Sex and Loving in Equestria
by dermuffinmeister
Chapters
Chapter 1
Chapter 1-
“Oh my,” Fluttershy said worriedly as she watched Twilight finish her fifth cup of Pinkie Pie’s “Super Special Party Punch”. The party had only begun a few hours ago, and Twilight’s speech was already starting to slur badly.
Pinkie Pie had gathered a large group of friends for another fantastic party of her design. Tonight was the first anniversary of Rainbow Dash's joining of the Wonderbolts. The had party kicked off swiftly, and nearly everyone was loving punch and dancing. The guest of honor, however, had since made her way upstairs for some alone time with her boyfriend (whom she had known since her and Fluttershy’s first day in school together). The attention had shifted to Twilight Sparkle. It was she who had been the most eager to start drinking and enjoying the party. Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie was showing everyone else how it was done on the dance floor.
The party at Sugarcube Corner was still going strong, late into the warm summer night. Rarity was sampling the cake while a few other residents of Ponyville mingled and danced.
“How many do ya reckon she’s finished, Fluttershy?” asked Applejack. Twilight was a touch offended at being mentioned as if she weren’t standing right there with Fluttershy.
“I’m fine, I swear!” Twilight Sparkle said with first an outdoor voice, then a reserved indoor voice. “I can handle my drinks, AJ.” She started to pour herself another cup. Fluttershy slumped a bit, making a worried noise and avoiding Twilight’s eyes. The warm glow on Twilight’s cheeks grew to a full blown blush as the alcohol started to seriously inhabit her thoughts, thinking about Fluttershy’s nervous habits. Her timid way of touching her pointer fingers together made Twilight extremely curious as to how she would behave with a few drinks in her. The thought of an off balance Fluttershy landing chest first into her, making her accidentally spill her punch on the pretty little yellow dress made Twilight giggle inwardly.
“This would be, um, six?” Fluttershy dared a glance up and to the right to Applejack, immediately looking back to her fingers. “Or, she’s finished, um, five I believe, this being her sixth.” She said a few more words in an inaudible hush, drowned out by the fat beats. Only now had Twilight truly begun to give the music any attention. DJ PON-3 was not a cheap addition to any party, but most definitely worth however much it cost. Knowing Pinkie, they probably knew each other personally. She spun around to look at the populated but uncrowded dance floor. Pinkie Pie and another woman with yellow hair were grinding furiously, creating a chain reaction of ass to lap dancers. Vinyl Scratch turned up the beat a little, her grin growing wider.
Suddenly, Twilight was much more offended, turning her attention to Applejack and Fluttershy. “How many have you two finished? Dash, her boyfriend and I are the only people I’ve seen with cups in their hands tonight!” She spilled a few drops while punctuating her complaint.
“Well, Ah’ve had ‘bout, hm, two or three Ah think. How about you, girl?” Applejack said. She immediately put on a tactful tone. “Ah mean, if you even do like to, ya know, drink.” A fabricated smile crept onto her face. She had obviously had more than that, but not quite as many as Twilight.
“I,” Fluttershy started, immediately trailing off to a whisper under the bass, her cheeks turning a deep crimson. Twilight thought it was really adorable.
“What was that?” Twilight asked.
“I said I drank one or...” Again she trailed off.
Applejack seemed to hear, standing closer to Fluttershy and a few steps further from the huge speakers. Nodding in understanding, she explained “She says she’s had one or two, before she showed up.” Fluttershy nodded confirmation.
It’s been a few hours, thought Twilight. There’s no way she could be even mildly buzzed now. “Now Fluttershy,” Twilight started, in a voice she thought was smooth and reassuring, taking a slow, slightly off balance step toward her. She said nothing, but handed Fluttershy her drink. Their fingers touched briefly in the exchange.
Fluttershy looked up, meeting Twilight’s eyes as the song changed from a fast dance tune, heavy on the bass, to a slightly slower and lighter song. The two’s eyes, locked in place, stared past the pupils and into something deeper. Twilight felt her heart skip a beat. Either she was more horny than she thought she was, or Fluttershy had somehow captured her soul in those large, gleaming, beautiful cyan eyes.
“Uh,” Applejack awkwardly tried to find an excuse to leave. She grabbed some punch and headed for the dance floor.
“Fluttershy, I,” Twilight started. She felt butterflies in her stomach. Fluttershy’s face went from awe-struck to fright in an instant as Twilight belched loudly. “Ew,” Twilight moaned. “I-I’m so sorry! I think that was just too much cake.”
Their eyes met again, and they both started to laugh. Awkwardly, at first, but quickly growing to hysterical levels. The incident was too much, and soon they were on the ground, rolling with laughter.
“Oh my goodness!” said Fluttershy, wiping a tear from her eye. Twilight helped her up as Pinkie Pie and Rarity walked up, hearing the commotion.
“What’s so funny, huh? Huh? Did Twilight quote a joke book or something!?” Pinkie Pie laughed heartily at her own joke, obviously inebriated by her own brew.
Twilight looked at Rarity, her tight-fitting black dress was ravishing, showing off her delicate curves, her perky and round breasts thoroughly filling out the garment in a most elegant way. Pinkie’s outfit was more practical, if not silly. The bright pink skirt and white and blue striped blouse made her stick out from the crowd, and the contrast of the two together made Twilight chuckle once more.
None of her close friends had ever known her to have admiring thoughts like this, but she couldn’t hope to stop them. Rarity was downright gorgeous. Fluttershy had an innocence about her graceful figure that Twilight Sparkle found to be even more inviting and pleasant to fantasise about. Applejack had a toned body and perfect C cups, and Rainbow Dash also had a fit look that was very appealing. Pinkie seemed to have endless energy, keeping her thin, yet extremely curvy. Twilight wasn’t envious, she kept active enough and watched her diet to keep her slenderness. She was endowed with intellect, talent, and perky breasts. No, she was covetous.
“No, something really funny just happened,” Fluttershy started, finding confidence in the new cup in her hand, now empty. Funny how that works on one’s psyche, thought Twilight. Wait, when did she had time to drink that? Twilight looked to Fluttershy and saw it was her turn to tell the tale.
“Well,” Twilight said to her captivated audience. “I was just offering Fluttershy a cup of your punch, and right when I was about to say something, I made the biggest burp I’ve ever made!” Twilight watched Rarity roll her eyes and stifle a giggle at the crude humor, and Pinkie Pie shut her eyes tight and let out another loud laugh. “Oh, it was all that cake. It was pretty gross, but funny”.
“Holy moly, what a story!” Pinkie said.
“Quite,” Rarity added. “Well, girls, I’ve had a blast tonight, but I need to get my beauty sleep. I will admit to enjoying that strong punch, but not quite as much as my little Twilight here, it seems.” Rarity looked at Twilight’s simple yellow gown, her eyes tracing Twilight’s chest and hips. What’s she looking at me for? thought Twilight, more flattered than anything. It was Twilight’s turn to look at herself, noting a large purple stain on her left breast, most definitely from the punch she had dropped on her trip to the floor. She could see some wet skin and part of her brassiere through the fabric. ”I’ve seen you wear that plain thing thrice, and you’ve gone and soiled it already, dear.” Rarity walked away at a slow pace to the door, the three girls in tow.
“Oh no!” said Fluttershy, finally noticing what had become of her drink. “I’msorry I’msorry I’msosorr-” Twilight grabbed her face, cupping and sort of squishing her cheeks.
“It’s okay, Fluttershy,” Twilight said to ease her friend’s burden of guilt. “It’s my fault anyway! I get kinda clumsy when I’ve had a few.”
“A few?” asked Pinkie Pie. “I put quite a lot of rum in that punch today when I made it, how much did you have?” A look of calculating worry came across both Rarity and Pinkie's faces.
“Fou-”
”Five” Twilight tried to answer before being corrected by Fluttershy. Twilight gave her a quick disappointed look.
“Oh, you’ll be fine!” Pinkie Pie said with a wave of her hand. “Just grab a big ol’ bottle of water soon, and one more before you fall asleep! Your hangover will hurt a lot less too!” She obviously had some experience. Or read several books on the subject.
“Thanks,” Twilight said, already wanting another drink. “Goodnight, Rarity.”
They all bid farewell to the fashionista and returned to the party, which was going strong after midnight.
Twilight retreated to the bathroom with Fluttershy, after a quick refill to try and treat the stain. Thank goodness the dress is cotton, thought Twilight as she stood in her underwear in front of the sink. A woman with curly maroon hair, a rather cute one, Twilight thought, walked in just then.
“I-I’m getting a stain out, d-do-” Twilight had tried to justify being in her underwear with Fluttershy in the bathroom, but the other woman simply put up a hand in understanding and proceeded to the next mirror. She opened her purse and took a swig from a flask, fixed her makeup, and left promptly. What a party,Twilight thought.
She accompanied Fluttershy to the punch bowl. Her dress in working order, Twilight Sparkle decided to dance. Once.
* * *
Nearly an hour later, Twilight spotted Fluttershy as she walked up to her from the punch table. Wow, Twilight thought. She’s without a doubt the most beautiful person here. She tried to stare without staring. Fluttershy’s short and well-fitting yellow dress went absolutely perfectly with her all but perfect hair. The slight eye-liner she wore punctuated her naturally soft face. Her long, gorgeous thighs looked positively lickable. Her tender figure was the absolute best. Twilight began subconsciously undressing the young woman walking up to her. Those fantastic looking breasts would rest in her hands as she started to-
“Um, Twilight?” Fuck! I’ve been caught!
“Y-yes? You caught m-me deep in thought!” Twilight’s face was as red as blood, and there was no way she could chuckle to ease the tension. Shiiiiiiiit! Twilight was on the brink of panicking.
“I-,” Fluttershy looked down at her empty cup, then straight at twilight’s scarlet face, looking deep into her eyes and finding the courage in her to speak. “I w-wanted to say...” She was almost whispering now.
“Fluttershy, I...” Twilight searched her drunk mind for four simple words she had said a million times before separately: I like you, Fluttershy. “I... really like you. I, well, d-do yo-”
Squeaking, “Thank you. Thank you so much!” She flew forward and wrapped her arms around Twilight’s neck, pressing her breasts and weight into Twilight’s. “Me too! I like you a lot.” She was still squeaking, now right in Twilight’s ear.
Twilight balanced herself after the impact, a near impossible task, and hugged back with all her might. The two stood for a second, in eternal embrace. Her face turned from blood red to a shade closer to salmon. The blood in her face had started to flow south.
Fluttershy leaned her head back to look into Twilight’s eyes again. The deep sea-green universes could capture not just souls, but endless oceans of love. They stared, holding each other. Fluttershy held Twilight by the neck, Twilight held Fluttershy around the waist. Again, a nearby Applejack stepped out.
Their faces drifted closer, and save for closing her eyes, Fluttershy gave no warning for the long kiss she gave to Twilight. She kissed back. Their lips locked for over ten seconds, slowly and clumsily moving and sharing. Twilight had never kissed a girl before. The whole sensation was softer, gentler, and odd. Nearby party goers, led by Pinkie Pie, gave a long “Aaaawwwwww!” The two didn’t hear anything but the bass.
Fluttershy reared back, needing air. Her face was also some shade between blood red and salmon pink. A single line of saliva hung between their mouths, briefly hanging in the air before dropping onto Fluttershy’s cleavage. They suddenly became aware of the party happening around them, and Twilight let Fluttershy go. She missed her in her arms immediately. They gave the five or so remaining party goers awkward smiles and waves, and walked towards the punch bowl.
“That was, nice,” Fluttershy told Twilight. They held hands under the table they sat at.
“You’re telling me,” Twilight responded. It was nearly one in the morning. She reached forward for her water.
“What do you want, I mean, if you could do any, um, would you...” Fluttershy actually became completely silent this time. Twilight held her chin in her hand, encouraging Fluttershy to look into her eyes again. She leaned forward, not knowing what she was doing, and simply kissed her on the cheek. Before leaning back into her chair she whispered into Fluttershy’s ear: “Your place, or mine?” A smile appeared on Twilight’s face, which only widened into a toothy grin at the physical response from Fluttershy. Her back muscles instantly tensed, making her jolt and sit ram-rod straight. Twilight noticed how it made her boobs jiggle.
Fluttershy stared straight ahead for a moment, shock and want apparent on her face. “Oh my goodness,” was all she could stammer.
“Come with me,” Twilight said standing up, offering her hand. Only Pinkie, Vinyl Scratch and Pinkie’s blond date hung around now, not to mention the guest of honor and her guest upstairs.
The strong stench of cannabis drifted out from the stage, and Twilight had an urge to investigate. Looking at Fluttershy, inebriated, adorable and gorgeous as she was, Twilight offered a suggestive nod towards the stage. Fluttershy had never smoked before, her body language made that obvious.
Well, Twilight thought, maybe tonight’s a night for firsts. "What do you think? Wanna get high, Fluttershy?” Twilight couldn’t hold back a snicker after rhyming unintentionally.
“I don’t know,” said Fluttershy. “Is- is it safe?”
Twilight had only partaken on several dozen occasions herself, but had documented and compared her experiences extensively with articles and research. She knew it was safe, and pretty fun. Twilight also knew that sexual pleasure could also be heightened if you smoked a bit before. Now, thought Twilight, THAT would be a session worth recording.
“Of course, and it’s really fun,” said Twilight. “But if you don’t feel up to it, we can leave now.” Fluttershy’s curiosity was piqued, she could tell.
“Well.” murmured Fluttershy. “Could we just...” she crossed her arms in front of her chest and put on a pleading face. “Could we get some, um, weed, and go somewhere, uh, a little more private?” Her voice had lowered to a whisper.
“As you wish,” Twilight led Fluttershy toward the stage. She had trouble walking in one general direction, much less a straight line. Pinkie, Vinyl and the blond woman that Twilight recognized were passing a simple yet ornate glass spoon-shaped pipe around. Twilight recognized the blond woman now as... What was her name? thought Twilight. Donna? No, Debbie. Something like that.
“HE-*cough* GIR-*cough cough* GIRLS! What are you two doing up so l-*cough*ate?” Pinkie said as she let out a massive lungful of smoke.. “You are, like, so cute!” This stuff was obviously some good shit.
“Hey, everyone. Oh,”Twilight responded, “I was just wondering what this particular strain of cannabis was named.” Fluttershy was trying her best to hide behind Twilight. “I’d like to buy a little and conduct a little ‘research’.” She gestured finger-quotes as she did so, letting her most sarcastic voice carry.
Vinyl Scratch looked like she was about to say something as she handed Darby the pipe, who was sitting almost on top of Pinkie’s lap. She looked more than drunk or stoned, her cute yellow eyes looking at the pipe and Pinkie’s tits at the same time. “It’s called Zigger Kush, my friend,” Vinyl replied as she exhaled into Twilight’s face.
That was enough reason to get a bag. Twilight haggled meekly for a minute, satisfied with her deal. “Thanks,” Twilight said as she took her purchase.
Despite being recently legalized, a slim majority of people had a negative view of marijuana. It was a drug, after all. She had first started to smoke in her college days in the Canterlot University for Magic and High Arts. Twilight remembered back to her sophomore year, when marijuana was illegal. Her dealer was also a sophomore, but a year older than her in age. The dark-haired man was a music performance and destruction magic double major, two of the hardest fields to major in.
Amadeus was his name, and they soon became friends despite their conflicting study schedules. They grew beyond the typical hate based relationship that dealers and buyers had rather quickly. Once a week, they would spend an hour together in his dorm.
There, they matched bowls and studied, talked, compared professors or just listened to music. It was then when Twilight would buy her weed. The relationship had been platonic and pleasant for her. Often times, however, she left feeling let down or guilty for possibly leaving him unhappy. He was single, as far as she knew. Twilight was far too busy to give him the time a boyfriend required, even if she was somewhat lonely. Study and watching after Spike took all her time, anyway.
Amadeus often had spoken bits of German to, or specifically not to Twilight when she left. She knew only a few base words, so it almost always flew over her head. Amadeus never translated for her. He often seemed sad or angry, but it was difficult to tell.
One night, Twilight knocked on Amadeus’ dorm room to buy her weekly bag. He was practicing, she could hear him playing his trumpet. Amadeus was more than talented.
He stopped playing and opened the door, wearing nothing but a pair of holey jeans. His deep blue eyes looked hazy and mildly annoyed, likely at the interruption. It was 8:40 P.M. Thursday, the time every other “appointment” was scheduled. His strong arms and chest were bare, his pants hung low enough to show a trail of hair leading down to his zipper. Twilight couldn’t help but follow it with her eyes.
“What are you looking at, Twi?” Amadeus’ lips moved, but the voice was feminine. “I-is it good?” The timid voice belonged to Fluttershy. Twilight physically shook away her memory.
The cannabis she held in Sugarcube Corner was a dark, saturated hue of forest green, with purple blotches and orange fibers. “Y-yeah, it looks really potent.” Twilight held the plastic bag to her nose and took in a long smell, the skunkiness choked her. Oh yeah, Twilight thought, this is some good shit.
“Wow, this stuff looks good,” Twilight thought out loud. “Uh, thanks again. It’s time to go, though. Take it easy, girls.”
Vinyl exhaled again, the rotation completing at least once during Twilight’s daydream. “You too, frauline.” The German insertion seemed intentional.
“Buh-bye, Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie cracked up at her rhyme, waving goodbye in a grand motion that knocked Dianne to the floor.
Fluttershy clung to Twilight’s arm for balance and to hold her arm. She was also having trouble balancing. Twilight had mingled and had fun during the night, keeping a hopeful and protective eye on Fluttershy. She was a real wallflower, but after three cups or so she seemed to loosen up.
“I-I’ve never, uh,” Fluttershy stammered, shaking only a bit.“I’ve n-never sm-moked anything before. D-does it hurt?”
“Only if you do it wrong,” said Twilight. “And don’t worry, we won’t be technically smoking anything. We’ll vaporize it!” She was rather proud of herself tonight.
“Oh my,” replied Fluttershy.
Which way was my place, again? thought Twilight. The two were stepping out the door, heading across the open road. It was empty, and only a solitary light shone across the way. It was a clear summer night, still comfortably warm. These nights were meant for kissing and cuddling. Why waste such beautiful time together? The pair walked, arms around each other for support and closeness towards Twilight’s home. Spike would surely be asleep at this point.
“What are we gonna do, Twi?” Fluttershy stood at the door with her new date. Her eyes engulfed Twilight’s again.
Twilight said nothing, but unlocked the door and walked inside her tree house library. Fuck yeah. Spike was surely in bed by now, sleeping like bear in December. The foyer was darkened and all the lights in the tree house were off. Fluttershy slipped inside and gave Twilight a timid hug, brushing her breasts against Twilight’s arm. Twilight kissed her forehead and hugged her back.
“Wanna go upstairs to the balcony?” asked Twilight in a very hushed, infiltrating whisper, her voice cracking slightly.
