation lingers. You hesitate.

Cloudchaser doesn't. "Tell you what. Let's make a little game of it. Don't worry, it's a simple game. I'll give you to the count of five. If you're not interested, just say so. We'll back off, and never talk to you again. If I make it to five and you haven't told us to get lost yet..."

"... Then we'll assume you're just shy." Flitter finishes for her. "And we'll give you a little... confidence lesson." She giggles.

"Ready?" Cloudchaser asks you, not waiting for an answer. "Then let's begin."

"One," Cloudchaser says, her smouldering eyes locked on you, filled with wordless promises. Try as you might, you can't look away.

"Two," Flitter continues, dipping a forehoof down to your pants, stroking your rigid length through the fabric. Strong though the limb must be, she manipulates you expertly, and your cock twitches in appreciation.

"Three," Cloudchaser whispers, her tongue darting out to give your neck a quick, playful lick. The warmth and softness of her tongue is contrasted by the cool, wet feeling it leaves behind. Your skin burns for more.

"Four," Flitter breathes, clasping your hand in both forehooves and guiding it carefully down to her slit. The opening seems to radiate heat, and she quickly dabs at it with your index finger, which comes back up wet with her juices.

"Aaaaaand..." Cloudchaser draws the word out as she now takes hold of your same hand, guided it slowly to her lips, making sure you're watching carefully. Satisfied that you are, she draws your finger, soaked with her sister's excitement, into her mouth. Several long, slow sucks later, she pulls it back out of her mouth with a -pop- and smiles in triumph. "Five." Without another word, the pair stand up. In unspoken agreement, both their tails rise, wrapping firmly around your wrists to give the mares a solid grasp on their prize. "Come on, cutie. Time we headed somewhere a little more private."

Dazed, you rise from your chair, following the two pegasi out of the bar without resistance. Even so, some still-functioning little corner of your mind can't help but try to make sense of this whole thing. Numbly, you ask the sisters why they're doing this.

Flitter laughs. "You really need to ask? It's like we told you: We want to help you get adjusted! Besides, you looked like one of the shy ones. And trust me," she looks you up and down hungrily, one of her wingtips demonstrating amazing dexterity by actually slipping in under your pants and giving your shaft a quick pump, "there's nothing more fun than breaking in the shy ones."

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Somehow or another, you manage to make it back to the cottage Flitter and Cloudchaser share - though you find that through your hormone-addled anticipatory haze, you can actually remember very little of it. No sooner does the door slam loudly shut behind you, than Cloudchaser pushes you fiercely into the bedroom. With a short growl, she gives a quick flap into the air before slamming heavily into your chest, knocking you down onto the bed. "Finally, I've been waiting for this all night. No more screwing around. Give me that cock. Now!"

In a flash, Flitter is standing over you, pulling your shirt off and exposing your bare chest. "Now, now, Cloudy." She pauses briefly to lick at one of your nipples, rolling her tongue back and forth a few times across the sensitive flesh. "We've got him right where we want him and all the time in the world. Patience."

"I've BEEN patient." Cloudchaser retorts. "Patient time is over. Fucking time is now." So saying, the older sister rips your pants off with violent, possessive movements. Your cock springs free, proud and erect, and Cloudchaser's eyes gleam at the sight - even the size looks just about perfect. "Jackpot!" The pegasus straddles you, lining up her entrance with your engorged prick. A sick thrill goes through you, as you realize you're about to lose your pony virginity. Part of you is still screaming about how wrong this is... and another part of you is all the more eager because of it.

But Cloudchaser takes a bit too long. Flitter darts forward open-mouthed, taking your entire penis into her mouth in a single lunge. Cloudchaser gives a outraged squeal at having her prize stolen from her, but Flitter is heedless. The younger pegasus closes her eyes, concentrating fully on the taste of you as she bobs slowly up and down your length. She alternates sucking and frantic licking, effortlessly taking you balls deep; this pony has got some serious skill. You begin leaking copious amounts of precum, and Flitter is quick to lick up every drop, giving a pleased 'hmmm' at every taste. When Cloudchaser finally shoves her off you, a single long, unbroken strand of cum trails from your cockhead to her lips. She quickly licks it up with obvious relish, and smiles sheepishly at her older sister.

