Title:           CMC Sleepover
Author:          anon-enjoy
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First Edit:      Friday 4th of December 2015 03:13:52 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 6th of December 2015 11:47:55 PM CDT

>Be Anon
>currently at a sleepover at Rarity's with the girls.
>whilst Twi and Pinkie are arguing where you should sleep Flutterbutt pipes up.
>"Anon you can use my um sleeping bag if you want"
>"Fluttershy darling we all know anon wants to come in with me."
>"Fuck off Rarity Anon is sleeping with me tonight."
>The daggers Raity shot a Dash could cut steel.
>"Comon Anon be honest dontcha wanna cozy on up in here. It's confier than a opossum pouch in here."
Ya know what I'm just going to go downstairs on the couch.
>With that you turn and leave the arguing nuisances to their own devices.
>the faint blue glow of the TV can be seen as you walk downstairs.
>In front of it are the cutiemark crusaders piled into an industrial sized sleeping bag.
O sorry girls, was gonna sleep on the couch. Didn't know you were down here.
>Ab chimes in
>"Salright Anon. Slong as ya don't mind the TV."
>The three must be having a sleepover of their own.
>Scoots watches the film with rapt attention, popcorn hanging halfway out of her mouth.
>Meanwhile Sweetie is cowering under the sleeping bag and averting her eyes to the bloody chainsaw gore onscreen.
It's no problem. I usually fall asleep with Netflix on anyway.
>While their horror movie plays you set up the couch and slip into the covers.
>The comforter Rarara keeps on the couch is ungodly fuzzy and with the adequate background noise sleep comes easy.
>About an hour or two later you awake to a cold breeze around you.
>Damn blanket must of fallen off.
>Thinking it's morning you keep your eyes shut and try to fall back asleep.
>Blanket or not Ponk will rudely wake you soon.
>However the voice you here isn't Panka Po, it's Sweetie.
>"I never thought it'd be that big!"
>"Go on touch it Sweetie Belle."
>Touch what?
>"W-ww-what...why me?"
>"Cause this was your idea."
>Bloom confidently retorts "Ah'll do it"
>Without warning you feel a hand grasp Excalibur and try to pull it from the stone.
>You grunt at the unforeseen touch and feel the weight on the couch shift as all three girls back away quickly.
>"What the hell Applebloom, don't wake him up"
>"Ah didn't mean to honest"
>"Let's not jump to conclusions. Maybe he's still asleep."
>Feign snoring
>They're never gonna buy this shit.
>"See I told you. Anon's such a heavy sleeper we can find out anything we want."
>You can only imagine the grin on Sweetie's face, and hey this was win win.
>They get to "learn" and your lonely ass might get something out of it.
>The least you could do is pretend to be asleep and be a good teaching dummy.
>"Well who's next?"
>"Um you should do it Scootaloo."
>"Ugh fine."
>You feel a slender orange finger poke your left nut.
>Damnit they have no idea what they're doing.
>"Your turn Sweetie Belle."
>"ooookay..."
>Sweetie ginerly grabs your shaft, a welcome relief from Ab's atempt to become king of the Britains.
>She gently begins to curiously play with your shaft.
>Her hands probe cautiously as The Kraken begins to rise from the depths.
>For a moment her hand pulls away in surprise at this but then quickly continues the task at hand.
>Having a mor firm grip on your now erect cock, she begins to stroke it up and down.
>Feelsgood.jpg
>You cover up a moan with more fake snoring, still unable to believe that they think you're still asleep.
>"Wow Sweetie Belle yer pretty god at dat aintcha?"
>"I saw Rarity doing this to some guy when I "accidentally" walked into her room."
>Accidentally your ass, these girls were curious as fuck.
>The sex education classes must be severely lacking at Canterlot high.
>"Stop hogging it Sweetie Belle."
>"Yeah let us have a turn."
>Damn she was the only one doing a good job.
>As the girls shuffle position around your shaft Anon jr thuds lazily against your stomach, only to be found clutched just a little too tight by who appears to be Chicken Wings.
>"I've always wanted to try this."
>You feel warm breath on your tip and before you know it Scoots has her mouth around your throbbing dick.
>Her inexperienced mouth is warm and wet.
>She doesn't exactly know what she is doing but she's doing it right as far as you're concerned.
>"What's it taste like Scootaloo?"
>"seugh fer yurserlves"
>With that the other to girls hesitantly begin to lick your shaft and balls.
>There's too many tongues to keep track of who they belong to anymore and holding back is becoming more and more difficult.
>It's too much to bear.
>Your nuts tense and you unload streams of your seed into the back of Scoot's throat.
>She reels back and starts gagging.
>Sweetie squees.
>"Ugh that's so gross"
>"I dunno I kinda like it."
>"Actually I kind of do to."
>Sweetie and Apple Bloom proceed to clean your cock as you slowly shrink back to normal size.
>"We should probably go to bed girls its late."
>With that the comforter is thrown back on you lazily and before the got settled in you could have sworn you heard them whisper "Cutie Mark Crusaders Rapists is a success.'
>Before you pass out you remind yourself you should probably get up early and find your underwear before Pinikie flings the blanket off you in the morning.
 
THE END