Fluttershy held her closer, resting her heavy head on Twilight’s shoulder. “That sounds... nice.” She’s the cutest thing ever, Twilight thought, holding Fluttershy’s head to her upper chest.
“Okay,” replied Twilight. She led the way up in the darkness, being more familiar of the path in her own home. She retrieved the vaporizer from it’s locked cabinet in her room and opened the large glass door to the balcony.
The vaporizer was a high end model, but still needed to be plugged in. Luckily, the balcony had two weather-proofed outlets. Twilight plugged in the machine, Fluttershy nervously looking on.
Over the small balcony was a retractable awning, which was folded in for the clear weather. A waist high railing encircled the edge, the beams decorative and strong. The only furniture, an end table and one large, wide reclining chair. It was very comfortable and one of Twilight’s most beloved pieces of furniture.
“It takes a minute to warm up,” Twilight said. “I’ll go inside and grab some drinks and some munchies, what would you like?” Twilight looked down and noticed that her stain was still visible in the bright moonlight. So was Fluttershy’s cleavage and shapely thighs. They looked pale and smooth in the soft, white light. Twilight couldn’t help but stare for a moment, biting her lip at the thought of what she could, and possibly would, do to Fluttershy’s angelic body.
Fluttershy looked at the full moon, it’s plush light making half of Fluttershy’s face shine in the most beautiful way. She returned her gaze to Twilight. ”I’d love some wine, maybe. Or a juice box!” The timid excitement of the childish drink made Twilight’s heart melt with an entirely different heat. If I actually start to date her, Twilight thought, I’ll die of a heart attack before the third date.
“Wine or a juice box, coming right up. I believe we have both those things.” Twilight turned and descended down the stairs as silently as possible.
Score! thought Twilight, looking into her refrigerator. I picked up champagne AND apple juice boxes on my trip to the store! Life is good.
Twilight grabbed the bottle of champagne, two juice boxes, and two wine glasses. It was an awkward haul, but not difficult. She turned to the doorway and tip-toed to the staircase. She heard a creak upstairs. Go back Spike! Go to bed! Don’t come down and get a glass of water!
Twilight stood like a marble statue, listening with ears like an owl’s. Small, tired footsteps came nearer from upstairs. Panic clawed at Twilight’s brain, but she dared not to move a muscle. The footsteps faded, and she heard and saw the bathroom light flick on, just before the door closed. Twilight let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding. She quickly and silently moved when she heard Spike’s stream hit the toilet water, a noise she had never loved to hear so much in her entire life. Twilight snuck to her room, locking the door behind her silently. She had to hold the champagne bottle in her mouth to get the free hand necessary. I could have carried all of this stuff with magic, thought Twilight. She facepalmed, doing just that. She headed to the her dresser, still moving silently, as Spike was still awake. Twilight took out an old black T-shirt, not looking at the graphic on it. She took it and her provisions to the balcony door.
Fluttershy laid on her back, her slender finger ran along the surface of the soft chair. Her other hand rested on her stomach and her knees were sticking up in the air so her feet could fit on the end of the chair, making her dress slide down. She stared nearly straight up into the bright, natural and splendid lamp that was the moon. Her skin was illuminated in the pale glow, making her appear to radiate health and young, yet ample grace. The full, round breasts now hung slightly down and to the side of Fluttershy’s center, her bra unable to handle the glorious mass at this angle. She sighed a content sigh, melting Twilight’s heart again.
Twilight moved closer, trying to stay silent, for her and Spike’s sake. The sheer beauty of the scene placed in front of her must have been a gift from Celestia. She knew that the Princess had nothing to do with it. If anyone it was Luna.... Twilight made a smirk. She would have to write a thank you note and send it to her teacher’s sister.
The toilet flushed. Fluttershy, startled, looked over and caught Twilight staring, again.
“O-,” Fluttershy said and froze. A few seconds passed before Twilight could break her stupor.
“S-sorry! I-it’s just, you look s-, the moon, you see, I couldn't help but..” Twilight trailed off, averting her gaze and grabbing all of the objects she carried with magic in her hands. She took a breath, collecting her thoughts. This was a skill she learned from hours of tough study, used to overcome frustration. “I’m sorry, Fluttershy.”
Fluttershy looked past Twilight with a scared look. “Who’s in the bathroom?” Twilight sighed in relief, now guiltless at her unknown gaze. She had heard Spike flush as well, but it had meant nothing in her state.
“Don’t worry,” Twilight said, slowly and quietly, yet deliberately. “Spike got up and used the bathroom, but he has no idea I'm, we’re, here.“ Twilight stood in place and popped the cork of the champagne, dreading the noise. Spike slept like a log, but she was still nervous. Would he be in his room down the hall, yet?
“Can I have the juice? I’m kinda thirsty now.”
“Of course,” Twilight handed her the juice as Fluttershy sat up, adjusting her gown. Damn, thought Twilight. She poured the two glasses and glanced at the vaporizer. It was nearly up to temp.
Fluttershy had the juice in her hand and looked at Twilight, her face was happy and also a bit tired, her eye lids closed a bit. It made her face look so... so loving.
”In the moonlight, you look so,” she searched for the right word. Tonight’s tense stealth and Fluttershy’s sheer beauty had done wonders to sober Twilight. She was still quite inebriated, but could at least recall her vocabulary. “So, so pulchritudinous.”
She got a blank stare.
“Resplendent?”
Still, just those eyes waiting.
“Beautiful!” Twilight moved forward to the reclining deck chair Fluttershy sat on and placed Fluttershy’s glass on the nearby table, the bright full moon illuminating everything perfectly. The chair was made of soft velvety material. It was Twilight’s favorite chair to lie in and read, especially the cheap smut she bought under a false name from the next town over.
She sat down next to Fluttershy, and offered her a big hug. Fluttershy refused, standing, leaving Twilight a bit deflated. Instead, she walked daintily around the chair to the railing, taking a careful and long look around. Twilight wanted to get up and put her arms around her from behind, but she held the intense urge back.
Fluttershy turned around to face Twilight and closed her eyes. “Twilight, tell me,” she said quietly. “Am I really beautiful?”
Twilight thought, only for one second, and replied: “You are the most divine and sublime being in existence. Like an adorable kitten, but a million times more pleasing to see.” Dammit, that was corny, thought Twilight.
Fluttershy smiled widely, and took another furtive look around, keeping her posture perfect. She took a deep breath and said “Okay,” more to herself than her audience member. Fluttershy grabbed her dress by the bottom and lifted it over her head, inverting it.
Fluttershy stood in her underwear on the balcony, her entire body bathed in the caressing glow of the moonlight. Her hips and waist were painted near white under her pink bra. Her legs, her shapely thighs and calves were illuminated in a heavenly glow. The pink panties she wore flowed perfectly with her beautiful shape. Twilight could make out the lips of her sex through them, making her head become light.
She laid her gown down on the ground and knelt on the reclining chair. Her blush had since evolved into a full face and shoulder blush. Twilight liked what she saw, a lot.
Twilight herself hoisted her own gown, but slipped on what appeared to be a Cowboys from Hell T-shirt. Her slender legs and tight butt were exposed to the soft fabric of the reclining chair. The summer breeze was a little chilly. She felt very sexy.
Fluttershy joined Twilight on the chair once more. The vaporizer beeped as Twilight moved in to give Fluttershy a toast. She ignored the beep, for now.
She held her glass, motioning for Fluttershy to do so, who was now a bit more comfortable. Twilight tried to think of a toast. She simply couldn’t. “What should we toast to?” Twilight quietly asked.
Fluttershy glanced to the vaporizer, then Twilight’s metal T, then the full moon, and finally met Twilight’s half-lidded gaze. “To, to firsts?” She asked in a timid tone.
“To firsts,” Twilight said. They clinked glasses and took a large sip. The sparkling wine was refreshingly cold.
“Well,” asked Fluttershy, “is it ready?”
Twilight got up and sat criss-cross-applesauce with the conic vaporizer in her lap. She ground up a nug with her fingers and let the crumpled bits fall into the chamber, the cannabis sticking to her fingers. Holy fuck on a unicorn horn this stuff is gonna be so good. She attached the hose and took a long drag, filling her lungs to near capacity, taking care not to over do her first hit. She held her breath and held the hose up. A slow mist lazily rose from the tube.
Fluttershy got down on her knees, her breasts directly in front Twilight’s face. Neither made any attempts to move, this is exactly the position they wanted to be in. Twilight was still holding her breath in. Fluttershy placed the end on her tongue and puckered her lips around it and started to inhale, following Twilight’s example. She looked into Twilight’s eyes the entire time.
The THC hit Twilight like a freight train, forcing her vision to grey at the edges. She fell forward and slowly exhaled.
She blacked out, only for a second, and woke up with her head in Fluttershy’s lap, looking up at her frightened but somehow smiling face. She looked around, and found that the vaporizer had been spared any damage. Twilight sighed in relief and looked back to Fluttershy’s face.
“I was so worried about you when you fell, I f-” Twilight moved a finger to Fluttershy’s lips.
“This shit,” Twilight paused, “is thoroughly good.” A dopey smile crept across her face as she thought about what she said, about her situation, about the bright moon, and bout how her hair was resting on Fluttershy’s panties. She laughed at her thoughts, causing Fluttershy to laugh along.
Fluttershy took Twilight’s finger in her hand, and moved it around in the air. She then brought it back to her mouth, kissing the fingertip. She kissed it again and put just the fingertip on her tongue, sucking on it. Twilight was instantly turned on and let out a short moan and gasp at the same time, involuntarily flexing her hips.
Twilight sat up and Fluttershy released her finger. Twilight got on her knees and leaned forward, placing her hands on Fluttershy’s thighs. She moved her face close to Fluttershy’s, teasing her with closeness. Twilight pecked her lips once, twice, and the third time letting Fluttershy catch her and hold her in a long kiss.
“Are you okay, Fluttershy?” Twilight asked. “Want another hit? Some more champagne?” Fluttershy was clearly ready to get closer, but Twilight wanted no more interruptions.
Fluttershy said nothing, but grabbed the vaporizer and moved to the chair. The cord was more than long enough. She placed it on the table and took another drag, looking into Twilight’s eyes again. She’s so damn sexy, the way she does that, Twilight thought.
Twilight, too, moved to the chair and sat down, her leg touching Fluttershy’s. They never broke eye contact. She put her hand on Fluttershy’s back, waiting for her to exhale, anticipating it.
Right when Fluttershy took the hose from her mouth, Twilight leaned forward and put her lips to Fluttershy’s. The sudden inability to breath out surprised Fluttershy, and she squeaked in her throat. She had no choice, she realized, but to exhale into Twilight’s mouth. As she did so, Twilight inhaled the saturated breath. Twilight had seen it once in the opening of a porno.
Rearing back from the experience, Twilight was surprised at how awkward it truly was. Well, she thought, that was a first, too.
“Oh, oh my gosh,” Fluttershy whispered, the second hit and the way she shared it had really affected her. She grabbed Twilight and used her for balance. “That was.... wow.”
Twilight let out the recycled breath, her brain needed some oxygen. She took a few deep breaths and tried to help Fluttershy balance, having some difficulty herself. “Sorry,” she said. “I had read about that and wanted to try it.” A smile and her light touch on Fluttershy’s hip was about all she had to offer. Twilight leaned back to grab her champagne, the cool carbonation was really refreshing. She offered Fluttershy her glass, and she downed it in three gulps, catching Twilight completely by surprise. Twilight took one more big drink, almost finishing her glass.
“Want some more?” Twilight still had quite a buzz from the punch, but the wine was weak by comparison. The main intoxicant was the grass, more potent than anything she had tried before.
Fluttershy shook her head no. “But, I would like something else,” she said in a suggestive voice. “I mean, if you think you want to, that is.”
Twilight giggled. This was Fluttershy, alright, thought Twilight. She finished the last few drops and placed her own glass back on the table. A thought materialized in Twilight’s head. She moved back on the chair a little so she could put the tube of the vaporizer back in her mouth, straddling Fluttershy to do so, and tried her best to sensually suck on it like a lollipop. Or a tiny dick, she thought. She stopped inhaling and cracked up, letting the vapors out of her mouth as she doubled over and laughed. Twilight suddenly stopped, looking down to Fluttershy, her large curious eyes and soft lips curved upwards in an expectant smile.
“Sorry,” Twilight said. “I had a funny idea, it just a random, dumb image.” Thankfully, Fluttershy left it at that. They were very close, now. She put the hose back. They moved closer, moving at the same time. Twilight’s hands met Fluttershy’s, and they embraced once more. Fluttershy kissed Twilight’s neck, her warm breath and soft touch made Twilight moan inaudibly.
Fluttershy and Twilight then laid down in the big reclining chair, observing the constellations and sharing the joys of each other's giggling company. It didn’t take long until the patterns in the stars seemed to make funny shapes and move on their own. Twilight’s arm wrapped around Fluttershy’s waist, and they often shifted and thrusted their hips together as they spooned.
“Twilight?” Fluttershy rolled around to lay on her other side to look at Twilight.
“Yeah, Fluttershy?” Their faces were inches apart, and their speech hushed to intimate whispers.
“I’ve thought about,” she paused. “Us, before.” She blushed and looked deeply again into Twilight’s eyes. “A... a lot.”
Twilight smiled, absolutely flattered, elated and relived. She moved her hand up and down Fluttershy’s arm, then her side. Fluttershy’s blush returned, and the vapors made her giggle.
“I know.” Twilight never knew. She adjusted her hands so she could rub the small of Fluttershy’s back, and Fluttershy moved her legs in response, pushing slightly to get closer.
Fluttershy put her hand on Twilight’s cheek and pulled in closer. They hovered for only a moment, caught in another staring contest. Fluttershy lost, closing her eyes and bringing Twilight’s face to her own, giving the biggest, most passionate kiss. Their lips moved in a slow, undulating rhythm. Twilight unconsciously parted Fluttershy’s lips with her own and stuck her tongue out, searching Fluttershy’s mouth. Their tongues met and wetly slipped over each other. The weed’s effects of cottonmouth were long gone as saliva slowly drooled down Twilight's chin, only half of it hers. They laid together, biting lips and moving their hips for several minutes, periodically breaking to take short breaths. The soft fabric of the luxurious chair caressed Twilight’s exposed thighs and forearms.
During the session, Fluttershy had moved on top an put her knee between Twilight’s legs. Her thigh slowly caressed Twilight’s. The warm, tingling sensation felt beyond great to Twilight, who arched her back and held Fluttershy closer. She clamped her legs around Fluttershy’s thigh, relishing the hot contact. Again they shared a close kiss. Fluttershy trembled as Twilight let out a moan into her mouth. Fluttershy’s knee was now damp. She had somehow brushed ever so slightly against Twilight’s small white panties. Fluttershy leaned back, standing on her knees, and looked Twilight over, as if fantasizing, planning.
Twilight was sure it was an accident at first, the knee. She was wet before, but the brief but firm placement teased her. Fluttershy now put her hands on Twilight’s stomach, walking up palm after palm to her breasts, under her shirt, slowly squeezing the globes. Twilight moaned again, putting her hands on Fluttershy’s thighs, slowly sweeping her fingers and palms first down, then up onto her round ass. She gave it healthy squeeze, receiving a muffled squee in response. Twilight giggled and started to massage Fluttershy’s cheeks. Heat radiated from Fluttershy’s vaginal region, and juices were already literally dripping down her thighs and through her soft silk pink panties. She wanted to surprise her with a stray finger so bad, but the pleasure from being fondled preoccupied her too much.
Twilight pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside. Flutterhsy unfastened the clasps of both their bras and quickly put a small, erect nipple in her mouth. Fluttershy began alternating from sucking hard to nibbling and licking. The pleasure rocked Twilight, it was so great and unexpected, magnified by the best bud she had ever smoked. She had inhaled quite a bit of the vapor. The two continued to copulate, nearly falling off the chair several times.
Twilight now stood up on her knees over Fluttershy, wanting to take off Fluttershy’s panties and see if her dripping vagina tasted like what she had always imagined one would taste like. They were both panting from pleasure and physical toil.
“T-twilight?” Fluttershy said, speaking between pants. “Do, do you want to go to my house now? I th-think we would be more comfortable.” Fluttershy was clearly in need of more pleasure, yet the brief pause of travel would be tremendous torture.
“Why would you want to go any further than my bed?” asked Twilight. She realized in an instant: her number one assistant. “Oh, right.” He would be up in a matter of hours for his morning chores. She would have to leave a note.
“I a-also have,” Fluttershy paused for a moment, glancing to Twilight’s pussy, “some other things.”
Twilight did not want to go on a half mile hike, but she also did not want to get caught by Spike. “Sounds like a really good idea.” She stood and slipped her shirt back on, but tossed her bra in the hamper. “Are you hungry? I feel like eating, like, a shit ton of food.” She felt a bit rude, crass even, but that was okay. It was late and she was inebriated.
“I have plenty to eat at my place,” Fluttershy replied, getting dressed herself. Twilight looked at her clock inside, trying to be as quiet as possible. It was nearly 4 A.M. She risked another drag, and offered one to Fluttershy. She obliged, and Twilight hastily packed her vaporizer away and took the champagne bottle and glasses and empty juice boxes, the only evidence of their visit. She grabbed her weed and her purse, some papers, and a little piece to smoke with. She didn’t know if Fluttershy would want to smoke again, but they would burn that bridge when they crossed. At that thought, she threw a lighter in her purse.
The chair had a few damp spots, but those would be dry soon enough. Secretly, Twilight wanted them there to sneak a sniff when she was alone. Twilight hastily scribbled that she had stopped by home on her way to Fluttershy’s and stuck the note on the fridge.
The two walked the silent streets towards Fluttershy’s cottage. The temperature had dropped to just below comfortable, and the sky started to show the faintest shades above the deep violet and black of dark night. Twilight had donned some sweats and kept her metal shirt, a gift from Dash.
After a surprisingly short trip, the two came to the cottage. It was Fluttershy’s turn to open the door. Once inside, Twilight pounced, pinning Fluttershy to the wall and giving another big kiss. The make-out session traveled upstairs, blindly finding its way to Fluttershy’s king side bed.Twilight laid down on her back with a “come-hither” look on her face. Fluttershy licked her lips and got on her knees, moving forward to Twilight’s spread legs. Twilight threw her head back in anticipation. She waited.
Nothing.
She heard a rustling under the bed and sat up. Fluttershy retrieved a small locked box and opened it. Her face gleamed at the contents, which were not visible from where Twilight lay.
“Um, Twilight?” Fluttershy said. “How big do you thi- I mean, how much di-oh, what size... dildo would you like?” Fluttershy blushed deeply, offering the shoe box sized carrier to Twilight. Inside sat an assortment of vibrators and dildos, varying in size, shape and colors. The sight made Twilight a bit uncomfortable, the idea of any one of the tools being thrust inside her...
“Why don’t we just start with our fingers?” Fluttershy suggested, kneeling on the bed next to her. She leaned in and kissed Twilight’s cheek.
