Fluttershy was having a hard time getting comfortable.

It wasn’t that the cushions in Celestia’s room weren’t comfortable: they were far nicer than any of the furniture in Fluttershy’s house, or probably of anypony in Ponyville—maybe in Equestria. Fluttershy guessed that the stitching was from middle-Prance, which meant they were imported, which meant the stuffing might have been Prancian griffon-down, which meant they were soft.
But still, Fluttershy couldn’t get comfortable.

She shifted on the purple one she’d picked out arbitrarily. The silky fabric made a swishy sound against her stomach. And other things.

Fluttershy coughed and looked around the room. Where was—

The door opened with a tiny click. It was so well built that not even a miniscule creak came as Celestia shut it behind her. The whole of the wood-frame glided closed like a breath of air on a cloud.

Fluttershy squirmed on her cushion. She moved to stand up, but Celestia held out a hoof, which kept her firmly planted.

“Fluttershy,” Celestia said, her voice soft and soothing. “I’m sorry I am late. I had some important business I was unable to reschedule.”

“That’s, um, okay.” Fluttershy’s voice was as quiet as it had ever been, maybe even more so. She stared intently at the ground as Celestia stepped closer, eventually finding her own cushion opposite Fluttershy’s: a regal blue with gold trim. Celestia ruffled her wings on her back a few times before kneeling down to the soft pillow.

“I trust you’ve been well?” Celestia asked, smiling.

Fluttershy managed a small smile back at her, but quickly looked away.

“Oh, yes, I... I have.”

Celestia sighed. “Fluttershy,” she said, leaning closer, close enough that Fluttershy could feel the soft touch of breath on her cheek. She raised her head to avoid seeming rude. “There’s no need for you to be shy. Are you not used to our meetings by now?”

“I still get... nervous,” Fluttershy said, squeaking out the last word at a lower volume. Fluttershy’s smile had long since abandoned her face for an anxious frown, but Celestia’s stayed, full and bright.

“I wish you wouldn’t,” Celestia said, extending a hoof. Fluttershy balked at the outstretched appendage, but allowed herself to move towards it after a few seconds. Celestia ran the hoof along the side of Fluttershy’s face, stroking her cheek and bubblegum mane gently. “I would never have agreed to our weekly meetings if I had any intention of judging you or making you feel uncomfortable.”

“I know,” Fluttershy said. “I do know, I’m sorry. I just... whenever you’re around, I get... I feel...”

“Excited?” Celestia asked with a coy grin.

Fluttershy’s face glowed brightly.

“...yes,” she said quietly.

“I assumed as much. Were you giving my backside a good once over before I sat down?”

Fluttershy nodded curtly, scrunching up her mouth.

“Only one look at my behind and you’re ready to go, hmm?”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry...” Fluttershy mumbled her apologies into her chest, then to Celestia, pouting and trying to avoid squirming further on her cushion. Celestia’s hoof moved from her cheek to the top of her head, and stroked there too, petting Fluttershy like an anxious puppy.

“It’s alright, Fluttershy. Please, calm down.”

Celestia’s petting helped Fluttershy take a few deep breaths, which seemed to slow the panicked thumping of her heart, at the very least.

“Excitement is precisely why you’re here. This is a safe place, and one that’s meant to make you happy.”

Fluttershy took in a long breath and let it out slowly. She closed her eyes. Celestia’s hoof on her mane felt nice. Celestia always felt nice. Her breath was so warm and comforting, it smelled like lilies in the morning. The cushion, as uncomfortable as it was in some ways, was soft. Relaxing. Fluttershy was in Celestia’s chambers. Nopony else was there to bother her, or make her upset.

Fluttershy opened her eyes.

“I know,” she said, her voice slightly brightened. “I’m sorry,” she said again. “I feel okay now.”

“I’m glad.” Celestia gave one last pat of her hoof before drawing it back to her own cushion. “Do you feel well enough to tell me about this week?”

Fluttershy nodded, still taking in long, slow breaths. “Yes,” she said, her eyes steady. “I... it wasn’t too bad. I don’t think... Rainbow Dash asked to hang out and kept doing... stretches... but other than that, it was fine.”

Celestia nodded, her smile dipping sympathetically.

“Rainbow Dash has come up before. Do you find her particularly... exciting?”