"What the hell, Flitter? You know I called first dibs!"

"Sorry, sis. But don't you smell it? He's different than any stallion. I had to have a taste before your scent got all over him. I just had to. It would've been such a waste otherwise."

Cloudchaser sighs, reluctantly acknowledging the logic, though her puffy, drooling slit belies the sentiment. "Okay, okay, fine. So was it good?"

Flitter's eyes roll with the rapturous recent memory. "Cloudy, you have no idea. Salty, and warm, and unique, and strong and musky and..." She trails off with a dreamy little smile. "I wanna keep him. We should definitely keep him."

Cloudchaser raised an eyebrow at that - Flitter had a long-standing appreciation for cock-tasting, but no stallion had ever gotten an endorsement that strong before. "Well, I guess a little taste-test couldn't hurt, then." So saying, cloudchaser's mouth engulfs your cockhead. She's much more ginger than Flitter, preferring more to focus on your sensitive glans when sucking and only licking at your shaft. But she's warm and gorgeous and wonderful, and your body responds just as eagerly, releasing lots of pre for her to play with. When she gives a surprised "mmm!" at the taste, Flitter is quick to capitalize on the opportunity. Lifting Cloudchaser's head, the younger sister captures her elder in an open-mouthed kiss, their two tongues noisily dancing and swapping your cum between them. When a panting Cloudchaser finally breaks the passionate kiss, licking at her lips, she smirks at your enraptured stare.

"Aww, feeling left out? Don't worry, I've got something for you to kiss too." Positioning herself carefully to leave her mouth over your dick, Cloudchaser straddles you, sitting down heavily on your face.

It's total sensory overload. All you can feel is her smooth flesh. All you can taste is the trickle of her wetness into your mouth. All you can smell is her heavy scent. All you can hear is the sound of her lush cheeks rubbing against your face. All you can see is her puffy pink pussy. You're drowning in Cloudchaser. And all you want is more.

Delighting in the feel of being buried under soft pony flesh, you begin to lick and suck at Cloudchaser's pussy with gusto. It tastes even better than it looks, and the pegasus rewards you by pressing even more firmly against your face. At your cock, you feel two sets of lips playing with you, Flitter's enthusiastic deepthroating and hard sucking the perfect compliment to Cloudchaser's light kisses at your cockhead and thorough ball-licking. The sensation is even enough to make you lose focus on your own task for a moment, but Cloudchaser helpfully reminds you by grinding her pussy into your face. You smile as best you can with your face buried in her flesh, before sucking hard on her clit; such a lovely, helpful mare to remind you like that. You're really starting to like her.

When the two sisters meet another passionate kiss - this time with your cock sandwiched between their eager tongues - it's finally too much. You groan in satisfaction, inhaling deeply and drinking in Cloudchaser's scent as your cock jerks again and again, sending white lances through the air to paint the two sisters' faces with your sticky seed. Cloudchaser seems mostly content to let your load decorate her liberally, eyes closed and a small smile on her muzzle. Flitter is much more active, rapidly moving to catch as much of your cum as possible in her mouth. She visibly swishes it around in her mouth for several seconds before gulping. "Ohhh, that was delicious... sis, I'm definitely doing him again later, even if you're not. Sucks that we're through so soon though."

Cloudchaser regards her sister for a long moment. Seeming to have reached a conclusion, she pushes herself unsteadily to her feet and hops off the bed, making her way towards a drawer. "Don't be so sure about that." After a few seconds of rummaging, she comes back up with a small vial filled with a thick blue liquid.

Flitter beats you to it. "Cloudy... what is that?"

Cloudchaser spits the vial out on the bed next to you before flapping back up to join you and Flitter. "Oh, just a little favor that zebra alchemist owed me...not her usual thing, but I can be pretty persuasive sometimes." She grins at you. "Drink up, lover boy. We're just getting started."