Twilight noticed a bumpy green glass dildo out of the box, on the night-stand. Twilight returned the kiss, this time on the lips. They tongue wrestled briefly before undressing again. Twilight threw her shirt into Fluttershy’s face and quickly threw off her sweat pants. She laid back with her legs in the air, anticipating Fluttershy’s touch.
Fluttershy tossed the shirt and her dress aside. They both wore nothing but their panties.
Twilight spread her legs wider as she felt Fluttershy massage her slick inner thighs, getting closer and closer to her hot, dripping vagina. Fluttershy then placed one finger on Twi’s panties, just above her clit and met Twilight’s eyes. Twilight looked back with anticipation and trust. Fluttershy shuddered as she took a deep breath and slid Twilight’s panties off, slowly. There they sat, Twilight’s crotch exposed to Fluttershy, who held the panties in front of her. She gave Twilight a long look over, then the panties she held. They were very wet.
“F-fluttershy,” said Twilight meekly. “Can, can you just lick them, for me? Please?” Twilight laid on her back, trying to put on her best “pleeeeease?” face. Fluttershy smelled them, and showed a mixture of disgust and horniness. This was also new to her, Twilight noticed.
Fluttershy looked at Twilight and flattened her tongue on the wettest part of the underwear, giving it a big lick. She held her tongue out after she did it and crawled over Twilight’s legs, up to her face. She pulled her tongue in, but kept her mouth open, looking straight down into Twilight’s eyes. Fluttershy bent her elbows and gave Twilight a generous amount of tongue, letting Twilight sample her own taste on top of that of Fluttershy’s mouth. It was odd, but great. It reminded her of pennies, combined with fish or something. She couldn’t wait for Fluttershy’s own flavor.
Fluttershy broke the kiss and smiled sheepishly. She crawled back between Twilight’s legs and took a whiff of her wet sex. The smell seemed to intoxicate Fluttershy. She immediately gave the pink lips a tentative kiss, causing Twilight to react with a small spasm of pleasure. Fluttershy seemed unsure what to do, so she licked with a light pressure from the bottom towards the clit, like a popsicle. Twilight really liked that.
Fluttershy repeated that motion several more times. Twilight lifted her head and watched as Fluttershy began to spread her lower lips with her fingers, exposing the soft pink. She gave that a wet lick. The sensation made Twilight throw her head back, and Fluttershy licked several more times. Having someone else touch her was a long-missed pleasure. This is nice, thought Twilight, but we aren’t going to get anywhere if she’s not even going to stick her tongue IN. Maybe I should show her.
Twilight wasn’t more experienced, but she was better read on the subject of mutual masturbation with a female. She lifted her arm and was about to place her hand on Fluttershy’s head to signal for her to stop. Twilight let her continue, just for a few more moments. Fluttershy picked up on Twilight’s boredom, it seemed, and started to stroke her pussy with her two fingers, not looking up or moving her head much out of the way.
“O-okay, Fluttershy, let’s switch.” Twilight tried to sound more pleasured than she really was, although it did feel quite good. Fluttershy looked up with an excited, but worried face. She was hoping for some sort of finish, obviously, but her timid approach just didn’t cut it.
Twilight let Fluttershy sit on her knees as she herself got up. Fluttershy took Twilight’s place, sticking her legs in the air as her partner had done.
Fluttershy’s panties were soaked at the crotch. Twilight wasted no time getting them off and giving them a large lick just like Fluttershy had done. It tasted a lot like Fluttershy’s tongue did, but much more concentrated. The flavor was strange. It was somewhat sweet, and sort of metallic. It reminded her of the taste of blood.
A tiny amount of juice mixed with the saliva on her tongue, pooling in her cupped tongue. She savored the organic yet metallic taste before swallowing. Twilight then faced the task in front of her: a tight, virgin pussy waiting to be pleased. The image of Fluttershy waiting, her chest moving up and down with her breathing, the dripping slit, the trimmed pink hair above the fantastic pair of lips, it all made Twilight so much more horny. She put the secret box next to her, readying it for later. For now, she put the panties on the box and moved in to properly fuck Fluttershy with her own mouth.
Fluttershy was extremely horny herself, Twilight deduced. She experimented with her tongue different movements, different pressures, different locations to probe. Soon, she found the holy entrance, not long after thoroughly playing with Fluttershy’s clitoris. The feeling of Fluttershy’s pussy around her tongue was beyond great, and Twilight loved the taste and the fluids that were flowing into her mouth. She continued to thrust her tongue in and out of Fluttershy, coming out every so often to lick and kiss the lips. Soon her tongue and jaw were tired so she looked up, meeting an anxious and expectant face.
Before Fluttershy could object to the stoppage, Twilight put her pointer finger on Fluttershy’s clitoris. The anxiety in Fluttershy’s face turned to suspense. Twilight moved forward, twisting her wrist around to keep her finger in place, applying more pressure. A good amount of vaginal fluids lingered in Twilight’s mouth. She still didn’t hesitate to offer a big, wet kiss, swapping the juices back to the previous owner. The mouthful of fluids were exchanged several times.
Fluttershy pushed Twilight’s face away, and moved her down to her tit. Twilight sucked and bit at the erect nipple atop one of her large, soft breasts. The position allowed Twilight to slide her finger inside of her early morning lover. Fluttershy arched her back and let our a ragged gasp in response, forcing Twilight off her nipple, yet pushing her middle finger deeper inside past the second knuckle. Twilight wiggled her finger a bit, then moved it in and out, exploring the new depths. Fluttershy had regained her composure, now pressing her own breasts together. Twilight pushed her middle finger as deep as she could, moving it around and drinking in the pleasure she imagined Fluttershy experiencing.
High pitched moans escaped Fluttershy, who was squeezing and pinching her own breasts, her nails digging into the soft flesh as Twilight started to rhythmically fuck her with one finger. They continued, Twilight changing the rhythms with Fluttershy’s moving hips. A wet squelching noise occurred every time Twilight managed to fully insert her finger. Twilight took out her finger and watched Fluttershy open her eyes again.
“Think you want two?” Twilight asked, hoping for a no so she could get a turn. “Or are you ready for a toy?” Twilight also liked the thought of pushing a phallus deep into Fluttershy. Mental images surfaced as Twilight slowly stroked both her and her lover’s pussies.
Fluttershy squeaked slightly, having trouble finding her voice. She stopped trying to talk and got on all fours, taking the larger, smoothly ridged glass dildo of a green hue from the night stand. She sat back on her haunches and stuck the tool in her mouth. She wrapped her soft, full lips around the glass and sucked hard. Fluttershy relaxed her mouth some, opening as wide as she could and stuck the dildo at least six inches. She held back a gag, taking it two inches deeper, staring deep into Twilight’s eyes. Twilight simply watched, awe struck. Fluttershy took it all the way out, keeping the very tip on her lips. She ran her tongue along the head and looked to Twilight, who was touching herself at the sight. Fluttershy took the dildo, getting on all fours and offered it to Twilight. Her ass now pointed directly at Twilight.
The show made Twilight wish she had a penis of her own to fuck Fluttershy’s face. The pussy presented to her made Twilight’s mouth water again, however.
Twilight moved forward and took the tool, placing tip at the pink entrance to pleasure. She tentatively started to insert it. The lips parted, slowly taking the girth. Finally, the head popped in, forcing Fluttershy’s elbows to wobble.
Juices now started to flow in a continuous stream from the hot cunt. Twilight caught some and used it to re-lubricate the shaft of the dildo. Twilight put one hand on the base of the shaft of the dildo and her other on her own wet vag. She put the dildo in slowly, rocking back and forth on it to keep things interesting.
Fluttershy started to pant, hard. Her elbows had long since became exhausted and she put her head into a pillow. Twilight moved closer to Fluttershy’s ass and slowly pumped the tool into her cunt.
She started gently, at first, going a little bit deeper each time. Fluttershy was going crazy, clenching the sheets harder with each push. Twilight started to grind the dildo around, getting a fantastic response. She pushed it in further this time, and again, again and again and again, deeper and deeper each time. Soon, Twilight found a new pressure; it felt as if she reached the cervix.
“How you doing, sexy?” Twilight asked, mopping up some of the juices on the sheet with her tongue. She should have gotten a towel. Or a bowl.
“FUCKING GREAT!” Fluttershy screamed in response. It wasn’t aggressive, but more desperate, pained. Twilight was surprised, but quickly went back to fucking Fluttershy.
The entire length of the dildo, up to the widened base, was engulfed. Twilight grabbed the wide end and pulled, the pressure of Fluttershy’s cunt pushing it out with her. Twilight pushed it back in when just the smooth head remained inside. It was tough to push it in again, so Twilight took the same approach as before, this time pushing and pulling with a slightly quicker rhythm.
The noises the tool made as it pushed aside the walls of Fluttershy’s hot pussy made Twilight squirm with jealousy. She began shoving two fingers inside herself to ease the wait. Oh, Twilight thought, why can’t every night be like this?
With that thought she began to thrust the large dildo harder and deeper. Fluttershy’s ass and shoulders shuddered, her climax immanent. The sounds of her ragged breathing and pleasured moans made Twilight so horny. She retrieved her other hand and played with Fluttershy’s clitoris.
“Oh, OH MY, OH MY FUCKING GAAAWWWD!” Fluttershy was now screaming, her ravaged hole being fucked and massaged at the same time by the ribbed dildo. Juices just started to squirt all over Twilight’s torso and hands. Twilight pushed harder and faster now, with both hands. Twilight pulled the dildo out to the tip and slammed it home, time and time again, making Fluttershy shriek in pleasure over and over.
Finally, she reached her explosive climax. Fluids shot out of her cunt and Fluttershy’s throat was suddenly silent, caught in ecstasy. Fluttershy lost all control of her hips, spasmodically rocking back and forth, cumming for Twilight. More juices shot out which each thrust, the dildo pushing the excess pussy liquid out. Twilight kept going, wanting to create more heaven for the angelic, sexy thing on her knees in front of her.
Twilight’s frenzy was stopped finally by Fluttershy’s hand. “Thanks,” Fluttershy meekly said, regaining her quiet temperment.
Twilight laughed awkwardly at herself, taking the tool out of Fluttershy’s vagina. It was very wet and hot in Twilight’s hands. She decided it was her turn to be sexy. Twilight put the green glass dildo to her lips and looked at Fluttershy, whom had since rolled over to catch her breath.
Twilight sat on her knees and angled the dildo so it pointed straight down at her mouth, catching the dripping fluids in her lips. She savored the taste, licking off the last large drops. Twilight held the juice on her tongue, showing it to her partner. Fluttershy smiled and watched Twilight swirl it around in her mouth before swallowing.
“Can you do me?” Twilight asked, waving the large dildo in the air. “Uh, maybe we can use something a bit... smaller.” Twilight gained a lot of respect for Fluttershy just then. She gave a genuine smile and shared a loving kiss with her partner. The only things Twilight regretted were not seeing Fluttershy’s O face and forcing Fluttershy to exert herself after such an act on her behalf.
They laid together, allowing time recoup after the intense session. “Did it hurt?” Twilight was all too curious of exactly how it felt. She had felt only three things inside her own vagina: her fingers, her personal vibrator, and her old boyfriend back in the College of Magic and High Arts in Canterlot. She missed Amadeus, but the time since his departure had been more or less happy.
Especially tonight.
Fluttershy took a deep breath and exhaled slowly though her nose. “Okay. I’ll be ready in a moment. Just let me go to the bathroom and get a drink.” She gave Twilight a brief but intimate kiss and got out of bed. Twilight sat up as she watched Fluttershy go into the bathroom that was only accessible from the master bedroom.
Twilight rolled over onto her belly and grabbed the secret box. Inside were six more dildos. It was apparent that the largest glass one wouldn’t fit with the others inside. Twilight grabbed the second largest and most appealing one, a dark red vibrator with an anatomically correct shape. It was above average length for a penis, as far as she could tell.
Amadeus came back into her mind, and she missed his strong hands. Most of all, she missed his music. He had a surprisingly wide repertoire of solos and melodies hat he could pull through his trumpet without paper in front of him. She especially loved the slow song in a haunting minor that he played a little sweeter every time.
Twilight shook her head at the way her mind worked. She went from comparing vibrators to a song her ex played for her. How weird was that?
Fluttershy walked back in from the bathroom and spied Twilight, laying ass up on her bed looking at her toys. Twilight craned her neck around, trying her best not to disturb the unintentional view she offered. There they lingered for a moment.
Twilight gave her a smile and rolled onto her back, letting her legs slide open. Fluttershy stood for another moment and drank in the view. Twilight turned her head slightly and raised one eyebrow.
“Oh, just one second!” Fluttershy skipped out to the kitchen. Twilight got up and lazily stooped over the railing; she was really tired from last night. She noticed they had knocked a paining off the wall earlier. As she righted the painting, Twilight heard a clinking noise in the kitchen. She went to investigate, still nude.
Fluttershy was busy in the kitchen with a hot pan and nothing but an apron on. The first grays of dawn were visible through the window near the table. Twilight could see the chicken coop and the edge of the Everfree Forest.
“Oh,” Fluttershy said in a worried tone. “I’m so sorry, Twi, I was just so hungry, I thought I'd put together an extra early breakfast. Want some grandpa eggs and hash browns? Or maybe chorizo and eggs?” Twilight noticed the impressive amount of ingredients laid across the counter space.
“I’d love some. Uh, no need to make anything too complex.” Twilight was starving. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands. She hoped Fluttershy did too, even if she did ingest her body fluids earlier. “Wow, looks like you’re feeding an army.” Twilight walked to the island and watched Fluttershy grate some potatoes, bread in the toaster waiting to be pushed down. They were both nude, minus the apron Fluttershy wore.
Twilight got a drink of water, watching Fluttershy whip together some eggs. “Is there anything I can do?” Twilight asked.
Without pausing in her work, Fluttershy replied, “Uh, I suppose you could set the table and finish grating that potato. Just be extra careful not to cut up your fingers on the grater.” She added the eggs to the pan.
“Sure thing,” Twilight said. She walked to the cupboards next to Fluttershy’s head and magically floated out two plates and two cups. She pecked Fluttershy on the cheek before setting them on the table and grating the last portion of the potato. When she finished, Twilight put the grater in the sink and put the cutting board and potato bits on the counter by the stove.
“Thank you so much, sweetie,” Fluttershy greatfuly said. Her hands were now busy frying up hash browns and a large omelet. “Oh, could you grab the cheddar and grate some of that as well? I mean, if you like cheddar on your omelets.”
“Of course!” Twilight went to the fridge and retrieved a carefully wrapped hunk of sharp cheddar cheese. Now this, thought Twilight, is a good morning. Even if I didn’t finish last night.
The meal was made before Twilight knew it, and they sat across from each other at the table. The very satisfying breakfast consisted of a large egg and cheddar omelet, toast with the center removed and filled with part of a fried egg, crisp hash browns, buttered toast with apple jelly, orange juice and fresh grapefruit halves. The somewhat rugged simplicity didn't seem to fit the shy and dainty Fluttershy, but it was delicious and very filling. Almost no conversation occurred during the meal. Twilight and Fluttershy were busy downing their breakfast with the appetite of pot heads and the haste of hungry lovers.
Twilight, now full, found herself staring at Fluttershy again. She ate every bite Fluttershy served up, and could fit no more in her tummy. Now, she felt safe admiring the curves.
“How was it?” Fluttershy said, breaking Twilight’s daydream.
Twilight stood up and stretched, raising her hands and extending her arms high over her head. “Simply delicious, thank you so much! As much as I want seconds, I couldn't eat another bite.” Twilight let out a yawn and started to collect the dirty dishes.
“Thanks for liking it.” Fluttershy also got up and stretched. Fluttershy had since put her plain purple apron away.
Twilight almost dropped her armful of dishes when Fluttershy bent over and touched her toes, exposing her recently pleasured pink. She carefully placed the plates and glasses and forks in the sink and began to wash the plates. Fluttershy walked over and hugged Twilight from behind, humming softly. She kissed Twilight on the cheek, then on the neck, then the shoulder. Fluttershy’s hands simultaneously massaged Twilight’s stomach and shut off the tap. Twilight raised her head and let Fluttershy kiss and suck on her tender skin.
“Oh, Fluttershy...” Twilight was horny all over again, this time with a full battery after the recharging meal.
At the response, Fluttershy moved one hand up and cupped Twilight’s right breast. Her other moved south, pushing against Twilight’s inner thigh. The sensation made Twilight’s feet spread slightly, forcing her forward onto the edge of the sink for balance.
“C-can I show you something I think y-you’ll really like?” Fluttershy asked in a hurried and stressed voice. Twilight looked back and could manage only a nod.
Hand in hand, they returned to the bedroom. Fluttershy immediately jumped into her closet, closing the door behind her. “One moment!” Twilight could hear from behind the door.
She looked at the clock on the small night stand, it was half past six now. I should be waking up now, Twilight thought.
Fluttershy soon emerged, still wearing nothing. In her hands however, was a latex piece of clothing, it looked to be underwear. What kind of weird fetish-
“I’m n-not sure if you’ll be so into.... this, but please, would you want to try a.... a strap-on?” Fluttershy was blushing, holding one arm behind her back while the other limply held the apparatus. The phallus attached at the crotch was quite large and the same color as Fluttershy’s bright skin.
Twilight was blown back to the bed. “W-well, uh,” she struggled to imagine Fluttershy with it on. Fluttershy with a cock, ramming her just seemed silly. They had only became romantic last night, even if they were very close friends.
“Will you a-at least try it?” Fluttershy asked in a whisper, pointing her fingers together again. Oh, how can I say no to her now? Twilight thought.
Twilight took in a deep breath and readied herself mentally. “Let me see you with it on, first.” That was stupid. She would need to put it on first if she wanted to do me with it.
Fluttershy made and excited squee through her sudden grin and slipped carefully into the tight fit. Her motion made her face away from Twilight. Fluttershy’s tight ass was squeezed even tighter in the latex ass of the strap-on. Twilight bit her bottom lip automatically. Fluttershy turned around and adjusted the garment, it fit her skin tight. From her crotch, the dildo sprouted straight out.
Twilight failed to adequately stifle a snicker at the way it bobbed around when Fluttershy walked and pulled on the latex. They both shared a generous laugh at the situation.
Twilight was still agonizingly horny. Well, she thought, with Fluttershy, it will probably be pretty nice. Twilight sat up on the side of the bed and put her hands, palms down, on the edge. “Looks really...” she paused and put a hand on her upper thigh and spread her leg just the slightest bit. “Really nice.” Twilight was beginning to accept the situation more and more.
Fluttershy held the dildo to stop the comic flailing and slowly walked to the bed and stuck the phallus in front of Twilight’s face. Twilight took it in her hand and licked the tip. It had been cleaned, recently.