Fluttershy’s face lit up again, but she shook her head steadfastly. “No,” she said. “I mean, she’s a very nice pony, but not... she’s not like you, Princess.” Fluttershy blushed harder and tucked her chin towards her chest.

Celestia smiled brightly.

“That’s very sweet, Fluttershy. I’m glad you’re finding things easier to deal with.”

“I am,” Fluttershy said, nodding. “I always try to think about what you told me, and distract myself, or start thinking about something else.”

“Does it work, all the time?”

“Some of the time,” Fluttershy replied meekly. “Other times I... have to excuse myself.”

“You know, as I’ve said before, I’m sure none of your friends would think any less of if you told them—even showed them.”

“I know,” Fluttershy said. “But I... I can’t.”

Celestia nodded. “I know, and I understand.”

The two sat in silence for a moment, Fluttershy’s slightly louder breathing taking over the quiet of the room.

“So,” Celestia said, breaking the silence. “Do you still feel in need of ‘relief’ after only one incident this week—”

“Yes.” Fluttershy answered before Celestia had even finished her question, and realized it quickly, holding her hoof to her mouth with an embarrassed start. “I mean... If that’s alright, um, if it’s not too much trouble, if you don’t, um, don’t mind—”

Celestia held up her hoof. Fluttershy’s babbling stopped.

“Of course I don’t mind. Shall we then?”

Fluttershy stood with sudden enthusiasm, tossing the pillow a foot behind herself as her legs moved it. Celestia stood with a great deal more poise, then stepped back from her pillow. She gestured to it with her hoof, and Fluttershy hurried forward, lying on her back and aligning herself with the soft, blue fabric.

Her erection stood straight up, the tip pointing towards her chin above her stomach. A thin layer of precum had already begun to drip from it.

“My my my,” Celestia said, tutting her tongue against her teeth. “It seems somepony is very excited right now.”

“Mhm-hmm,” Fluttershy said, murmuring behind closed lips. She shifted with an embarrassed wiggle on the pillow, and her hard-on bobbed back and forth with her body, waving the flared tip and its trickle of precum.

“Well, don’t worry, Fluttershy. I’ll be sure to make you feel better by giving you exactly what you want.”

Fluttershy whimpered as Celestia turned. She backed up over Fluttershy’s body, her stomach agonizingly close to Fluttershy’s leaking cock, almost brushing against the tip please brush against the tip but she didn’t. Fluttershy’s eyes went from her hard-on to the object of majesty approaching her. She took in a long breath and held it as Celestia moved further upwards. The two white, round globes inching closer and closer to Fluttershy’s face were like soft pillows aiming to smother her in bliss. Every nerve in Fluttershy’s body stopped but the ones controlling her eyes, fixing them intently on Celestia’s well-defined backside.

That had been what set the whole thing in motion. Fluttershy’s first time meeting the princess, really meeting her, and that had been the first thing she’d thought. Celestia has the nicest butt I’ve ever seen. She tried to put it out of her mind instantly, telling herself that it was not something good ponies should think about their ruler. But, as the meeting went on, the thought became harder and harder to rid herself of, and just like clockwork, Fluttershy had felt herself getting hard. It had been a struggle to avoid it around her friends, and that would be bad enough—but the princess of Equestria was a whole other matter. Fluttershy couldn’t let her see.

Even then, she couldn’t stop staring.

There was something about Celestia’s rump that was intoxicating. It was the size, certainly, as Celestia was so much bigger than any other pony. The size carried on elsewhere; unlike the occasionally well-toned derrieres Fluttershy inadvertently looked over at the beach, or even her own friends’ backsides—like Pinkie’s, whose butt was surely the subject of many a neighbourhood colt’s adolescent fantasy—Celestia’s ass was huge. Not in a bad way, like a pony who had been eating sugar-cookies too long without exercise; it was big like a giant squishy pillow, parted in the middle, both halves thick and pliable and ready to be pressed into a waiting target. Fluttershy wanted so dearly to be that target the moment she’d seen Celestia’s butt, wiggling as she walked, unintentionally bobbing her juicy cheeks up and down as she paced down the halls of the Canterlot Castle. Fluttershy’s first thought had been to blow a load all over the soft, white fur and sun-marks, but an even better idea had stricken her immediately. From that moment forward, she wanted nothing more than to bury her face in Celestia’s butt and let go.

Imagine her surprise when she’d gotten her wish.