Swallowing random unknown potions might not be the best of ideas, but after what you've been through tonight you're having trouble being bothered by much of anything. Popping the cork out of the bottle, you quickly down its contents. Surprisingly, it doesn't really taste like anything. It... doesn't really feel like anything either. Weird, maybe it's defecti-!

Your thoughts are thoroughly swept aside with a gasp as your erection immediately returns in full force, almost painful in its suddenness. Your lethargy simply falls off you like water rolling down your back, supplanted by pure lust. You have to -mate.- Now. And lucky you, there are two tight, wet, warm pussies just waiting to be filled.

Seeing your cock spring back to life, Cloudchaser whoops in excitement and leaps atop you. As she lines up her slit with your cock, she spares just a moment to look down into your face. "This, " she pants in desire as she steadies your cock, "is MINE." Plunging downward, she takes every last inch inside her. "And you're not stopping until you give me every last drop." Her position - and yours - made clear, Cloudchaser begins to bounce up and down, impaling herself on your manhood again and again.

It's perfect. She's perfect. You can't stand it. You want it to go on forever. Cloudchaser's hole is soaked, and every bounce fills the air with the sticky sounds of sex as you thrust upwards to meet her on each of her descents. She babbles absently as she wriggles her hips, working your shaft around inside her, massaging her sensitive cunt with your rod. "That's right, you belong under me. You're just a fucktoy... fucktoy for me to USE... I want your cum, and you're gonna fucking give me cum!" Whatever else she might have had to say is lost to you, however, as Flitter take a page from her sister's book. Excited by the show you and Cloudchaser are putting on for her, the younger pegasus decides to get a little attention for herself by sitting on your face.

You would never, ever say it where either one of them could hear, but Flitter's cunt tastes even better than her sister's.

The three of you go on like this for a long, long while, courtesy of Zecora's enchantments: a tangled mess of moaning, squealing, thrusting, clenching bodies. Flitter is the first to cum, flooding your mouth with her juices as she cries out. Her inner walls clutch desperately at your invading tongue, and only with great reluctance do you pull it out to more effectively lap up her release. The taste - and her screams - is in turn enough to set you off, and your dick shoots its load harder than ever before. Spurt after spurt of hot cum fills Cloudchaser, and she quickly slams down on you to ensure she gets every little bit inside of her sex. Actually feeling your semen flowing into her womb is more than enough to send the elder sister into a screaming orgasm alongside the other two of you. Her pussy clamps down on you in the throes of her climax, and it's a solid minute or two before she can pantingly extricate herself, every bit as full of your cum as she had wished.

But Zecora's potion is strong, very strong. And you're not quite down yet. There are two lovely mares to be filled here tonight, not just one, and what kind of a man would you be to leave a lady feeling unfulfilled? As soon as Cloudchaser manages to push herself off you, you turn on the prone Flitter with a needy growl. Confused by the aggressive action, she begins to question you, but you don't wait. Spreading her pussy to accommodate yourself, you push into the younger pony. She's tight, wonderfully so, and you have to fight for every inch as you begin to fuck her with powerful, short strokes, breeding your mare. Flitter cries out as you rock her body with a particularly hard thrust. You like the sound; she has such a cute, innocent little voice. It's all the better when she's being fucked. You want to hear more of it. Picking up your pace, you begin slamming into her, making her cry out with every push. The vice-like grip of her cunt makes the effort difficult, but you certainly aren't complaining. So cute. Cute pegasi deserve a reward. Shouting in orgasm, you hilt yourself and give Flitter hers. Her abused pussy spasms in yet another orgasm as you once again empty yourself inside your partner. Exhausted, Flitter's entire body relaxes in post-coitus. Within seconds, she joins her elder sister in a deep, dreamless sleep.

Your own strength finally spent, you fall to the bed between the two. This was... one hell of a night. Still, as you reflect on the various things the eager sisters had teased you with at the start of the night, you can't help but smirk. Yeah... you suppose you DO feel a lot more confident right now than you did earlier. And certainly more welcome. And as bad a day as it might've been at the time, you sure felt no worries now. You wrap an arm around each sister, possessively pulling them closer to you as you begin to drift off to sleep. Maybe you could tell Twilight Sparkle to take her time on that search after all.