She stuck the large head in her mouth. It nearly filled her mouth on it’s own. Twilight spit on the shaft and started to spread the saliva around by jerking it off. It seemed sort of silly, masturbating a bit of rubbery plastic. Silly, but fun, thought Twilight. Butt fun. Twilight gulped away that thought.
“Uh,” Fluttershy interrupted, “I have lube, if that’s what you need.” Fluttershy was blushing deeply, but also wore a humorous grin.
“Wait,” Twilight held the strap-on in her hand and pointed it at her mouth. “I’m having fun.”
Blow jobs really were fun to her, especially the reaction she got from Amadeus during her college days. He would moan and exhale curse words when she sucked his cock. Just thinking of how dirty it was, thinking of the dirty words they said in the heat of things made her extremely horny.
Twilight stuck more of the dildo in, putting her hands on Fluttershy’s ass. She wrapped her lips around the shaft and sucked hard, pulling back. The dildo wasn’t hot like a real dick, and the top layer of skin wasn’t soft on top of the rock hard organ underneath. Still, she fucked it with her mouth, using her tongue to massage the underside. The shape was very close to the real thing.
Fluttershy let her continue the practice session for another minute. Twilight managed to get nearly the entire length into her throat. She was at least a year out of practice, and the new opportunity to suck surprised Twilight at how much she recalled so quickly. Twilight decided to take the length as deep as she could. She fought her gag reflex, managing to get almost the entire length into her throat. The head and shaft pushed against her tongue and the top of her esophagus. Her breath ran out, and she had to push Fluttershy back.
“Way to go,” Fluttershy said in a soft voice, which was overlapped by Twilight’s coughing fit. “A-are you ready? Should I grab the lube?”
Twilight wiped her lips and nodded. She wasn’t sure if she would need it, her pussy was dripping and her saliva still clung to the strap-on. Fluttershy went into the closet and grabbed a bottle of clear liquid and a clear plastic sheet.
“Could you help me with the sheet, Twi?” Twilight didn’t mind the pet name, but the delay was infuriating. Twilight threw off the soft cloth quilt and sheets and hastily fit the plastic on with Fluttershy’s help.
Twilight threw herself onto the new fuck-mat. The rubber sheet stopped her motion instantly with a painful catch of friction. Fluttershy also hopped on the bed, but much more gingerly.
She held the large bottle of baby oil over Twilight’s belly and let a long stream fall on her torso. Twilight massaged herself, first her stomach where the oil landed. Then up to her small and perky breasts, squeezing and pushing them around. She covered her chest completely. Then her hands moved down to her navel and slid to her crotch. The oil combined with her own fluids and pooled between her legs. She writhed in the moment of pleasure she allowed herself before flipping over and letting Fluttershy massage her back. The surface was now very slick.
Fluttershy let more lubricant fall up and down Twilight’s back, sending chills up and down her spine. She flexed and shivered reflexively. Fluttershy closed the bottle and set it aside. Twilight relaxed and laid her head on her arms as Fluttershy’s small hands worked the oil into her skin. The massage felt good, but Twilight was bored. She craned her neck around and tried to watch Fluttershy work. They met eyes, and Twilight tried to give her the “go lower” signal.
Fluttershy seemed to get it and started to massage her ass. Twilight turned her head forward again, but kept her chin pointed as high as she could. Fluttershy began to massage her thighs, then her calves, her arms, Twilight’s body was soon completely coated in slick oil.
Twilight flipped over, slipping badly. She sat up and held Fluttershy to her, kissing her deeply and trying to coat her as well. They furiously swapped spit, breathing hard and tongues wrestling.
Twilight and Fluttershy held each other in a slippery embrace for a short moment before Fluttershy pushed Twilight onto her back. They kept their mouths together, making out with deep passion. Fluttershy moved her hands to Twilight’s breasts and gave the wet mounds a big squeeze. Twilight couldn’t help but break the tongue wrestling session.
Fluttershy grabbed the bottle of lube again, having trouble getting a firm grasp on it. “Open up,” she commanded. Twilight opened her mouth as wide as she could. Fluttershy let a slow stream, almost a drip fall into Twilight’s mouth. She filled Twilight’s mouth nearly halfway before stopping. Twilight sat up and got on all fours, moving to Fluttershy’s fake erection.
Twilight opened her mouth wide again and tilted her head back to not spill any. It tasted rather neutral, with no flavor at all. She spit slowly onto the cock, moving back and forth to coat the entire length. After drooling most of the lube, she held the remaining portion on her tongue and looked up to Fluttershy.
“Want me to fuck your pretty face?” Fluttershy had taken the dominant role, Twilight observed with a renewed enthusiasm. Now we’re fucking!
Twilight simply stuck her tongue out as far as she could and smiled. Fluttershy put one hand on the dildo and the other on Twilight’s head. Twilight stared up as the tip prodded her tongue. Fluttershy then placed the fat head onto the middle of Twilight’s tongue and pushed forward. Twilight looked down and quickly wrapped her lips around the entire head, engulfing nearly two inches.The phallus was really slippery now, and Twilight jerked it off slowly while going deep into her throat.
Twilight only wished the dick belonged to her ex-love so he could share in the raunchy fun. Twilight envisioned Fluttershy’s knees going weak and her breathing becoming ragged. She would grab Twilight’s hair and clench her teeth and fuck her face faster. Curse words would come out with every exhalation, and before long Twilight would force herself back. She would grab the base of the shaft and jerk it as fast as she could and lap the hot head of the dick with her tongue. Before ten seconds were up, a series of long, thick, hot white globs would impact n her face. The cum would pool on her eyelids, dripping all the way to her chin. Some would cling to her bangs and make a real mess of her hair. The next few shots would fall wetly to her cheeks and into her mouth. She imagined the hot, salty taste, the aroma the jizz on her upper lip would shoot to her brain.The last drops would fall to her tits, while the thick, hot cum dripped down from her chin. She would massage the semen into her chest with one hand and catch any dripping cum with her other. Oh my god, I miss real cock so much, Twilight thought.
“Twilight!” Fluttershy finally broke her stupor. She had been rubbing her chest and jerking off Fluttershy without realizing.
Twilight fell onto her back, the wet sheet made a loud slap. Fluttershy had a mildly disturbed face on, and Twilight wanted to explain her actions. She began to open her mouth when Fluttershy slapped her pussy with the strap-on. A sharp combination of pain and pleasure shot up her spine.
Fluttershy grabbed Twilight by the ankles and put them over her shoulders. “What are yo-OOOOH!” Fluttershy forced the head in without warning. The sudden force rocked Twilight, forcing her to go limp in extreme pleasure for a moment. The sudden stimulation was too much for her.
Fluttershy saw the response, taking it as a sign of submission and started to thrust. At first it was gentle. Her hips swayed back and forth with the rhythm of a gentle top spinning, slowly widening it’s radius as it slows and swaying further and further. Fluttershy was soon halfway into Twilight, the dildo pushing the walls of Twilight’s pussy aside. Her
lower lips squeezed tightly around the fake cock. Fluttershy watched as Twilight’s vagina slowly gave more and more ground to her dick.
The penetration felt so good to Twilight. The pushing on her insides was too much to take. She arched her back as the length went further and further into her soft hole. Fluttershy now started to pick up the pace, putting more force into her thrusts. The girth was starting to become painful, stretching out Twilight’s tight pussy.
Twilight’s entire body was covered in slick lubricant. Every thrust made her slide back, making her head eventually smack against the head board in rhythm. Fluttershy noticed long before Twilight did. Her tongue had since flopped out of her mouth in joy.
Fluttershy stopped thrusting and pulled out. She kneeled over Twilight and helped her to get on her own knees. Twilight was still in a bit of a trance, but realized that her partner had laid down on her back, expecting her to ride.
Twilight then straddled Fluttershy, facing her face and lowered herself onto the cock. She gripped the base with one hand to guide it in and spread her pussy with her other. Fluttershy’s breath caught at the sight of Twilight’s spread cunt from behind.
The dildo parted Twilight’s lips once more. Twilight let her weight force the cock up inside of her, the head sliding wetly deeper. Soon, Twilight had her entire mass supported by Fluttershy’s dick. The tip was pressing against her cervix; this was the deepest anything had ever penetrated her before.
Twilight let out a high, loud moan at the sensation of Fluttershy slowly and forcefully thrusting upwards. The head pressed harder against her cervix, but could not quite penetrate. Twilight’s moan turned into a crazed scream of pleasure and pain.
Fluttershy let her hips fall and immediately thrust again. She repeated again, and again Twilight could not hope to stifle her screams. Fluttershy continued faster and faster, the wet flesh of Twilight's thighs smacked into Fluttershy's thick thighs. Sweat combined with the lube on their skin, making it even more slick.
The pleasure was quickly escalating in Twilight’s aching vagina. Her walls squeezed tightly around the cock with every thrust in a series of orgasmic squirts. Twilight slammed down onto Fluttershy in rhythm, which was becoming more and more violent. Twilight cried out at every thrust now.
Twilight was now sucking air and fucking with all her might. Her mind went blank and the pain transformed into ecstasy. She absolutely fucking loved getting pounded like this. The rhythm picked up to a spastic presto and Twilight could do nothing but spread her legs as wide as she could to get her cunt lower.
Fluttershy suddenly pulled out and got on her knees. Twilight looked back in expectant disappointment at the pause. Fluttershy pulled Twilight’s ass up to get her to stand on all fours.
Fluttershy quickly penetrated again, fucking Twilight doggy-style. She thrusted deeper and faster, again slamming into Twilight’s cervix from behind.
Twilight's mouth hung wide open, her tongue and hair flapping about wildly. Fluttershy saw she was going to climax any second and grabbed Twilight’s hair. Twilight let her head get pulled up and craned her neck while arching her back. Twilight’s ravaged pussy was getting fucked faster and deeper than before, making her drool from both pairs of lips. She was ready to explode. Fluttershy kept the pace up and pushed her finger into Twilight’s anus.
Twilight came instantly. Her knees and elbows collapsed, her asshole and pussy shuddered, along with her spine, in orgasm. Fluids shot out of her cunt, coating Fluttershy’s knees and rubber sheet. After a solid dozen seconds of trembling climax, Twilight laid limp on the sheet and panted heavily.
The spectacle made Fluttershy blush heavily. Her bed was covered in lube and sex fluids. The stench of dirty fucking choked the air. Not to mention her filthy finger, or the rest of her skin, for that matter. Twilight simply lay on her chest, twitching every several seconds.
* * *
Twilight fell into a coma after the session. She awoke in Fluttershy’s dry and soft bed, feeling thirsty and very, very sore. The light filtering in from the window was a deep orange, that of dusk. What the fuck happened? she thought, struggling to sit up. Her body ached and her teeth felt like putty.
She glanced to the clock. It read 6:48 P.M. It had either been twelve hours since they began, or thirty six. That was the best. She glanced again to the night stand and noticed a slip of paper. It read:
Twilight,
I had so much fun today! When you wake, up, drink some more water. You need some fluids in you. I left you dinner in the fridge. I’ll be back before sunset. I left a joint downstairs on the counter by the toaster, if you want a smoke! I am going to run some errands and do some grocery shopping. Thanks so much for everything. I will return sometime between 8 and 9, depending on how long my spa visit with Rarity lasts. Don’t worry, our secret will remain ours. Please stick around my place and rest some, I think we may have gotten too rough last night.
-I love you XOXO
Fluttershy
She dotted her exclamation marks with hearts. Twilight sighed and lay back down. Fluttershy was so... so kind. She hugged the sheets closer to herself, they were dry. She was sticky. Twilight found no comfortable position and her vagina was sore. She got up and went to the bathroom and examined herself.
Her nipples had tiny bite marks on them. Her vagina walls were widened a bit and her lips were no longer the inviting soft lips they once were. They were flimsy pink flaps with tan folds on the outside, not soft, round hills surrounding her holy valley. Twilight hoped they would heal and become taut and sexy again soon.
Twilight’s eyes looked tired. Her face looked happy but exhausted in the mirror. She relieved herself and washed her hands and face with fragrant, light soap.
She ventured downstairs, wearing her Pantera shirt and found a glass and a jug of filtered water in the fridge. She retrieved some spaghetti in a tub, put it in the microwave and pushed the minute button.
There was a joint on the counter, but it looked badly made. It was lumpy and had a few small holes.
Twilight sat on the counter, reeling in the sex she had. Was Fluttershy always a lesbian? If anyone, she thought, Rainbow Dash, sporting the visible light spectrum on her hair, would be the advocate for the gay community. Yet she had a boyfriend, and condoms in her purse. And why did Fluttershy have so many toys, especially a strap on? She must be into girls, Twilight concluded. Fortunate for me, I suppose. But with whom did she play with?
She closed her eyes and listened to the microwave hum. She recalled the taste of Fluttershy’s pussy. Honestly, it was quite revolting. But in the moment, in the sheer passion and the passion it brought forth, the taste was delicious.
She relived the scene. Twilight had her finger deep inside Fluttershy. The hot, wet walls giving way to her finger. It was soft, living tissue she had massaged from the inside, and it was fantastic. It wasn’t the same when she was inside herself. It was boring, then. She didn’t get the joy of another’s twitches and moans, the feeling of generously controlling someone’s reproductive organ. Twilight loved the power she felt when she made Fluttershy scream and gasp in pleasure.
The microwave beeped. Twilight retrieved her dinner and let it cool for a moment to grab her lighter from her purse which lay on the counter nearby.
She hopped down and got out her bag of weed and her tiny one-hitter pipe that looked like a normal cigarette. Twilight placed them next to each other in a neat pattern on the counter. The joint Fluttershy made was terrible, really. Twilight didn’t have much skill herself, but she did have magic.
She broke the paper open inside the bag, spilling its contents. She had roughly ten good size bowls left, she figured. Easily thirty or forty with her little pipe.
Twilight loaded the metal cigarette and took a slow drag. It was rough, but really strong. She felt her face muscles get hit with a wave of relaxation, which slowly spread to her entire body.
She exhaled and picked up her plate. It was delicious. Fluttershy was a skilled chef. The sauce was flavorful, yet meatless. Chunks of tomatoes and tiny bits of onions gave it flavor and texture beyond that of shit from a can.
Twilight finished her meal and washed her plate. She took two more hits and packed up her things. She felt pretty good, but very tired. Twilight ascended the stairs and went back to the bathroom. She tossed her shirt into the bedroom and turned on the bathwater.
Twilight lowered herself in when the tub finally filled. The old-fashion design wasn’t just for taste, it was definitely as old as it looked, even if it was clean. It didn’t matter to Twilight at all, she just needed to scrub off last night.
Fluttershy had a modest selection of body washes and shampoos. Twilight took her time washing up, taking special care for her sore portion.
She emerged from the tub some time later, squeaky clean. Her vagina was still quite sore, but had seemed to look quite a bit better. Her asshole felt untouched, as it should be. Twilight stood still for only one second at the remembrance of the precise moment orgasm came. She toweled off and crawled into the warm bed, nice and toasty. Fluttershy had, obviously, replaced the wet rubber sheet with the regular quilt, so soft and warm.
Twilight noticed that there was a spot that wasn’t damp, but still not quite dry. She smiled, remembering the night with much content and quickly found restful sleep.
End of chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 2
“Where were you, Twilight?” Spike asked. “I found your note, but why were you with Fluttershy all day?”
Twilight had just returned home at Spike’s bed time. She wore her dark T-shirt and her sweat pants from earlier, and carried her small purse with her. Fluttershy was back at her cottage, likely attending to her own chores.
“I’d rather not admit this,” Twilight started, ”but Fluttershy and I had a bit too much to drink at Pinkie Pie’s party. Or, I should say Rainbow Dash’s party. It would be sort of awkward to stay here, so I grabbed a change of clothes and headed over to her place for the night.”
She made her way to the kitchen to inspect Spike’s daily chores. All looked well enough here, except there were a few unwashed dishes. I’ll let it slide, she thought. It’s not like he’s a little baby, he’s almost thirteen! Soon, he’ll be worrying about bigger, earlier developing girls and the tall boys they would snicker about. Oh, thought Twilight, I don’t envy prepubescent boys.
“Okay, Spike.” Twilight walked back into the foyer. “You did a very nice job of keeping this place in order while I was gone, and I apologize for leaving you alone for that long with no notice.” Spike had an understanding, yet calculating look. “You gained a lot of trust from me today.” She bent down and gave him a big love hug.
“Thanks, Twilight,” he said through squished cheeks.
Twilight let him go. “It’s almost time for bed. Go ahead and pick out a story, and I’ll bring you a snack and something to wash it down.”
“Okay! I think I saw a good one earlier when I was dusting...” Spike’s voice trailed off as he ascended the stairs.
Twilight got a few chocolate chip cookies from the top shelf and a glass of milk. He may almost be a teenager, she thought, suppressing the awful thoughts of what was to come, but he’s still my little Spike.
Twilight read three chapters of a thriller novel, a rather adult one. It was the story of a spy and his mission: infiltrate Manehatten, find the secrets of when and where the Allied forces at Torbuck where stationed, what number, how many tanks, how much supplies and reinforcements they had, movements, plans, etc. and relay them to the Axis command. The story’s first chapter featured a bloody knife murder, and Twilight censored none of it. She was completely honest with Spike, and she expected him to not withhold any truths in return. Honesty was a virtue, after all.
Spike objected at stopping after fifty pages, his milk long gone. Twilight simply held her hand up
“Goodnight Spike, I love you.” She kissed his forehead and tucked him in.
“Night, Twilight, love you too.” He seemed slightly huffy, but could not resist Twilight’s motherly demand.
She flicked off the light and headed for the bathroom. Twilight brushed her teeth and readied for bed. She fondly remembered back only a few hours, as she laid in bed. She was not very sleepy, now.
Twilight had enjoyed a nice nap after her bath, and an even nicer awakening. She awoke, somewhat refreshed, to Fluttershy’s large, soft breasts pressed into her back.
They cuddled and fondled each other for an hour or so. They chatted about Fluttershy’s day.
She had gone with Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie on a nature hike through the Everfree Forest. Besides a brief encounter with some bats, nothing too eventful or dangerous occurred. That was followed by a luxurious afternoon with Rarity at the spa, where she was pampered, to a lesser degree than Rarity, for hours. Aloe and Lotus offered some sort of “special, all inclusive” package to the two of them. Rarity had dismissed it quickly, although it did seem somewhat suspect to Fluttershy. It seemed even more suspect to Twilight Sparkle.
The pleasant sensations and sounds now swirled around in Twilight’s head as she struggled to find sleep. She ached for more. Hopefully, she thought as she laid in her bed, Fluttershy will come and visit me sometime soon. I don’t need that strap-on again, but I do need something. Twilight rolled over. Someone.
She moaned into her pillow and got up. Twilight had been single since she arrived in town a year ago, and last night was a very unexpected release of pent up needs. Was it more than rutting? she asked herself. It felt so, so different than it had been with Amadeus. Yet, she thought, so similar.