Of course the princess had noticed. She was the princess. She noticed everything. And she had spotted Fluttershy’s poorly concealed hardon, mostly due to the stream of pre-jizz she had begun to leak onto her own stomach, as well as the floor.

Fluttershy, the princess had said. Is there something you would like to tell me?

A few hours later, Fluttershy was moaning into Celestia’s cheeks for the first time. It was like a dream.

One that Fluttershy never wanted to wake up from.

Fluttershy came back to herself. The object of her dreams was still right above her face. With a small gasp, she remembered to breathe, never breaking her stare on Celestia’s rump.

Celestia held herself for a few seconds above Fluttershy’s face, breathed out, and sat. Her butt squished down onto Fluttershy’s face, pressing flatter like two white, pliable pancakes, and sandwiched Fluttershy’s nose right in place below Celestia’s backdoor proper.

At the same time, Fluttershy felt Celestia’s secret lay long across her chest, hard and thick, the perfect contrast to the round softness of her rump.

That was the other reason for their meetings, wasn’t it?

Fluttershy, Celestia had said, her voice soft with sympathy. I understand why you might wish to keep this from your friends, but please don’t be anxious around me. I have something to show you that might make you feel better.

That was the first time Fluttershy had seen it. The princess’s was much larger than hers. It hung almost to the floor.

In a way, it was the perfect compliment to Celestia’s rear. It matched her size—the largeness of her frame carried over to her big, round buttcheeks, and to her member as well; Fluttershy knew from previous experience that she could barely fit a few inches in her mouth before she started gagging.

The second she felt it, her tongue lolled out of her mouth of its own accord.

She might not be able to take much, but she wanted to. She wanted every inch of Celestia. Every part of her there was, Fluttershy wanted to gobble up.

As soon as she’d collected her breath, Fluttershy pressed her face forward into Celestia’s cheeks and began to lick. It wasn’t just enough to have Celestia’s butt on her face—that was heaven, but there was more waiting that was like ambrosia. Fluttershy had no target for her tongue; she wanted to lick everywhere. She licked slowly between Celestia’s buttcheeks, starting at the top of her magnificent, squeezable, plump, squishy rump, and then all the way down until she reached just above the Princess’s balls and shaft. She gave a quick lap to the half-hard length before moving her tongue upwards again, this time settling on the hole only a few inches above.

Celestia breathed out through her nose and wiggled her butt in approval. She pressed down harder. The head of her prick dug into Fluttershy’s fur.

Fluttershy squealed and flapped her wings against the pillow underneath her back. They were stiff, always so painfully stiff when they did this, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. Celestia was grinding now, swivelling her hips from side to side, smooshing the bubble-shaped curve of her ass into the sides of Fluttershy’s nose and mouth. The taste was like a mix between flower-petals, fresh soap, and honey, and the smell was equally intoxicating. Fluttershy could also catch the faintest hint of aroused musk wafting up from below the valley where her nose was pressed. Though, that could very well be her own excitement. She was likely far more anxious than the princess was.

As Fluttershy pressed her face forward to match Celestia’s grinding, her mouth opened silently. Celestia’s hoof had moved, and was batting playfully at Fluttershy’s rock-hard erection.

“Ohhh,” Fluttershy moaned, muffled by the squishiness of Celestia’s butt. “P-p-princess...”

“I can tell you’re very pent up,” Celestia said with a hint of amusement. “You’re practically dripping all over yourself...”

“P-princess, please, please please...”

“I’m sorry, Fluttershy, I didn’t catch that.” Celestia turned her head and looked towards Fluttershy, staring her dead in the eyes, the only part free from the two magnificent globes of Celestia’s backside. “I couldn’t hear you while you weren’t licking your Princess’s ass,” she said.

Fluttershy eeped and redoubled the attention of her tongue. She began to lap at Celestia’s butt in earnest, tasting the familiar fragrance with fervor. Celestia began to thrust back in response to Fluttershy’s tonguing, and within a few seconds Fluttershy was fitting her tongue halfway up Celestia’s ass, tasting the sweet inside of the glorious backside planted on her face.

After a minute of tonguing, Celestia readjusted herself. Her butt moved up, settling on Fluttershy’s head, and the heavy heat of her sack found Fluttershy’s mouth.

“Lick,” she commanded.

Fluttershy licked.