It’s the exact opposite, she thought. Twilight plugged in her vaporizer and ventured downstairs for a drink of water.
First off, Amadeus and Twilight had taken months to finally date, and another two to lose her virginity. Amadeus loved to play her pussy like a violin. Or a trumpet, she thought with a smirk. Twilight ascended the stairs, cup of water in hand.
Fluttershy, on the other hand, was completely incompetent, more or less, on how to please a woman. Her personality, Fluttershy herself was the embodiment of all things cute and beautiful. She was so innocent and perfect it was unbelievable!
Twilight loved her for it, but it was so much different than what she had experienced with Amadeus. He loved brutal movies, violent video games, thrash metal, hard core hip-hop and gangster rap. He was a fucking drug dealer! He was dangerous, he was bad, he was a genius. Amadeus was intelligent, strong, emotion filled and hate fueled.
Twilight loaded and took a drag on the vaporizer, the effects lightening her body almost instantly.
She laid back on the floor and moaned again. Why am I so unhappy? she thought. As she felt her soft shirt against her stomach, a smile crept onto her face. The weed made her clean cotton top feel like a thin cloud floating on her belly. Stranger thoughts and images soon crept into her mind on a train conducted by THC.
She sat up and took a few more hits, making sure the vapor made its way out the window. Twilight laid back down, now on the express track to weird and exciting thoughts.
Twilight giggled and moved her hand to her breast as the THChoo-choo stopped at the “Amadeus’ funny sayings” station. He cracked her up every visit she made. Always, he had some stupid joke or hilarious story, every time accompanied by a funny face or ridiculous gesture.
Giggling, she closed her eyes and indulged in a fantasy. Amadeus was here, in her room. He was taking a drag on the vaporizer, sitting criss-cross-applesauce next to her. Twilight grabbed the vaporizer and felt around for the hose, her eyes were still closed. She found it and felt along the length like an escape rope in a black cave. Soon she found the end, in Amadeus’ mouth. He was still inhaling, his music-trained lungs had amazing capacity.
She sat up, still holding the pipe in his mouth. Amadeus opened his mouth wide, his chest resembling a balloon. He leaned back and held his hit in with all his might. They sat, waiting for either an exhalation, a blacking out, or an explosion. Twilight counted in her head. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...... 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30-
Amadeus let out an enormous hit with the force of a hurricane, coughing loudly. Twilight was impressed, and slapped his bare back in mock assistance. He gave her a “are you fucking kidding me?” stare after he could breath, looking right into her eyes. She didn’t attempt to make a straight face.
Twilight stared him down with a dopey smile. Amadeus broke eye contact, not moving any muscles except his left arm, handing Twilight the mouthpiece. Twilight took it without looking and sucked deeply, gazing into his eyes.
His brow tensed and his mouth made a twisted, restrained smile. Twilight was also holding back a laugh. She lost, unleashing the vapor into his face, and they both broke out into a short fit of laughter. His deep voice was betrayed by his high-pitched chuckle. Twilight sat on her knees in front of Amadeus and simply looked at his toned chest, his big forearms, imagining his strong hands holding and squeezing her in the all the right places. Her gaze drifted to the trail of dark hair that pointed to the button on his jeans.
Twilight leaned forward and got on her hands and knees, perpendicular to Amadeus, keeping the vape between them. She could nearly feel Amadeus work her over with his eyes. Twilight arched her back and threw her long, dark purple hair over her shoulder. She stretched her arms and upper body by leaning back, sticking her ass up. Twilight rocked forward and stretched her legs, like a cat. She stood on her hands and extended her elbows and craned her neck to look at her ass. It looked tight and full in her red short shorts.
Twilight then rolled onto her back, and Amadeus moved over her, standing on his elbows. Twilight smiled wide and looked up into his friendly face. He moved slightly closer, his smile fading only slightly. She didn’t move, only waited. Amadeus was moving as slow as possible. Twilight moved her hand to his cheek, and he moved at her pace, which was only a bit faster.
Twilight closed her eyes as his lips came close to their destination. She puckered and pulled his face home.
Nothing.
She felt nothing but the hazy air of her room. She opened her eyes and frowned. Amadeus wasn’t here, Fluttershy wasn’t here, Rarity’s tight ass wasn’t here, Applejack’s great tits weren’t here, not a fucking soul was in her room to relieve her painful loneliness.
Twilight moaned again. She put the vaporizer away and grabbed her secret Pringles can. She threw herself on the bed and opened the lid, tilted it and caught her little vibrator in her free hand. Another night, she thought. Alone.
I’m tired of being single. Her head fell heavily on the pillow, and she played with her toy in the air. It was pretty average, a dark blue, slick vibrator she knew all too well. Twilight sighed heavily and licked along the length of it. She proceeded to suck it just like a cock, pursing her lips around the tip and moving her tongue across the top and bottom of the tip in a circular motion. Twilight always started like this.
Before she knew it, Twilight had made herself hot again. Despite her vigorous romp with Fluttershy, she hungered for more. Twilight crawled under the covers and let her hands find pleasure.
Twilight parted her lips with one hand and pressed the vibrator, on a low setting, into her exposed pink. She moved the tip up and down, stopping on her clit and pressing down each time. She continued for a moment or two before prodding and penetrating her own pink hole.
Twilight’s breath was now ragged, her chest shuddering with each breath. She was nearing her peak quickly tonight. She dialed the knob on the base up to ten and thrusted it insider faster and deeper each time.
Fluids coated her inner thighs, her pussy squirted a small amount with each penetration. The dildo soon became trapped inside her, vibrating wildly, churning her vaginal walls. Twilight tried to fish it out. She just ended up sticking fingers into her cunt and pushing the tool harder against her g-spot.
“Ah, ah, ooah, OOah,” Twilight moaned, her pleasure was escalating with each short, rhythmless breath. “Oh, gah, shoah, Oooh, ah Ah, AAhh, AAOOooh, Oh, my fuck. OH, OOOAAH, AAAAH, AAH! AH! AAAAAAA-”
Twilight came. Hard. Her pussy flexed in intense pleasure, which was still escalated by the vibrator going nuts inside her.
Her cunt squirted the vibrator out during her climax, careening off her hand and rolling to the wooden foot board. She didn’t hear it rattle against the hard wood. Twilight went limp in triumphant post-climax fatigue and was unable to to hear or feel it for several seconds.
The loud percussion of her toy against the foot of the bed finally rang through her ears. Twilight immediately sat up and retrieved the slick, vibrating tool and fumbled at the moving dial on the base. The clock read midnight, and Twilight found a sleep free of nagging thoughts.
* * *
The white marble stairs of the palace seemed endless. The troop marched in perfect synchronization to the open palace gates. The blue and gold uniforms were perfect, their instruments polished and shining in the bright midday sun. Together, they played the famous royal march, which reached a scheduled fanfare of a finale as the marching band entered the foyer of the royal palace. The music was flawlessly in tune and void of wrong notes, only the best of the best in Her Own.
The band stopped in the center of the large hall, flanked by wealthy citizens and overlooked by the princesses themselves.
“BAND tenHUT!” The band moved their instruments away from their faces, the percussionists put their sticks down with one large clack, all in perfect time. “BAND, ATease!”
Their feet moved to shoulder-width, also in time. The drum major about faced and saluted the royal twins, then took off his hat and bowed.
The crowd gave a reserved, yet impressed applause. The show was perfect.
“Thank you, Major,” princess Celestia said. “It is our pleasure to have the Equestrian Naval Symphonic Band to appear for a concert. Please, have your band proceed to the main hall and set up for tonight.”
”Yes, Princess, right away, Princess. Thank you, Princess,” The major replied. “It is our honor and privilege to show our talents and hard work to the leader of our glorious nation.”
With that, he turned to face the band. Not a soul moved. “BAND tennnHUT!” The band clicked their heels together and straightened their posture. “FORward MARCH” He blew his whistle four times in time and the band moved on the inaudible fifth tweet.
They moved in a staggered pattern until they all went two by two through the corridor joining the entry and the main hall, the same hall in which the annual Grand Galloping Gala was hosted.
It was noon, and there were five hours of downtime before he even had to be accounted for. He packed up his trumpet near the stage. Another group of movers had retrieved music stands and instrument cases from the bus already, and there was a small zoo around the pile of cases. The day was hot, but he had some tax-payer money and the MU planned to spend it.
Every member of the band had changed from the stuffy marching uniforms to their military ones, digital blue and gray camouflage.
After a bit of checking and rounding up, the smaller jazz band walked down the royal steps to the city. The sights were amazing. The busy people walked slowly with their fancy suits and noses held high. Lurking urchins murked in alleys and gutters, traffic sped and shops had customers flowing in and out at a near constant rate. The sight of fourteen uniformed men and women walking ten blocks to a night club stopped at least one mugging, in broad daylight. The capitol was renown for scum and crime, despite its central policing and governing status.
The band soon reached The Smoking Salmon, an oddly named club that was famous for its history of performers that got their break soon after playing there.The club was closed, now, but all the jazz band wanted to do was find their way. The lead trumpet player cupped his hands around his eyes and leaned against the glass to look inside. He couldn't see anything.
The group split up and toured the city at their own pace. One sub-group went to the shopping district, another to a good restaurant, and the last and smallest one found word that a roller derby was going to start, so they found the stadium.
Less than an hour later, it started, and their uniforms got them good, not great seats and a free round. Uniformed people were generally respected. But in Canterlot, they were knights returning from conquest.
The entire spectacle was somewhat vulgar, but quite thrilling. Burly women raced around the oval track, throwing elbows and hips the entire time. They reached frightening speeds, and sometimes a gnarly collision involving tangled limbs brought speeding racers to the track. It was brutal, and he loved it.
This shit, he thought, is thoroughly good.
As time passed and the different races progressed, some team based, some solo, he continually tapped on his knee with his first three fingers on his right hand. The soloist was imagining the bright stage lights in Canterlot Castle Hall. The prospect of performing was far from new to him, but still as invigorating as his first solo in high school, which he fumbled harshly.
He imagined his German-made Cannonball to his face, the cadenza blazing forth in free time. His notes would be piercing and uplifting. The song would be remembered, his name would strike some impact in the audience and would cement upon the young and aspiring trumpeters in the audience. The next song, it had another solo. This one was flowing, melodic, and it too would be per-
“And now,” bellowed the PA, ”the final race, the event of the season ladies and gentlemen! The New Stalliongrad Spartans will race against your Canterlot Saints!” The crowd went nuts as the red Spartans skated out to meet the opposing purple-clad Saints.
Amadeus spied the clock, it was 3:00 P.M. on the dot. The fifty-lap race would not last long. He and the rest of his band would have plenty of time. If only, he thought, I could smoke a bowl. Just one hit, that would make this-no. No, he reconfirmed himself. The navy definitely frowns upon smoking weed. He had a urine analysis just a week ago. He assumed he passed, he had no reason to fail. The last time he smoked was over a year ago in college. With Twilight. Sadness seeped into the edges of his heart at that thought.
The race went underway, and before the first lap was completed three women were tangled up and on the floor. The final race had quite a few more collisions and fights, but it was over before Amadeus knew it. The Saints won by a nose, a cute girl with orange hair managed to beat out another with a deep red colored, close-cropped hairdo.
This sport was his new favorite. Aside from the short shorts, the tight buns in them, cat fights, screams, palatable hatred, violence and occasional blood spatter, the entire sport was metal as fuck.
The screaming women on the court during the event were now heading back into the locker room, bruised and sweaty. Amadeus would give anything for a pass at the fit women. Nah, he thought. They’re probably mostly lesbians anyway. In a big group shower. Sore and in need of a wet massage...
The clock read 4:03, it was time to return to the castle hall and get ready. The group got up together, the lead trumpet, guitarist, bass player and third trombone. Amadeus managed to easily conceal his erection in the baggy cargo pants, despite it’s manly size. The walk back was short, they returned within half an hour of leaving.
“Good luck dude,” Axe, the bass player said to Amadeus.
“Yeah, kill that shit.” The guitar player, Six String, slugged him on the arm. He and Axe were also in a platoon metal band, Babylon in Flames. They were good. Very good.
Amadeus rubbed his bicep in mock pain. “Well,” he started in a sarcastic whine, “NOW I’ll play like shit! I use that arm! For... holding my trumpet!”
Six String put on his sunglasses and walked backwards, flipping a double deuce. Such was the humor among the group.
Amadeus found his navy blue tux with gold stitching in the dressing room. He milled around backstage for nearly half an hour, tuning with other trumpets and practicing the tough licks he had perfected.
Amadeus watched Officer Blue Metal walk into the dressing room and stopped playing. He had over warmed-up before.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,” he bellowed in his commanding voice. ‘TONIGHT,” he paused to let everyone know it was time to shut it. “We perform the first concert on our tour of Equestria. I want a flawless performance, and I know it’s in you, in me, in all of us to make that happen. I want this audience to leave tonight and want to buy bonds and send their children into the armed forces. DO YOU GET ME?”
“SIR YES SIR!” the band replied. That was his stupid signature.
“Then let’s put on a concert!”
And they did just that. The band filed out onto the stage, the conductor hid on the side behind the curtain, as was custom, until he was announced.
They played the first song without a hitch. The next song, the trumpet feature, was beautifully astonishing. The lengthy cadenza that Amadeus threw into the audience was unaccompanied by the band, and his solo sound above the silence gave him the highest exhilaration.
The songs progressed until the final piece. Before they continued, major Blue Metal gave a prompt speech, allowing every player’s chops to rest. The shtick was the same every conductor gave an audience towards the end of a performance. We’ve worked hard, blah blah, the time and effort these musicians have yadda yadda they’ve impressed me and made a mark on me for the rest of my life stuff. Amadeus had heard it since middle school, except it had become a bit more believable once he’d joined the navy.
He pushed all thoughts not related to fine playing or breathing, which is an important aspect of playing a wind instrument, aside for now. The last piece, four movements and three solos, was the most taxing one. The royal march was regal and elegant, triumphant and full. Amadeus almost lost an entrance when he lost himself in a particularly beautiful clarinet solo.
The final movement arrived, and Amadeus was unsure if his jaw could hold the high notes he read in front of him. Somehow, some way he willed his mouth to push air at the right speeds and his lips to hold out.
Tonight was it. The impossible perfect performance. He stood with the band, facing the standing ovation and recalled each song. He could remember only one chipped note. Only one, and that was in the final movement. Only one, it wasn’t perfect. 99.99999%, not 100%.
Fuck.
The standing ovation was thunderous, and the entire group felt the pride of a great performance. Yes, they had worked hard, and yes, they were great performers. The band exuded copious amounts of talent and discipline. Amadeus had never been in such a fine ensemble, and had certainly never had the privilege of unofficially leading one. It was new, glorious territory.
The group headed back into the dressing rooms, getting ready for final roll call and a short bus ride to the hotel. “AMADEUS!” hailed Blue Metal. “Seems we’ve got a pair of impressed princesses! This is for you.”
Amadeus set down his case and suit jacket to take a large bouquet of purple and pink roses. The hue was... wasn’t a coincidence. An envelope nestled in the bunch. It simply read “Amadeus”.
He took it and opened it. Inside was royal stationery, bordered with shiny gold lines, the message itself was penned by a skilled hand. It read:
Dear MU3 Amadeus Hummel,
I would like to personally congratulate you on an astonishing performance. You and the entire Navy Symphonic Band should feel honored and proud of your abilities shown in what you have all accomplishment tonight.
I write to you upon my elder sister’s and my own behalf. You are being hailed to an after performance celebration with your princess. This is an order. You are under penalty of court marshall and exile should you choose to refuse. Please make your way to the royal garden, accessible via the grand hall you performed in. We shall await you on the castle green, with many of the audience members for wine, hor d'oeuvres and the like. I have one very impressed lady that would like to see you.
Have no fear, however. You may expect a quiet night of luxury and conversation is all . You will spend your night in the ambassador suite adjacent to the section of the castle that houses my own personal bed chambers.
I have inferred that travel by bus, train or plane across the nation must become very cramped and stressful. One would surely enjoy a night of tranquility and relaxation.
Your endearing princess,
Princess Luna
"What’s it say?"
"Who’s it from?"
"The princess?!"
"THAT’S his last name?!"
"Can I come?"
Lucky bastard, shit head, brown noser, nepotism is what it is.... Thousands of questions and comments flooded Amadeus before he could read past court marshal;.
“BAND, AT EASE!” Blue Metal actually had to use magic to amplify his voice, but it was effective. “Get your ass moving, sailor! Princesses are NOT to be kept waiting. Report by 1000 hours tomorrow, or come back with a royal bra.”
“Wha-SIR, YES SIR!” Amadeus shouted and saluted. Amadeus hated his CO for the final remark, yet hoped just that would be in his future. He quickly pulled his jacket on, grabbed his suspect roses and trumpet case.
The hall was clear, save a handful of hoverers and stage hands moving chairs and stands. Amadeus could see the lawn through the giant windows and found the door that led out.
He made his way out and down the stairs to the lawn, followed the patch to the center of the party and refused some mushrooms on green crackers. Celestia towered over several guests as they conversed, and Luna was not in that pod. Amadeus decided to approach anyway. Where one princess is, the twin is most likely nearby.
As he approached, all but one elderly gentleman ceased conversing. He realized he was disturbing a new silence and stopped talking soon enough.
“Ah, the newest virtuoso to grace the Grand Hall of Canterlot,” Celestia stated. “Amadeus, is it not?”
“It is, your highness,” he replied with a humble bow. This was the closest he had ever been to the high ruler of his nation. Celestia’s strapless, dark red gown fit her perfectly. Her wide, sexy hips and curvy waist were accented, definitely drawing attention from her cleavage. Amadeus was unsure if the effect her gown brought on was intentional.
“I believe your business is with Luna, my younger sister. She’s sure to be nearb-”
“Amadeus!” Luna interrupted, walking over from the direction of the large fountain. “So nice of you to come so quickly!” She was, like her older sister, wearing a gorgeous dress that showed off her femininity. Luna, however was a head shorter than Celestia, and at least one cup size smaller. Amadeus found her slim figure very attractive, especially in her blue and black dress. “If you would please excuse us, sister. Citizens. We’ve a tour planned for our esteemed guest and it is to go underway immediately.”
Stunned, Amadeus was led by the sleeve around the castle wall to a door that looked underused. He could no longer see the other guests from here, he could see no one else. Thoughts of what was to come in unknown places within the castle flooded his brain. They stopped, and princess Luna looked him straight in the eye.
“What awaits you behind this door may shock you.” She moved one hand to the latch. “We need your word, promise us you won’t run or yell.” Luna’s face was serious, yet had traces of joy. This could never be the face of a super villain, or villainess?, Amadeus thought.
“O-of course, my lady.” He received a stern look.
“Call us Luna,” she said. “‘Your lady awaits inside.” Luna pulled the heavy wooden door open in one jolt with quite some effort. Inside was pitch blackness, save for the square of stone floor illuminated by the moon. Amadeus took a glance back to the bright circle in the sky. It was indeed full.