She felt the first earnest shiver from Celestia as she lapped dutifully at the base of her cock. Fluttershy wanted to taste Celestia as much as she wanted to pleasure her, and so settled for running her tongue along as much of Celestia’s rod as she could manage, giving the occasional lap to Celestia’s balls. Celestia shook slightly each time Fluttershy’s tongue pressed down there, and Fluttershy added in a few more visits as Celestia’s butt ground against her forehead.

“You’re very good with your tongue,” Celestia said, panting slightly. “Good enough to give your princess enough reason to help you g-get off...”

It wasn’t unusual for Celestia to stammer like that, but she usually only did it when she was...

“D-don’t stop,” Celestia muttered, wiggling her butt in circles on Fluttershy’s face. As she did so, she reached out her foreleg again and gave another bat to Fluttershy’s engorged cock. Fluttershy bucked and moaned with her lips wrapped around Celestia’s cock from the side..

“If you keep going, and show that you’re a g-good p-pony,” Celestia said, pawing at Fluttershy’s dick as it stood straight up from her body, “your princess might be nice and... help you take care of your big, hard cock.”

“Mhmmm, mmmm...” Fluttershy couldn’t help herself. She squealed into Celestia’s dick and thrust upwards as hard as she could. Hearing Celestia talk about her like that was always too much, and with her face buried in Celestia’s rump, there was only so much she could take. She tried to focus on what her tongue was doing, but sweet and musky as Celestia’s cock tasted, and as soft as her ass was on Fluttershy’s face, even the tiny tap against her dick, along with those words, made her close, so close...

Without warning, Celestia lifted her butt off Fluttershy’s head. She readjusted, and planted it down again, smooshing Fluttershy’s face right between her buttcheeks. With an almost careless effort, Celestia gave Fluttershy’s throbbing cock a hard smack.

“Go ahead and shoot your load for your Princess, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy squealed and did exactly that.

Celestia stood at the same time.

With the tingle of Celestia’s hoof still on her cock, Fluttershy came. Her whole body shook as she fired rope after rope of jizz towards her own face. A good splattering of cum sprayed across her stomach, but even more hit her right on the mouth and nose. Her tongue was still out, and the faint taste of salt washed across her tastebuds as she shot a few bursts right into her own open mouth. Celestia’s butt still lingered above her face, and Fluttershy stared at it intently, watching the almost hypnotic gyration of Celestia’s hips and the bobbing of her erection as she came. The last few shots came out thick, and dribbled down onto the base of her cock, lubing her shaft and coating a bit of her testicles in her creamy load.

Celestia sat down next to Fluttershy on the pillow, smiling, but with a tired glimmer in her eyes. Fluttershy closed her eyes, then opened them. Her breathing was heavy. Her whole mouth tasted like cum.

“Oh,” she said, shaking. Her dick was still hard. “T-thank you, princess, that, that, that was... it was very good,” she finally managed, letting out a loud breath. Celestia still smiled.

“I’m glad, Fluttershy. But, I can see you are not quite finished, are you?”

The trickle of semen dripping from between Fluttershy’s lips onto her chest should have removed her shame, but she blushed nevertheless at Celestia’s suggestion. She tucked her chin down and hid her eyes under the ever-present pink shawl of her mane

“Um,” she said. “I mean, once is enough, you don’t, um, have to, at all, it was already so nice—”

Fluttershy’s mouth stopped as Celestia pressed a hoof against it.

“Shhh,” she said. She stood, and gestured for Fluttershy to do the same.

“Come here,” she said.

Fluttershy stood, her knees shaking. Celestia walked across the room to the bed and slung her front-half over it. She pointed with a hoof to the floor behind her. Fluttershy did her best to walk into position.

Celestia was bent over like a mare in heat, waggling her big, beautiful butt in Fluttershy’s direction.

“Do you need to get off again, Fluttershy?” she asked as Fluttershy took the final steps closer.

“Nnnnh... yes,” Fluttershy said, following a sound that was a mix between a squeak and a groan.

With her face hidden in the ornate print of her bedspread, Celestia grinned. “Go ahead,” she said, wiggling her ass towards Fluttershy.. “Your princess is waiting.”

“Y-yes, Princess Celestia,” Fluttershy stammered. The height difference made mounting a problem. Fluttershy was forced to stand all the way up on her hind legs to position herself before she could lean forward. She guided her cock between Celestia’s legs with some nervous prodding of her hoof, stopping and sighing as she found soft, warm skin against her shaft. It wasn’t a hole, but any touch of Celestia’s body felt good. She knew she should move, but she couldn't help herself. She bucked forwards a few times, grunting with her cock pressed against Celestia’s own until Celestia reached back a hoof to stop her.

“Not there, my little pony,” Celestia said with a smirk. “Surely there’s somewhere you’d rather be?”

Fluttershy blinked through the haze of her body’s arousal. She pulled her cock slowly, as though she was in a dream, and repositioned it between Celestia’s butt. Celestia wiggled the whole time, which added to the difficulty, and Fluttershy bit down hard on her tongue as she struggled to find the place for her cock to go. Celestia’s ass, she wanted it so badly, and the princess had said, just let her put it in, please please please please—

Fluttershy froze as her cock found home. Just the tip of her head peeked inside Celestia’s ass. Celestia turned her head and grinned wide.

“Well?” she said. “Don’t you want to fuck your princess’s ass?”

Fluttershy nodded her response as she thrust forward. The first movement was a false start, sending her aim off-course, but the second was true, and Fluttershy groaned loudly as she shoved the first half of her cock inside Celestia’s ass. Tight; so unbelievably tight. And soft. And squishy. Fluttershy pressed her hooves onto Celestia’s rump and squeezed as she pushed forward, whimpering and murmuring to herself as Celestia’s ass obligingly took the last few inches of Fluttershy’s erection. Celestia cooed quietly the whole while, but Fluttershy practically broke down, spewing out a stream of constant whimpering until Celestia’s ass finally swallowed her cock whole. Fluttershy’s wings stood out stiff on her back.

“Oh,” she said, sounding on the verge of tears. “Oh, Celestia, Princess, you feel, s-so good...”

“I should hope so,” Celestia said, giving her ass a wiggle. Fluttershy groaned and pushed a little harder in, already as far as she could go, which result in her grinding the base of her cock up against Celestia’s round, pliable buttcheeks. “You are going to do as I asked and fuck my ass, aren’t you?”

Fluttershy tried to stammer out a yes and pull back at the same time, but the slick pleasure of Celestia’s butt took over, and her reply became a blurred moan as Celestia’s ass tugged at her cock as she withdrew. She made it halfway before pausing, panting and shaking and still kneading Celestia’s cheeks like they were raw dough.

“Princess,” Fluttershy huffed, panting. “I... I want to, but I... you... you feel so...”

Celestia’s face beamed. She subdued her smile before turning around, adopting a stern look in Fluttershy’s direction.

“Do you mean to tell me,” she said, shaking her butt to draw another squeal from Fluttershy “that you can’t even give a single thrust without cumming?” Celestia pressed back a bit experimentally, and a groan from Fluttershy confirmed. Celestia’s own cock was still hard, poking against the bed as she held herself in proper fucking position.

“Mmh-hmm,” Fluttershy said through her ‘anxious panic’ voice. “I... I’m sorry, but if you... “

“If I push back one more time and bury you in my rump, you’re going to coat the insides of my ass with a gallon of your hot, sticky cum?”

“Oh—” Fluttershy moaned, and by virtue of moaning almost came right there, but bit down hard on her bottom lip and quelled the sound with all the force she could muster. Don’t cum. Don’t cum. Please don’t cum. Ooooh...

Celestia grinned.

“Well, I can see how that might be a problem. Your princess would hate to see you miss out on enjoying yourself because things were over too soon.”

Fluttershy nodded, keeping her deathgrip on her lower-lip.

“I suppose there’s no choice but for us to wait then. Do your best to calm down, and let me know when I may move again.”

Fluttershy nodded again. She closed her eyes and tried to think about something else. Flowers. Sunsets. Happy bunnies. Spraying a boatload of cum into Princess Celestia’s ass that would spurt out between her beautiful buttcheeks and slop all over the floor—no not that. Fluttershy took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

“Rub while you recover,” Celestia instructed. “With your hooves. Softly.”

Fluttershy’s hooves were still in place. She moved them as she was told. The soft, squeezable give of the flesh under her hooves made it hard to think about anything besides going to town and spraying jizz in Celestia’s ass, but she did her best.

“Here too,” Celestia said, pointing to her cock. Fluttershy bit down hard on her lip as she repositioned one of her hooves to rub along Celestia’s shaft. So hard. Fluttershy tried to ignore the twitch of her own cock in Celestia’s ass. She rubbed, and felt Celestia’s sizable prick jerk under her touch. Celestia let out a short breath through her nose.