“Walk.”
Amadeus slowly proceeded inside, small step after step. He could scarcely see a spiraling staircase leading upwards. That’s a relief, he thought. The dungeon isn’t likely to be up from ground level.
Luna slammed the wooden door closed behind her, eliminating any visibility. Amadeus was now completely blind.
Behind him he heard a spark and sizzle of magic. Luna put an orb of magical light upon the palm of her hand and the light shone brightly in the darkness. Amadeus, unfortunately, was staring right at Luna when she cast the spell, once more blinding him.
They moved single file up several flights of stairs. No markings on the wall, save for empty iron fixtures for torches were present to be a guide of how many stories they ascended. It seemed like dozens. Boot camp and physical training made it less of a chore and more of a menial task for Amadeus, despite his trumpet weighing down his left arm. Luna’s slender figure moved without fatigue behind him.
Where are we going? he thought. What did she mean my lady? Will I really get a royal bra? He couldn’t hold in a chuckle.
“Stop.” Amadeus immediately halted his feet and almost fell. The fear of god was inside Amadeus now, and he was afraid Luna somehow read his thoughts. “Pull that.”
Amadeus followed Luna’s finger to a chain on the wall. He gave it a hard pull and it came down about a meter with his hand. Nothing moved or made a noise besides him and the chain.
“Slowly let it back up,” Luna said with a wide smile.
Amadeus let the chain rise, putting a little less resistance on it. The wall immediately in front of Luna rotated inward, showing a secret secret passage.
She let out a little squee of excitement, her face was filled with a wide, ecstatic grin. “Come on!” She said in a high, anxious voice. Now she’s a god damn school girl, Amadeus thought.
He followed her into the small hallway. Luna put her hand on a lever mounted on the wall. “Oh, you’re in for a huuuge surprise.”
Amadeus was once again afraid. Luna yanked on the lever, and a wooden wall in front of them slid forwards and then to the left.
On the other side was a large, well lit room that looked much like parts of the castle he had already seen. The large room was very impressive. Dark blue walls had very large, decorative stained glass windows.
“Come,” she said. They both walked into the room, and Amadeus drank in the decor and design. The room was long, bookshelves and a section dedicated to reading sat in the front towards the large door. A gauntlet of shelves filled with reading material led to the other end. The stained glass, he could now see, were transparent murals. One depicted a picture that looked like the yin and yang symbol, but it was blue and yellow to signify day and night. Another was of the elements of harmony, vanquishing Nightmare Moon. A third was similar, but instead of Celestia, it portrayed six females fighting with their elements. He could easily recognize the woman in the center of the other five as Twilight Sparkle. The fourth and last was of a fallen Nightmare Moon, only it was not her. It was Luna, slumped with closed eyes in her sister’s arms.
“Welcome, welcome, make yourself at home in our humble quarters.” She was obviously being facetious. Luna slowly sauntered over to her bed, and Amadeus hungrily watched her hips sway in her tight dress. The high way she carried herself was... was something else. Amadeus was humbled and aroused.
His feet moved on their own. He noticed when his head bobbed up and down when he was trying to stare. Amadeus shook his head hard to regain his control. No, he thought. Even touching a princess could get my head chopped off. He took a better look around the bedroom.
The rounded end with the stained-glass windows took up most of the room, and in the center was a very large canopy bed. It was upon a slightly raised platform and a wall obscured the quarter that was facing the door. Amadeus could just see the far post from where he stood near the bookcase on the right side of the room. The four posts held opaque deep navy blue drapes, completely concealing what was inside. Large dressers, presumably filled with fancy dresses and such, stood between the windows. They looked to be a dark maroon color, just like the bed itself. Mahogany?
Luna stopped at her bed and placed a hand on the post nearest the bookcase they emerged from. A blue aura surrounded her other hand, and she pushed the book case closed behind him with her magic.
“At last, we are alone with the most capable man in Equestria.” Luna said in a sultry voice. If she was gone for one thousand years, Amadeus thought, the first thing she would want is dick. It had been a year since then, so she probably had some servant or man whore take care of that the first chance she got.
She went to a small cupboard near the foot of her enormous bed. She retrieved two glasses and motioned for Amadeus to approach. He set his trumpet case and the bunch of roses on an end table and strode over to Luna, accepting a glass of brandy.
They moved into the library section of the bedroom and sat on the opposite sofas. Luna took care to keep her legs together, like a princess should.
“So, Amadeus. Tell us about yourself. About your home, where are you from?” Luna turned her head and took a sip.
Amadeus blinked once and started. “I picked up the trumpet in elementary school outside Detrot. My school was in a pretty bad part of town, and I learned a basic destruction spell from my mother when I was five to defend myself. It was a basic lightning bolt spell, and I probably could never kill someone with it unless they had heart problems. Anyway,” he took a drink and a breath. “She was killed in a mugging when I was seven. She killed two of her attackers, though. She was tough, lived there her whole life.” He paused and took another drink.
“Well, my father and I got by, he sold used cars and I swept shops after school, or whatever odd jobs I could do to get enough to eat. He spent his wage on rent and blow. He also liked expensive whores.” Amadeus felt his throat catch in anger, so he took another drink to wash it away. The brandy burned bad, but he took it. “That fucking piece of-excuse me.” Amadeus took another breath, a nearly tangible silence lingered.
“Do you want me to continue?” Amadeus said, reserved.
Luna looked fascinated and empathetic. “Oh, we wouldn’t want to ruin the evening with bad memories. We would love to hear so much more, but this must be difficult.”
“If you wouldn’t mind, Luna,” Amadeus looked through hateful memories into her eyes. “I would like to change the subject. Can I call you Luna?” He stood, set his drink next to is trumpet and began to remove his jacket, Amadeus was hot all of a sudden.
“Of course. Allow us.” Luna took his dress jacket and floated it out to a coat rack near the door.
Luna walked across the room to her bed stood in front of it, concealed to where Amadeus sat. She returned with the bottle of brandy, very old and very expensive, and sat down on the same sofa as Amadeus. “Well,” she said, topping their glasses off with a small splash each. “There is not much to tell about us. For one thousand years, our spiteful side dominated our being and we do not remember a thing.” Luna moved in her seat to look into Amadeus’ eyes. They were engaging and greenish teal. He could easily imagine them looking up from his waist.
“If I may,” Amadeus started. “I would like to ask you a personal question.”
Luna scoffed.”Is that not the reason we have brought you here? For personal questions? We feel as if we are some sort of high, almighty princess one cannot simply approach.”
Amadeus was not sure how to respond. He winged it. “Well, Luna, I will ask you outright.” He paused to collect his question. “It has been a year since your, Nightmare Moon’s, return, correct?”
“Yes,” Luna replied cordially.
“How have you fared since then? Have royal duties kept you from a personal life, or have the royal duties been kept with your sister, leaving you with an abundance of time?” Amadeus was afraid of retaliation. At least she didn’t seem upset at the mention of Nightmare Moon.
“We have not been completely free from duties,” she calmly responded. Relief poured from Amadeus’ ears, but he tried his best not to show anything on his face. “But Celestia has spared me from anything but signing papers and making celebrity appearances.” Luna stood and moved towards her bed. “Come, there is something over here for you.”
Amadeus stood and walked to where Luna stood behind the wall.
“Tell me, Amadeus.” She stood with her hip cocked and one hand on her side and took a sip with her other hand. “Did you come with me willingly? What were you expecting?”
Amadeus glanced down at his glass, utilizing peripheral vision to observe Luna’s chest. This was a practiced technique. He took a sip and used it to think as fast as he could. “When I received the note, the other members of the band were not happy that I could get a night with the princess, and most of them assumed... well, they assumed you wanted a prestigious lay.” Luna’s face was a priceless mix of amusement, shock, and embarrassment. “I, however, thought maybe, just maybe it was custom for a princess to invite a very talented or high ranked serviceman to a night in the ambassador suite.”
“Well, we,” she gulped and continued, slightly flustered. “We were not expecting such a... such an honest answer. Admirable.” She took another long drink, doing her best to hide a pained face. This is very good brandy, Amadeus thought. She can’t possibly hope to drink it like that.
The night princess took a furtive glance to the bed and visibly hunched her shoulders in anxiety. Her stunning gown still clung closely to her curves, and Amadeus wished he was wearing his blue camo. “If I may ask, Luna. Why did you call me?” Royal bra, come on, royal bra, thought Amadeus.
Luna stared into Amadeus’ eyes for a few seconds. “It’s to do with your former lover: our sister’s student, Twilight Sparkle. Your relationship was brought to my attention through her personal letter to me. You were not the subject of the letter; however, you were mentioned by name. When I heard you were coming tonight, I arranged for her to meet you. Here.” She grabbed the opaque blue curtain that hung on the bed. “Now.” Luna drew it to the left, revealing her large bed.
Amadeus gasped and jumped back at what he saw. It was none other than Twilight Sparkle , the same as when he had last seen her face in the news, but with longer hair. Only now her hands and feet were tied to the bed posts. She was wearing sexy blue lingerie. She was blindfolded and gagged, completely helpless.
Amadeus turned and stared at Twilight for a moment. Her slender thighs looked just as soft as ever. They led to her waist, where silken blue panties hid her sex. He could see no hair above the edge of her panties. Twilight’s small, round breasts were finely held in a matching brazier, it was strapless. In her mouth was a red ball, held in place with a leather strap. Twilight’s normally gorgeous eyes hid behind a simple black blindfold.
The image of a vulnerable Twilight in front of him was muddied by thoughts of self preservation. The fight or flight response triggered in his primal brain, and he took off with an athletic burst. He hit a magical wall, he was held within Luna’s magic.
“DO NOT RUN” She bellowed, her voice magnified seven-fold by magic. “You will know sleep better than the living if you do not follow our command.” Luna pulled Amadeus close with her magic and dropped him on the floor. He landed and easily found his footing, coming out of a field of telekinesis was not new to him.
“Wh-why i-Why is Twilight tied up like this? What the hell ar-” his jaw was closed with Luna’s magic.
“Amadeus, strong, handsome, intelligent, talented, quick, and in mortal peril.” Luna’s voice was even more terrifying when she talked in a lowered volume. “Do as I say, and you will both leave here with bright futures and fabulous memories of this night.” She clenched his cheeks with her hand and pulled him within centimeters of her face. “Disobey again, and you won’t have any more memories. Do. You. Get me?”
“Yehsh Mawm” was all he could utter. Luna let him go.
“Good.” Luna stepped forward and put her body against his. Amadeus couldn't help but react, putting his arms around her waist. The top of her head came up nearly to his nose, a fantastically mesmerizing scent came from her light blue hair.
She grabbed his shirt collar and undid the bow-tie, then the first button. Then the next, continuing until she was half way through and stopped. “Have you fucked her before?” Luna looked up and waited for a response.
“Y-yes. Yes, we were together for four months. Intimately for two.” Amadeus was unsure how to consider the events so far. Twilight was bound and displayed to his right, a princess undressing him in front of him, and no possibility to make things happen on his own terms.
Luna pulled his tucked shirt out from his pants, unbuttoned it all the way with her slender, delicate fingers and threw it on the floor. “How large is your member?” She got on her knees and unclasped his tuxedo pants. Amadeus was shocked at how quickly she moved.
Amadeus’ cock was nearly fully erect in his pants that Luna played with. He looked down when she stopped.
“Well? If you lie, it’s dungeon time.”
“Uh, ten inches.”
Luna’s face was skeptical. She pulled his pants down and gasped in the realization. He wasn’t lying. His hard dick bulged in his boxers. “T-that’s the biggest We’ve ever seen!” Luna flicked it and a sharp pain shot up his spine, but Amadeus didn’t even flinch.
The ruler of the night pulled the sailor's cock through the hole in the front of his Samurai Jack boxers. She gripped it hard at the base and scanned it, as if judging it. Luna pulled on it, moving it around so she could view it from every angle. “A magnificent member,” she said. “Any man would be very lucky to be so well endowed.”
Amadeus looked over at Twilight, on full display to his right. He wanted to say something.
“Thinking about her? We are the one in front of you!” Luna stood and kissed Amadeus deeply. Her soft lips and closeness made Amadeus hug her closer and kiss back.
Luna pulled her head back and pressed all of her weight onto his body, moving her bare thigh against his erection. It had been months since he last had sex, or even taken care of himself. Barracks and shared hotel rooms simply didn't allow for alone time.
Luna moved in kissed again, invading his mouth with her tongue. She pressed hard against his dick, and he responded by deeply exhaling. Her tongue flicked against his delicately as she kissed him. She sucked his mouth against hers hard. Her perfume was absolutely intoxicating, to the point of it being overwhelming. Luna's soft, deep blue dress now had a tiny precum stain. Pleasure started to change in his groin, and he pushed Luna back before he embarrassed himself.
The petite princess saw the signs, and she was also ready to move along. She got down on her knees and grabbed him once more.
“You’re a fabulous kisser,” Luna stated quietly.
“Thank yo-” Amadeus stopped mid-sentence as Luna put him into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the thick shaft. She pulled her mouth further away, yet continued to lick at his head while rubbing him down with both of her soft hands. Her warm saliva keeping it smooth, yet quick.
Luna wrapped her lips around the large head again and looked up at Amadeus’ eyes. The sight was enough for him to feel his peak coming soon. Luna didn’t look away as she moved her head further down his penis. Amadeus rested a hand on her head, and she managed to get the entire head into her mouth. Her tongue massaged the underside of his dick and she managed to go deep, every time she moved going deeper and deeper. The wet smacking noises and gagging were very un-ladylike. Soon she was deepthroating him. Amadeus was unsure how he hadn’t drowned her in his pent up seed yet.
Luna pushed Amadeus back and gasped for air. “Are you ready?” she asked and stood up. Luna’s hair was slightly mussed, and her dress was off kilter. Amadeus drank in her shape and nodded. “Then remove your underpants and our gown! Do it now!”
Amadeus dropped his drawers on the ground with his pants. His rock-hard soldier stood at attention, a bullet in the chamber and primed to fire. Luna turned about and showed him her zipper. Her dress was off in seconds.
“Oh, Amadeus, your strong hands, your huge cock, We need them!” Luna slipped off her wet panties, exposing her soft woman-hood. Amadeus nearly came then. “NOW!” She moved to him and put her arms around his neck, clasping her hands on her wrists. Amadeus put his hands on her tight ass pulled her up so they could fuck standing. His fingers gently dug into the soft, warm and yielding skin.
Amadeus stood, adjusting himself and the princess so that he could penetrate. His enormous member had trouble entering Luna’s tight, pink hole. Amadeus tried to slide into Luna’s dripping pussy, but their sizes didn’t quite match. He pushed against her hole, and slowly Luna’s slit yielded to his girth.
“AAOOH!” Luna cried when his head and part of his shaft pushed inside her. Amadeus was already near his limit. He clenched his teeth and thrusted deeper. Luna cried out again.
Amadeus thrusted three more times, going deeper and faster than the time before. As he was about thrust once more, he heard the bed creak. He glanced over and saw Twilight squirm. The sight was too much, and combined with Luna’s tight cunt around his penis, Amadeus could not hold back any longer. He hoisted Luna and set her down on her back on the floor, her head resting on her dress. He held back a flood with all his might. Amadeus knelt and gripped his cock and aimed at Luna’s face. He held her in place with his other hand on her upper chest. He let the mental safety go and finished himself quickly.
“Don’t you da-” Luna tried to say, but she was interrupted by a huge, fast, white-hot shot of cum landing on her nose. Amadeus shot again, grunting loudly. This load landed with impact on Luna’s forehead. Amadeus kept unloading, completely covering her face. His final spurt landed on Luna’s lips. He relaxed and sat at the foot of the bed, panting.
“We should be furious,” Luna said through stained lips. “But that was... that was glorious.” Amadeus looked at the damage. Luna’s eyes were caked under the semen. Her hair clung to her forehead and shoulders wetly. Strings bridged her lips, so Luna opened her mouth and collected them with her tongue. She seemed to love the taste.
“How long has that been trapped away?” Luna asked, and then swallowed.
Amadeus sat up, lightly panting. “About seven months since I last came.”
Luna got up herself and grabbed the dark blue curtain that hung on the bed and wiped her face. She gave the stained cloth a lick now and then as she cleaned up. “You’re lucky We love this taste. Only the stuff that has been waiting weeks to come out.” Luna, now able to see, picked up her stained dress and tossed it away.
Amadeus stood up. “Can,” he panted, suddenly very tired. “Can I get a drink? I, I need some fluids.”
Luna retrieved a glass and some ice from the mini bar. She left to her private bathroom and returned with water, and Amadeus gulped it down hastily.
“Thanks.”
“You’re most welcome. Now, are you ready for round two?” Luna didn’t wait for a response. He had no choice but to be ready. Luna straddled Twilight and moved her face close to Twilight’s and whispered something. Something that made Twilight’s hips flex and her legs twitch.
Luna took the ball gag out of Twilight’s mouth. “Speak.”
Twilight swallowed hard. “F-fuck me, A-amadeus. I n-need your d-dick now.” She was almost crying. Never had Amadeus tied her up.
Luna sat up and turned to Amadeus. “Well? Is our face clean?” Cum still hung in her hair around her shoulders, but her wet face didn’t look like it had much sperm on it.
“Yes, except for your hair.” Amadeus set the glass down by the bed and moved to stand behind Luna.
“Would you like a real trial with us? We are not finished with you yet.” Luna lowered her shoulders and showed her backside. Her tight slit did not resemble a thousand year old ruler’s. Amadeus could see that her pussy also was shaved, as well as slick with fluids. The youthful petals were pink, soft, picturesque and perfectly round. And glistening with natural juices.
Amadeus climbed onto the high bed. The blue silk sheets were exquisite. “No. I want to make myself more familiar with Twilight.” He pushed Luna’s ass onto the bed at Twilight’s side and grabbed Twilight’s waist.
“Your ruler commands tha-”
“My ruler has tied up the only woman I've ever cared for more than my dead mother. If I can’t make this experience as great for her as she was to me, I’ll fry your brain with a fucking thunderstorm.” Amadeus’s palms lit up with bright lightning, sparks arced between his fingertips.
Twilight shuddered and whimpered in front of Amadeus, Luna laid back on her elbows. She had never been so close to death, he could tell. Five people had stepped and got murked in Amadeus’ life. Death wasn’t foreign to him.
Amadeus slowly brought his hands together, the magic lightning flowed as fast as light between his dual casting hands.
“F-ffine! Be that way!” Luna was scared out of her wit. She reverted to her royal condescending at the unwinnable situation.
Amadeus sheathed his magic and turned to Twilight. Her silk blue panties were stained a deep purple at her sex. Amadeus was rock hard again and didn’t even notice. He leaned forward and put his face next to hers. “You’ll be okay. We’ll have a good time tonight, just like the old days, and Luna will let us go.”