After a few minutes, her breathing began to return to normal. Her dick didn’t feel quite as sensitive.

With an experimental hesitance, Fluttershy gave a tiny thrust forward. Her tip bumped against the velvety softness of Celestia’s insides. Celestia’s buttcheeks squeezed around her cock, and smooshed into her pelvis as she buried herself balls deep.

“Does that mean you’re ready to try again?” Celestia cooed, batting her eyes at Fluttershy.

Fluttershy sucked in a breath through her teeth and nodded.

“I think so.”

“Good.”

Celestia slid forward. Before Fluttershy could brace herself, Celestia’s ass was tugging at her cock again, milking it until just the head remained, and then squeezing that tightly, so tightly, wrapping around the flared tip and squeezing until Celestia began to slide back dooooown oh gosh and she was buried again and it felt soooo gooood...

After the first thrust, Celestia picked up the pace. Fluttershy didn’t have to move, which was just as well, because even the slightest amount of deliberation would have no doubt sent rope after rope of cum into Celestia’s insides. Fluttershy tried to breath steady and keep focused as Celestia bounced on her dick, but that was asking the impossible. Somehow, the squishy softness of Celestia’s rump was even more accentuated when it was going smack smack smack against Fluttershy’s pelvis with every backwards grinding. Fluttershy could feel another fire brewing in her balls, and she wanted so badly to let it out.

“P-princess, Celestia, um, I mean...” Fluttershy said weakly, gritting her teeth and trying to ignore the constant bounce of Celestia’s ass on her dick. “I’m... getting close... again.”

Celestia paused her backwards thrusting. She let her head hang against the bedsheets and took in several long breaths. A sheen of sweat dripped from her forehead and onto the sheets.

“Me too,” she said. “If you can take over for a bit, I believe I may be able to cum.”

“B-but... I don’t know if I can... you want me to move?”

Celestia nodded.

“Please,” she said. “Surely you don’t have a problem pounding your dear Princess’s behind?”

Fluttershy shook her head fervently.

“No,” she said “no no no no. I definitely do not. But I, um... I don’t know if I can—”

Celestia snapped her head around and locked eyes with Fluttershy. Her mouth thinned into a deadpan expression, and her eyes burned so bright they could have lit a building a hundred yards away on fire.

“Fluttershy,” she said. “I am not asking you; I am telling you. You are going to plant your hooves on my rump, brace yourself, and fuck my ass until I climax. Is that understood?”

Fluttershy gulped.

“Y-y-yes, Princess.”

“You may cum then. I’d be greatly appreciative if you can hold out.”

Fluttershy wanted to hold out. She knew even one minute lapping at Celestia’s ass deserved a lifetime of repayment. But she was so close...

With a firm grasp on her bottom lip, Fluttershy pulled back and began to thrust.

It was easier when she kept a steady pace. The smack smack smack was still there, and even though just the noise would have been enough to get her off now, Fluttershy tried very hard to think about something else. Birds. Rocks. Friendship. Anything other than the fact that she was so desperately close to shooting off in her princess’s ass oh please let her hurry up...

“F-fluttershy,” Celestia said, panting and picking up the stammer that meant she was close. “I... I don’t w-want you to... to c-cum inside...” Celestia managed between a few anxious thrusts from Fluttershy, already teetering on the edge of climax. She was rubbing her own dick now, groping at it fiercely against the sheets, rubbing her head on the bedspread and smearing a thick coat of precum all over the freshly washed blankets.

Fluttershy heard Celestia’s words, but they didn’t seem to register. She continued on anyway.

“I want you to...” Celestia said, interrupted by a moan. ”I want you to... t-to oh, gosh... pull out... b-before you... cum...

Fluttershy mouthed the last word along with her, so close too, the princess had asked her not to cum inside, she was so close...

Too much. Too much.

“Princess, I’m going to—”

The shake in Fluttershy’s voice was at it’s strongest now. As if on queue, Celestia braced herself forward and gave Fluttershy a tiny shove with one of her hooves. Though Celestia’s ass squeezed around Fluttershy’s prick tightly, Fluttershy managed to spring free, and her cock bounced naturally onto Celestia’s butt.

“Ohhh,” Fluttershy moaned. “ Please, I’m so, so close...”