Twilight was afraid, but trusted him. Why did Luna reunite us like this? Amadeus thought. She didn’t have to scare her. Unless, he thought, I’m scaring her.
“A-amadeus,” Twilight started. “D-don’t do anything rash. Luna won’t hurt either of us.”
He stood on his hands and knees and turned to Luna. She was gone, but he could hear water running in the bathroom. He had just threatened a princess, one who had just returned from a thousand years in exile. Things weren’t looking up. “I’m so sorry,Twilight. It’s just, well, you’re in bondage, for fuck’s sake.”
Amadeus leaned down and kissed Twilight. It was their first in over a year, and Amadeus could feel Twilight’s tongue again. He was overjoyed, just to kiss her lips again. Twilight bit his lip and they broke the kiss, finally.
“You’d better be ready to apologize,” Twilight replied. She was much calmer now, Amadeus’ voice and touch soothed her. “I think we can still get through tonight without shackles.”
They shared a light, forced but relieved laugh at the idea. It was rather dark humor, the type Amadeus used too often. Twilight, tied and blindfolded under him, looked more mature than he remembered. She had grown up a lot in a year, just like Amadeus. He sat back on his knees and looked her over, but didn’t get much time to.
“You have stained our favorite royal gown and our only face, failed to please your highness on your first attempt, and have made a serious threat upon our life.” Luna stood naked, her hair wet with water, her face cleaned and addressed Amadeus. “You have committed a series of crimes, two punishable by imprisonment for life. The third’s punishment involves a miniature guillotine. How do you plan to atone for your crimes?”
Amadeus felt his head go weak. “Min-minnachure g-g..” He deflated, and his hard cock went semi-flaccid, as if in retreat.
“You are, however, quite gifted.” Luna giggled seductively and made her way over to the bed. Her curvy yet slender hips swayed, catching his eye. “We believe that if you were to pay for your crimes, the world would lose a gifted man.” She climbed into bed, crawled on her fours and bit his ear. Luna grasped his cock and whispered in his ear. “You are gifted, in so many ways.”
She started to pull on his member, kissing and licking his face. Amadeus was rigid once more, and once more he hungered for pleasure.
“What will you have me do, princess?” he asked, placing one hand on Twilight’s thigh and another on Luna’s ass.
Luna stopped, thinking. She looked down to Twilight, chest moving up and down without rhythm. She was frightened, Amadeus could easily tell. Domination wasn’t how she liked to be taken. Her small but round breasts looked fantastically shaped in the dark blue bra she wore, obviously Luna’s doing.
“You’ve missed each other, yes?” Luna put her hand on Amadeus’ on her ass and pressed it into her skin.
“Y-yes.” Amadeus wanted to get down and kiss Twilight, give her another taste of how much he missed her.
“And you, Twilight?” Luna climbed over Twilight, splayed on her back, and stood on all fours in front of Amadeus. “Have you missed Amadeus as much as he has shown to miss you?” Luna traced her face with a finger and wiggled her butt in front of Amadeus.
“I missed you so much, Amad-OOMPH” Luna forcefully suck the gag back into her mouth.
“Yes, yes, everyone is sentimental, so touching.” Luna put both of her palms on Twilight’s breasts, using them to support her weight. Luna tossed her wet hair over her shoulder and looked back at Amadeus. “Shall we?”
Luna’s slit was beckoning him, her eyes pulled him to her backside. Amadeus brushed his finger on her soft clit. Luna arched her back, eagerly awaiting more. He pushed inside with one finger, slowly going all the way. Luna gasped in pleasure, her elbows becoming weak.
He retrieved his finger and again pushed inside, faster and with more force. The soft walls of the princesses' tight pussy squeezed against it. How the fuck did I get into here earlier? thought Amadeus.
Luna looked back over her shoulder again, prompting Amadeus to use two fingers. He started to pick up some real speed now, and moved to three fingers. It was a very tight fit. His right hand was now dripping with her juices, dampening the silk bedsheets. Luna was failing to hold in her pleased whimpering.
Twilight moaned with Luna, almost feeling her pleasure. Luna’s fingertips dug into Twilight’s small breasts. Amadeus desired to pleasure her at the same time. This was plain unfair. He slowed his rhythmic pushing and concentrated on touching Twilight’s twat with his left hand. He found it to be covered; no one had removed her silk lingerie.
“Why have you changed your glorious technique?” Luna desperately asked. The night's princess noticed a change in Twilight’s behavior as well. She dipped her head and peered between her legs and spotted his other hand, busy pulling at Twilight’s panties. “Oh, please.”
Luna took his hand out of her wet slit and stood on her knees. She turned about so that her rump hovered over Twilight’s face. Luna put one finger on Twilight’s hip, a small beam of magic shot from her fingertip and sliced through the silk panties like butter, leaving her soft skin unharmed.
“Well?” Luna seemed impatient. Amadeus slid Twilight’s panties down her leg, revealing her pristine pink pussy. His breath caught in his throat, the sight was astonishing. He remembered the hot afternoon he took the innocence from Twilight, it seemed like years ago.
Twilight made a sort of muffled moan, breaking his stupor.
“Uh, princess?” Amadeus said. “Would you want to go again? From behind?”
Luna undid the leather strap keeping the ball in Twilight’s mouth. She sat back, her bare sex rested on Twilight’s mouth. “In just one moment, Amadeus. Let Twilight Sparkle enjoy the pleasures of your mouth, first. We would like to experience her skills.”
Amadeus moved back to the edge of the bed and got down on all fours. He could hear Luna’s breath go ragged, the wet slurping was just audible. He turned his attention to Twilight’s soft, waiting lips. They were completely waxed. She used to trim the garden for him, but now she salted the earth.
Amadeus moved his mouth in and kissed and pulled on her lips with his own. He softly nibbled and pulled, hungrily pleasing Twilight. His tongue flicked out and teased her clitoris. He used two fingers to part the gentle petals, exposing the soft pink, and wetly licked the entire slit from bottom to top. The taste and scent and taste made him dizzy for a moment. Before he realized, Amadeus had Twilight’s clit in his mouth and was sucking hard. He could hear Twilight release a high, short noise somewhere between a pleasured moan and a pained scream.
Amadeus wasn't sure whether or not he should keep eating Twilight, he had gone so long without pleasure his manhood was aching again. But Luna was still enjoying her herself, so he continued. He licked from the bottom to the clit a few more times. He used his fingers to massage and stroke her pussy. Soon, he licked the sacred entrance and entered with two soaked fingers.
Twilight was noticeably tighter than Luna. Amadeus drove two fingers deep and found Twilight’s cervix on his first thrust. He pumped his pointer and middle finger fast. First straight in, then up, then right, then left, then he spread his fingers and delved down and up at the same time. Amadeus found her g-spot, the place inside her cunt that made Twilight tense up and freeze for a second every time it was stimulated. Luna writhed with every push and pinch of Twilight’s pleasure button. Amadeus knew that Twilight’s tongue was going insane deep inside the princess.
Luna’s breathing turned into shuddering gasps, Twilight’s spasmodically skilled tongue was bringing her unbelievable pleasure. She began to moan, softly at first. He took care not to over stimulate Twilight and force the princess to explode. Amadeus wanted that honor himself.
“Oh, oh yes!” Luna cried. She squeezed her small tits together, her fingernails dug into her pale skin. “Twilight, you are,” she panted twice, “you are amazing beyond belief!” Amadeus stopped staring at his own work to observe, but kept pleasuring his love.
He could not see exactly what she was doing, but it looked complicated. Her tongue was buried inside, her head bobbing in different directions. Luna continued her elated praise, her voice raising a step with each phrase.
Amadeus took his fingers out of Twilight’s pussy with a wet sound. He sucked the liquids off of his fingers and stuck his tongue as deep inside as he could. Twilight’s hot cunt pulsated around his tongue. He moved it around inside and found her different spots. Her taste was very strong, engulfing him once more into a light-headed frenzy. He flicked Twilight’s trembling clit and went back inside, moving the tip of his tongue around in a tried and true zig-zag pattern. Amadeus instantly remembered just how to please Twilight.
Wetness started to choke him, Twilight’s wet pussy was trembling and dripping. Amadeus had to back off and cough the fluid out of his windpipe several times, each time returning as fast as he could to eat Twilight. It was outrageous fun. Twi’s hips shallowly kept undulating with his rhythmic tongue, her pleasure escalating by the second.
Luna’s cries rose sharply. Amadeus only went harder and deeper with his tongue, tasting Twilight as deep as his anatomy would allow. Twilight’s legs spasmodically twitched and flexed in near orgasm, and muffled screams emanated from between the princess’s thighs.
Amadeus could feel Twilight cum from inside her pussy. Twilight screamed and filled Amadeus’ mouth and nose with her explosive orgasm. He fell back, as if Twilight chin checked him. Amadeus swallowed a hot mouthful of fluids without meaning to. The extreme flood rocked his nerves, and his conscious mind faded.
When his vision returned, Amadeus was standing with his back against the bedroom wall, Luna standing face to face with him. Strong smelling liquids clung to his lips and chin, a large amount rolled down his chest in small drops. One of Luna’s hands were on his face, the other on his dick, stroking the rock hard soldier firmly with her soft fingers.
His eyes met Luna’s, the teal circles aimed into his soul. Amadeus pulled her face to his and kissed her deeply, sharing Twilight’s flavor. Their lips locked for twenty or so seconds before Luna broke away for breath.
“We were supposed to finish before Twilight,” Luna hummed. “Now lay yourself down where Twilight was. You are far from done.” She stood aside, revealing the bed scene. “Untie her and remove her gag and blindfold.”
Amadeus walked to the side of the bed and began to untie her. Twilight stiffly sat up when he untied the knots around her wrists.Twilight was a mess. Her hair was matted with fluids, presumably Luna’s, her wrists and ankles had deep impressions from the long ropes that held her to the bed posts.
“Are you okay, Twilight?” asked Amadeus, helping her with the blindfold. She turned, her grimace turned into a delighted and embarrassed smile. Amadeus looked at Twilight, herself once more, as if for the first time since she was whisked away. Her messy hair was longer than before, much longer, far past her shoulders. He gave her long purple hair a gentle brush with his hand. Twilight’s slim, sexy back looked very appealing. He sat and held her close, needing to make up for lost time.
“A-amadeus,” Twilight started. “You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” Twilight’s voice was soft, and she hugged him back as hard as she could. Twilight’s small, round breasts in the silk bra pressed into his chest as she sobbed on his shoulder. Amadeus embraced her, laying down onto his back and letting her lay on top of him in an awkward but close way.
Amadeus felt the bed shift, but didn’t care at all. He just kept still held Twilight Sparkle’s hot skin to his own, his sweat starting to mix with hers. Amadeus felt Luna sit before him, watching and waiting. Amadeus felt a fingertip brush against his rigid head.
Amadeus got the message. He tenderly kissed Twilight’s shoulder, then her neck, then her cheek. “I signed up for the navy when I had heard you left.” Amadeus whispered into her ear. “I was so afraid I would never see you again. I,” he choked back a sob and blinked back tears. The words spilled forth, he had not planned on explaining anything just yet. “I was so upset, I sold my life away to Equestria.” His manly efforts failed, and a single tear flowed down to touch Twilight’s cheek. She lifted her head and look him in the eyes.
“I-” Twilight was crying much more. “I’m just so happy!” she choked through tears. They hugged tight for a moment. Amadeus slid his hand up and down her back twice. He grabbed her ass in his strong hand, squeezing and massaging for her sake as much as his.
Twilight leaned up, arching her back. She moved and straddled Amadeus, placing his phallus against his stomach and laid her soft pussy lips on the sensitive underside. Twilight leaned forward and kissed him. Amadeus kissed back. He pushed her back before they started to make out.
“What is it?” Twilight had stopped crying.
Amadeus wanted to know everything about her. Where she lived, what she had been doing since she left, if she had met another lover. Nah, he thought. that would spoil the moment. “N-nothing.” He looked down and stared at his cock under Twilight. “This, whole night has just been unbelievable.”
Twilight giggled and smiled, and started to move her hips, keeping her face close to his. Amadeus let her establish a rhythm, then helped her by moving the opposite way she moved, his steel soldier sliding along her slick sex.
Twilight kissed him once more, and they touched their tongues together briefly. She sat up, putting her weight onto his dick. Amadeus held his breath, watching as she twitched and glided back and forward on his length. Twilight started to take her hair up in her hands, twisting and grinding her slender hips on top his penis. She twisted her upper body left and right, her gaining pleasure driving her body to do its own dance.
Twilight stood on her knees, her pussy was again wet to the point of slowly dribbling her natural lubricant onto his dick. Amadeus watched a few droplets fall and spotted Luna between Twilight’s legs, licking her lips and pleasuring herself. Luna’s eyes met his through the small waterfall before Twilight grabbed his dick and pointed it straight at her pussy. Twilight lowered herself down, carefully guiding the light red head to her waiting vagina. Amadeus watched intently as it prodded Twilight’s tight hole. She put more and more of her weight on the massive thing, Amadeus wasn’t sure if he could make it inside.
Twilight let out a pained gasp, her mass was supported equally between her knees and her vagina on his tip. She reached down and spread her lips with her fingers, desperate to feel Amadeus inside her again. It had mysteriously grown since last time. Amadeus also noticed his increase since last year, but happily left it unquestioned.
Amadeus heard his cock slide into Twilight, she cried out in pain and pleasure just after. She was unbelievably tight around his dick.
“Aahh,” Twilight moaned. “Ooww!” She stood on her knees, frozen in place with intense pain.
“Yes, yes, oh, holy shit that’s hot!” Luna had moved to Amadeus’ side and was drooling at the sight. “Oh” she said, aware of her colloquial slip. She simply cleared her throat and went back to pleasing herself, squeezing her breasts and thrusting her fingers inside herself. Luna seemed content to just watch, for now.
Amadeus turned back to Twilight, impaled merely and inch on his spear. Her cunt was clenched tightly around the tip, but he could feel it twitch and start to give. “How ya doing, Twi?”
Twilight tried to remove her grimace and nod. She ended up looking quite insane to Amadeus. His dick had grown two inches since he was last inside her. “It’s so much-hng longer and wi-ider! Than last time!” Twilight could barely speak, her voice was a desperate whimper.
Luna grew bored watching Twilight make tiny movements, trying to ease his huge dick inside her. The princess stood and knelt by Twilight. She rubbed Twi’s clit and massaged her ass, licked her nipple and hummed softly. Luna grabbed Twilight by the coot and ass and pulled her off Amadeus, tossing her aside.
“Hey!” Twilight started to object. “I wasn’t, I mean, you can’t jus-”
“Cope with the circumstances!” Luna mounted Amadeus and quickly put his cock to her sex. She jerked it a bit and stuck it to her hole. Princess Luna pushed it inside, moaning in pleasure as it slid five inches inside of her. Luna’s cunt also clamped tightly around his dick.
Twilight looked to Amadeus, but his eyes were rolled back in his head. Luna’s physique was nearly identical to Twilight’s, her long slender hips were slightly wider, yet still somehow youthful. Amadeus put his hands on her hips as she rode with shallow, fast thrusts. He pulled her forward some and palmed her round breasts.
Luna changed how she fucked, moving horizontally up and down his torso. Amadeus let go of her breasts and they swung back and forth above his face.
Amadeus reached deeper and deeper inside Luna, her rhythm slowing slightly to take the dick deeper. Twilight moaned from anxiety next to him. This isn’t fucking fair either! Amadeus was horny and angry.
“Luna, I,” Amadeus tried to say, interrupted by Luna’s loud moans of pleasure. “Luna, stop for ju-” Luna cried out loudly this time. Amadeus grabbed one of Luna’s swinging breasts and pinched her nipple hard. “LUNA!”
The princess yelled out in pained delight, sitting up and sliding down another three inches. The enormous phallus delved farther inside, pushing hard against her vaginal walls. The pain in her nipple only heightened the fun for her.
“Princess,” Amadeus said, Luna resuming her vertical fucking. “Princess! Twilight is, ugh, horny, too.”
Luna kept moving on top of Amadeus, rocking back and forth slowly. She was in ecstasy.
“Oh, Twilight,” Luna said, not stopping or slowing. “What, ah, are we, ah to do with you?” Amadeus started to thrust in time with Luna. His musical life made picking up the rhythm so much easier.
Twilight sat up and rubbed her pussy and watched the two fuck. Amadeus turned his head and watched, it really turned him on. He reached out and touched her inner thigh. It was slick with her own lubricant, and Amadeus reveled in the hot touch. His fingers proceeded to her pussy and pressed hard against her clit, all the while Luna was getting rammed hard and deep by his massive cock.
Luna’s knees went weak, she was experiencing amazing feelings deep inside her cunt. Her vaginal walls closed around Amadeus’ tool tighter than ever. Amadeus felt the first waves of intense pleasure in his groin. He couldn’t last much longer against the princess’ hot pussy.
Twilight slid down and lay next to him, bringing her hand over to his face to guide him into her mouth. Luna rode harder and deeper as they kissed. Amadeus could feel Luna’s pink walls twitch and flex, squeezing his steel cock as well as allowing it to slide a tiny bit deeper with every rise and fall.
Luna’s screams of pleasure pierced his ears, magnifying the pleasure Amadeus felt. This was only heightened by his and Twilight’s tongue wetly slipping and pushing each other.
“Aah! AAaaahh!” Luna was yelling at the top of her lungs, now. “YES! Oh, OH YES! Fuck us! MORE! OOOH We’re SOOO,” Luna had to stop to suck air. “SOO CLO-OSE!” She threw her head back, calling to the ceiling. “FF-F-FUUUUUUCK! YEESS! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” Luna finally reached her explosive finish, her cunt squeezing and throbbing fast. Amadeus couldn’t hold back any longer. He could do nothing but grunt, grip Luna’s hips hard and pull out.
Twilight broke away as Luna fell forward onto Amadeus. A brief moment passed before he came. Twilight quickly moved between his legs. Cum shot out just as she grasped his slick rifle hard and jerked it fast. The first, long string went almost three feet straight up into the air and splattered on Luna’s ass. Twilight kept masturbating him and aimed the cannon straight into her open mouth. She was blasted, three thick, hot spurts impacted on her face, teeth and tongue. Twilight tried her best to catch as much white spunk as she could, but most of it clung to her face or dribbled down her chin and onto the silk sheets. Thick, hot cum continued to squirt out onto Twilight’s chest around five more times before stopping.
Twilight gingerly cleaned off one eye and watched as a little more semen flowed out onto her white hand. The silk in front of her was coated with thick patches of hot jizz. The bed reeked of sex, and Twilight was covered.
Amadeus panted, he was exhausted. Luna and Twilight did most of the work, but he came harder than he had ever before in his life. He put his hand back on Luna’s ass and got jizz all over his palm.
“Goddammit,” he grunted. He lifted his head to check the damage. He saw Twilight sitting back on her haunches. Her right eye, chin, bangs, nose, forehead and tongue were drenched with heavy gobs of cum. Her chest and belly had a thin, shiny coating, the sheets between his legs were also coated with random pools.