“Between them,” Celestia said, gesturing to her backside. “And go ahead.”

Fluttershy had never done anything like this. But she wanted to more than anything in the world.

The fit was perfect, like a hot-dog in a bun. Her whole body trembled as she made the first thrust forward. Her dick was still well-lubed from her own cum.

She managed two or three thrusts until Celestia wiggled her rump and winked suggestively over her shoulder.

“Ah!”

Fluttershy came like a shot being fired. The first rope of cum went straight up Celestia’s back, painting an off-white line along her alabaster fur. The second one was just as strong, with a bit of it flecking in Celestia’s prismatic mane before it found its place along the first strand. Fluttershy felt the throb of her balls as she emptied shots three and four almost directly onto Celestia’s ass, coating the big, squishy cheeks in a healthy few-teaspoon size dose of jizz. She braced herself against Celestia’s rump as the next few spurts squirted out, making a messy pool of cum in-between Celestia’s asscheeks.

Celestia wiggled her butt again as Fluttershy pulled her hips away, and with them, her cock. It made a faint squishing noise as what felt like gallons of cum began to drip from their collecting pool on Celestia’s ass. Celestia let out a harsh breath with an approving smile on her face. Fluttershy fell backwards onto the pillow, her cock finally soft against her stomach.

But Celestia’s was still hard. Fluttershy stared at it as Celestia turned around, watching it sway hypnotically underneath Celestia’s stomach. As it had before, Fluttershy’s tongue lolled out the side of her mouth again.

“Would you like me to finish for you, Fluttershy?” Celestia asked, stepping closer with the swollen head of her cock pointed squarely in Fluttershy’s direction.

The taste of flowers and honey washed across Fluttershy’s memory.

“Yes, please,” she said, her voice still trembling.

Celestia positioned herself overtop of Fluttershy’s face. Her cock hung almost low enough to reach Fluttershy’s mouth—but not quite. Fluttershy could feel the heat emanating from the princess’s throbbing member as she reached up towards her. Her hooves shook as she reached the long, hard shaft, and began to stroke it.

After a half a minute of nervous, gentle stroking, Celestia bucked forward and came.

The princess’s load was far bigger than Fluttershy’s was. It was like a cannon of semen sprayed right into Fluttershy’s face. Fluttershy left her mouth open as it came, catching the first few blasts like a hot, sticky dose of syrup, letting it dribble down her chin and onto her chest as Celestia grunted overhead. Fluttershy could feel Celestia’s cock pulse and throb underneath her hooves as each shot of cum went up it, spurting out and coating Fluttershy’s face in creamy whiteness. Fluttershy moaned as loud as Celestia did as she let her face be soaked in jizz, with a substantial portion of it dripping onto her stomach and almost to her own cock as Celestia finished.

Celestia groaned low to signal she was done, and the last dollop of cum dripped out of her cockhead. Her face coated in cum, Fluttershy let go of the princess’s still half-hard member and fell backwards, sinking into the pillow underneath her. Soft. Fluttershy lie there quietly, softly panting, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath, taking in as much air as she could through the coat of jizz that had painted her face.

After a few seconds, Celestia lied down next to her, settling into a comfortable position before raising a foreleg and resting it across Fluttershy’s sticky chest.

“Does that feel better, Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy nodded with her eyes closed, her tongue hanging a bit out of her mouth, tasting a bit of the cum still lingering on her tastebuds.

“Yes,” she sighed dreamily.

Celestia held a hoof to her mouth and giggled. “I’m glad,” she said.

The two ponies enjoyed just the sound of each others’ breathing for a moment. Fluttershy’s was loud, but growing softer, and higher pitched. Celestia’s was well-packed and full sounding, like she’d accomplished a lot, and was ready to rest after a long day.

“I hope my talking wasn't too much,” Celestia said.

Fluttershy shook her head. “It was wonderful,” she said.

Celestia smiled.

“I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”

There would be a next time, of course. The week after, and after that, and after that. Fluttershy’s and Celestia had a secret to share, which meant every week there would be a reason for them to meet. Every week, there would be a soft cushion, a well-positioned lying back, and the sit and accompanying squish that Fluttershy loved dearly.

The sun would rise tomorrow, and as it rose in seven more days, Fluttershy would be deep in her own, personal sunshine.

With that thought in her head, Fluttershy closed her eyes and slowly began to drift into sleep.