“Holy fuck,” he muttered. Amadeus had impressed himself with his performance before, but this was ridiculous. Amadeus was beaming as his head hit the pillow. He passed out within seconds.
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Chapter 2.5
-Continued-
Luna and Amadeus were sleeping, comatose after intercourse. Twilight sampled some of Amadeus’ seed from her chest. The thick, sticky fluid had cooled some. She moved a small mouthful of semen around with her tongue, savoring the taste before spitting it onto the heavily soiled sheet. She felt absolutely filthy. Twi’s bangs clung to her forehead, and semen stained almost all of the front of her body.
Amadeus snored and tried to scratch his chest, but ended up slapping Luna on the back. Twilight giggled at the physical comedy.
She saw that Amadeus’ flaccid dick still had cum dripping out of the tip Twilight laid on her side and licked it off. Twilight collected all of the left over cum on her tongue and swallowed. The strong, salty taste drove her mad. She at up, now aware of a strange feeling on her back. The long hair that she loved to drape over her shoulders clumped together as semen from the bed clung to it.
Amadeus snored away. She wished males didn’t work the way they did. Twi sat up and started to brush off the cum, in vain. Most of it just stuck to her hand, and the rest clung close to her skin or clumped up her hair. She slurped up all the warm, wet cum off of her face and hands, cleaning her fingers as best she could.
Twilight slunk out of bed and slowly walked to the bathroom. She needed a bath.
The royal bathroom was beyond luxurious. A marble bathtub looked to be larger than most hot tubs. A wide shelf stocked full with lotions, shampoos, conditioners, soaps and creams hung on the wall over the tub. She wished Amadeus and Luna were awake to join her, but mostly Amadeus.
Twilight turned on the water on the tub and got a drink from the sink. She thougth back to how Luna convinced her to be tied for Amadeus, and left for nearly an hour while he was summoned. Laying behind the curtain, gagged, blindfolded and bound... Twilight never wanted to see a blindfold again.
But it was worth it. It was so worth it. The way Amadeus thrusted his fingers inside her, the movements of his tongue, even his painfully huge cock felt beyond amazing. Just to see him after a year was fantastic. His time in boot camp had really increased his mass.
Twilight tested the water, it was a touch too hot. She adjusted the nobs and sat on the side of the tub, dipping her toes in the water and reflecting on the night’s events. She caught the beginning of the concert and his unbelievable trumpet solo. Twilight wanted nothing more than to meet him back stage with a big congratulatory kiss, or hug, or passing eye contact, anything! She splashed some water onto her leg and rubbed off a bit of semen. The water was at a comfortable temperature, so Twilight slid into the large square bath tub.
Twilight relaxed in the hot water, the soothing warmth released her tension. She dipped her head underwater and rubbed her skin all over, the heat lifted the cum right off. Twilight sorted through the expensive soaps and shampoos. She found one called “Mane & Tail”, it had a very nice scent, lavender? Twilight wasn’t sure, but applied a liberal amount to her long hair. She was rather proud of how long she had grown it since she was sent to Ponyville. Rarity had an abundance of tips for styling and keeping it nice, which Twilight followed whenever she could.
The shampoo did wonders to get the sperm out of her hair. She used a loofah and some peach colored body wash on the rest of her body. The tub was quite sudsy, but Twilight could make out tiny floating strands of semen. She let out some water and turned on the tap to fill it back up with clean water.
Twilight laid back in the slowly purifying bathwater, her libido was sated tonight. Still, her fingers slipped below the surface to her thighs. Twilight pinched and pulled the lips of her vagina under the water. The heat was very enjoyable, making her touch that much more exciting.
She still felt dirty. Twilight searched the shelf of soaps for bath salts. A small metallic box housed brown-red granules, they smelled divine.She poured out a little and stirred them around, lifting up the sweet scent of apple cider. The temperature of the water rose, and steam started to lift off of the surface. Twilight’s pointer and middle finger on her right hand entered her, and she pushed them quickly inside herself in a fast rhythm.
“Twilight,” she jumped at the masculine voice from the doorway. “Mind if I join you?” Amadeus stood naked in the doorway, his semi-flaccid cock hung between his legs. Twilight felt her salivary glands start to work.
“O-of course!” Twi moved to the far side and leaned on the edge of the tub. “I needed to clean up some after that,” she said with a wink. The bath water was clear now, and Twilight was more or less exposed.
Amadeus didn’t say anything, but chuckled. He moved to the toilet, facing away from her. The noise of water hitting water filled the room. He rinsed his hands and climbed into the bath tub.
The second he got fully in, Twilight clung to him and kissed his lips. They embraced in the steaming water, moving and splashing as they kissed with hot passion. Their bottled needs for each other poured out now, on their own terms, in their own privacy.
Amadeus’ strong arms held her close and massaged her wet back as they continued, making her melt under his firm touch. Her legs moved on their own, sitting her on his lap and pressing against his hard manhood under the surface of the water.
Twilight broke the kiss and started to gyrate her hips. Her hands grasped his muscular shoulders as Amadeus pinched her breasts. Amadeus made her moan as he pulled on her nipples. Twilight kept moving on top of him, grabbing his penis in her left hand. She continued moving her hips, yet her hand was firmly wrapped around the shaft of his cock, slowly masturbating him. Twi then turned around and began to grind her ass against his erect shaft. Twilight leaned back, grabbing her left breast in her left hand as she arched her back and continued to move. Her butt pressed hard against his titanium trouser titan and moved up and down. The floor was getting wet from the splashing, which was becoming louder and larger every second.
Amadeus reached up and pulled Twilight to him by grabbing her breasts. They didn’t say anything, but Twilight ached down below. She slowed to a stop and met his gaze. It was apparent they both needed each other, right now. She stood and bent over, holding herself up on the side of the bath with her hands, showing off her eager pink lips.
Amadeus breathed deeply and stood up, his rigid dick was ready to make her feel pleasure beyond what his tongue could manage. Twilight turned her head forward, awaiting him at his pace. She was dripping fluids besides bathwater when he placed the tip against her soft pussy. He increased the pressure so slowly, and gently entered Twilight. The feeling of Amadeus’ thick cock spreading her insides was so great that Twilight couldn’t breathe. Soon, he was in past the head. The pain Twilight felt earlier was not as sharp, she could take it. Now, she was sure she could take it.
Amadeus thrusted, slowly but firmly, pulling Twilight’s hips back at the same time. His head penetrated deep into Twilight’s tight pussy. She couldn’t stifle a quiet scream when he thrusted once more, reaching deeper. He pushed again and again, picking up a slow rhythm. Her muscles shook, her entire groin was tingling like never before. Twilight’s elbows were starting to weaken as he picked up the tempo. The intense pleasure shook her core.
Finally, Twilight’s pained pleasure won. Her palms slipped, collapsing forward against the edge of the tub. Amadeus failed to catch her and his manhood slipped out during the fall. The wind was knocked out of her, but she was otherwise unharmed.
“Are you alright?” he asked her, offering a wet hand.
Twilight gasped quietly and quietly responded “Yes.” She took his hand and stood. Twilight wrapped her arms around him, pressing her body to his and kissed him. Her wet skin slipped and slid against his, Amadeus grabbed her firm ass cheek and gave it a hard squeeze. Twilight needed him more than ever. Their tongues touched briefly before she broke away, the steamy bath water permeating the room with a sweet scent.
She released her grip on him, and Amadeus let her go. Twilight sat down in the tub and beckoned him with a seductive face and gesture. Her spread knees just broke the surface of the water. Amadeus got down on his knees and moved to her waiting legs with two fingers. He felt along her thighs under the hot water and found her hotter slit. He guided his tool to her pussy lips and penetrated, not taking the time to be gentle. He hungered as much as she did. Amadeus began to thrust again, and once more Twilight was thoroughly enjoying the deep, thick penetration. She began to feel her hips go weak, Twilight was nearing her first climax. Amadeus kept going, picking up the tempo and penetrating deeper and deeper. Twilight couldn’t hold in pleasured moans as they continued, the sensations so deep inside her drove her insane.
Amadeus gripped her lower back with both hands and lifted her up and began to fuck her this way. He began to thrust hard, pushing deeper than Twilight had ever felt him before. Her cunt was being pounded, she couldn’t take it any more. Waves of pleasure overcame Twilight, her pussy clenched in orgasm. Her mind went blank momentarily as she came.
Twilight quickly came around to Amadeus still humping, but more reasonably. Pleasure was starting to gain again inside of her. Their eyes met, briefly. Amadeus grabbed her and held her close, kissing as he laid back and started to thrust upward. She sat up and let him enter deeper, and nearly his entire shaft went up into her hot pussy. Twilight put his hands on her soapy, wet breasts. She breathed deeply as he timed his thrusts with strong squeezes. Twilight placed her hands on his chest and started to move her own hips in time to his thrusts.
Amadeus breathed deeply as Twilight began to grind her hips, taking over completely. Twilight tossed her long wet hair over her shoulder and went on. She sat her whole weight onto his shaft and moved around on top of it. The head pushed against her cervix, sliding around the rim of it as she moved. Twilight felt herself about to cum again already.
Just as his wide head pressed against her most sensitive spot, Amadeus shifted upward. The feeling of her spot being pressed into so hard made Twilight inhale sharply. She touched her clitoris instinctively and relinquished control to Amadeus. He took over with a swift pace, pushing in and pulling out of Twilight on top of him. She rubbed herself, another orgasm looming.
Twilight fell forward as wave after wave of intense release washed over her. She laid her face against Amadeus’ muscular chest and came again, her hips shuddering in orgasm once more.
She sat up again, looking into his eyes. The blue circles stared back, giving her a knowing and long missed presence. Twilight smiled and moved on top of him, enticing him to thrust again. They continued to fuck, making eye contact for most of the time. Twilight’s femininity was pleasured, yet she craved for more. Amadeus started to breath deeply, a tell-tale sign that he was finally nearing his limit.
Twilight leaned back slightly and moved with him, their tempo accelerating. Amadeus grabbed her hips and fucked her faster and harder, slamming his thighs against hers with wet slap and a loud splash.
A third, strong sensation was building deep inside Twilight. Amadeus’ rock hard erection was fucking Twilight’s sensitive pussy harder than before, sliding against her g-spot with every single motion. He moved against all her spots with each motion. His cock was aimed right at Twilight’s most sensitive spot. With each thrust, Twilight and Amadeus grew closer and closer to a peak.
Amadeus’ fast and hard rhythm faltered, shaking Twilight onto a new plane of pleasure. Twilight was helpless to move, his strong hands held her down as he ejaculated deep inside her. She felt his hot seed fill her vagina as she came with him. The milky load shot out of her pussy as she squeezed it out uncontrollably. Amadeus grunted and continued to cum, pushing more and more of the sperm with each shot. Twilight felt his entire shaft fill her as spurt after spurt squirted out into the tub. Very little semen actually remained inside.
Twilight’s eyes rolled back from the back of her head. The final climax was the greatest, and it took her a few moments regain control. “You,” Amadeus panted. “You ok, Twi? Looked like you were possessed there for a second.” Amadeus grabbed her ass underwater and squeezed gently.
“Yes," Twilight said quietly with a nod. She leaned forward and kissed him again. They made out for a short while, Amadeus’ cock and bit of milk still inside of her.
A few stringy lines of semen floated into the bathwater around them. Twilight leaned away and reached down to grab one, managing to get a small amount on her pinkie. She held it above her tongue and waited until Amadeus was watching. Soon, Amadeus unclenched his eyes. They went as wide as plates when he saw Twilight holding the sperm on her hand. She giggled girlishly and licked it off her hand. The same salty taste was contaminated with water, but she enjoyed the flavor anyway.
Twilight lifted herself off of his dick and sat next to him, letting his cum flow out of her pussy. She laid her head on his shoulder and relaxed, snuggling close to him as she rubbed the cum off of his member. She ran a finger up and down his abs and looked out towards the bedroom. There, in the doorway, stood a stained and angry princess. Twilight froze.
“You didn’t wake us!” Luna whined, a pout on her face. She walked into the room and stood over the tub. "We will ensure you are punished appropriately!” Twilight had a hunch she was far from serious.
Luna got into the hot water next to Twilight and grabbed her shoulder, turning her away from Amadeus and to herself. The princess pulled Twilight’s head to hers and kissed her lips. Amadeus moved to the other side of the bath to watch.
Semen clung to bits of her hair and chest still, most likely from the large amounts that were on the sheets. Twilight grasped Luna’s sticky breasts and rubbed off the cum by squeezing with her wet hands.Luna felt along Twilight’s back, moving her fingers in between Twilight’s cheeks. Her fingers slipped into Twilight’s pussy. Luna broke their tender kiss and looked at her fingertip
“So this is what you two have been up to,” Luna said in a level and devaluing tone. “As if the water all over the floor did not make that obvious enough.” Luna put the cum on her finger into Twilight’s mouth.
Twilight sucked on Luna’s finger, eliciting an audible response. She opened her eyes and looked into Luna’s, her eyes half-lidded with seduction.
“Enough!” Luna declared, a desperate tone in her command. “Twilight, stand up. Now!”
Twilight got up and Luna quickly nuzzled her mouth against Twi’s wet slit. Luna stuck out her tongue and greedily licked, taking the watery cum from the outside of Twi’s pussy. Luna pressed her lips against Twilight’s and sucked, pulling out more semen. Luna released with a loud smack, sperm all over her lips.
“Push the rest out,” Luna ordered and got down underneath Twilight, sticking out her tongue and opening her mouth.
Twilight flexed her abdomen, focusing on squeezing out the cum inside her. A slow dribble came out, then a steady trickle of white semen flowed forth to Luna’s waiting mouth. The princess collected all that fell out, then licked off the rest on Twilight’s fucked pussy lips.
Twilight and Amadeus watched Luna collect the cum on her lips with her tongue, humming as she did so. Luna held all of the semen in her mouth, getting down and opening her mouth to show them. The princess's mouth was nearly half-full with cum. Luna looked directly at Amadeus. Without closing her eyes, her brow tensed up in a grimace as he swallowed it all down in one loud gulp.
Luna opened her mouth again, sticking out her tongue to show it was all gone.
“That was quite exquisite,” Luna said, as if describing a fine dish or an impressive performance at some performance. “Now, let us move onto your punishment.”
Luna quickly dipped her head underwater, soaking her hair. It hung down around her face, making her look very sexy. Luna grabbed her shampoo, squirted a big glob into her hand and lathered it into her hair.
Twilight sat down and watched her princess bathe. She was torn between being held by Amadeus and helping Luna bathe. She looked to Amadeus, who was sleepily watching Luna. Seeing him made up her mind, Twilight wanted nothing more than his arms around her. She sat between his legs and faced away from Amadeus. Their faces brushed, her delicate skin against his. Amadeus kissed her cheek and lifted his head, allowing Twi to lay hers back against his neck. The only sound in the room was Luna, softly splashing.
I could soak here forever, Twilight thought. She was perfectly happy to be with Amadeus once again. His muscular arms and large hands held her close. She was even happier that she finally managed to accept him inside of her, and had reached orgasm after glorious orgasm. Twilight smiled at that thougth and nestled closer against him.
Luna stood, water flowing down her feminine figure, following her perky, youthful breasts and between her legs. A soft smile on Twilight’s face grew as she watched Luna climb out and towel off. Twilight did not realize how pruned her own fingers had gotten. Luna began to brush her teeth, making Twilight’s mouth feel dirty. Every fiber of her being wanted to remain in Amadeus’ sleepy embrace forever. Twilight felt safe with this dangerous, educated, handsome, talented slab of toned muscle.
Amadeus’ breathing became deep and slow. Twilight moved to look at him. He was fast asleep in post-coitus slumber.
The tap turned on and Luna spat into the sink. Twilight remembered what she had said earlier, about the two of them receiving some sort of punishment. Twilight gulped.
She risked a look toward the sink. Luna was standing at the sink, admiring the scene in the reflection. She quickly caught Twilight’s eye, but did not turn around.
“Are you anxious?” Luna asked quietly, as to not wake Amadeus. “Are you afraid of what is to become of the two of you?” Luna made an about face and walked to the bath tub. She knelt beside Twilight and moved her mouth within inches of Twilight’s ear. “Fear not, for We were merely hungry for more of your man.” Luna retreated her face so she could look into Twilight’s wide purple eyes.
“Well,” Twilight quietly responded. “What is to become of us? It would mean the world to me if Amadeus and I could be together more. But...” voice trailed off.
“But his duties as a seaman take priority over yo-” Luna scoffed childishly and her forehead fell into her palm. She lifted her head and explained herself. “We said seamen, sorry. It’s childish we know, but it was too much.” Luna’s entertained smile faded into a once again cold face. “His role in the military is more important to the people of equestria than one woman in love.” Luna extended a slender finger and traced Twilight’s cheek as she talked. ”We apologize, this is extremely heavy on our heart.”
Tears came to Twilight’s eyes, but she understood. He had signed up for a four-year, or however long tour. He would presumably leave as soon as that was over to pursue private employment. He was the best at what he did, someone would always be in need of him.
“Come,” Luna said, standing up. “The royal bed is not in an acceptable state.”
Twilight reluctantly slipped out of Amadeus’ arms and took Luna’s hand. She stepped out of the lukewarm bath water and took a towel to dry her hair. Amadeus was still sleeping, sitting up. She wrapped her towel around her breasts tightly and woke him with a gentle tap on the shoulder.
“-rup winter wrah-uh,” Amadeus blurted, jolting upright. “Uh, oh man what a dream.” He rubbed his eyes and got out of the tub, not waiting for the water to drip off of his body. The floor was already soaked, more or less. Luna gave him a plush towel as Twilight pulled the plug to drain the water.
Luna led them back into the bedroom. The scent of sex lingered heavily in the air, especially around the large bed.
“As promised, you both will receive your punishment.” Luna faced them, a serious face of a stern leader on her face. “You are hereby ordered to change the royal sheets!”
Amadeus let out a heavy sigh. “Thank god it wasn’t the tiny guillotine,” he muttered. He and Twilight exchanged a relieved look and began to un-tuck the sheets. Aside from the large white stain weighing the center of the silk down, it was very easy work. Luna gave them a replacement as well as a soft, heavy blanket to lay on top of it. She brought in four large goose down pillows as they just finished with the blanket. Twilight enjoyed the nude work, it was fun to her.
Twilight and Amadeus climbed quickly into the dry, soft bed, eager for rest, followed by Luna. Amadeus held Twilight’s back to him, and Luna faced her. She placed a hand on her hip, and Amadeus put his hand on hers. Amadeus slowly massaged her breasts as he drifted to sleep.
Luna also fell asleep, her hand finally coming to rest in between Twilight’s thighs. Twi joyfully found sleep of her own, with her love holding her and her ruler tenderly touching her. Twilight slept well that night, no longer alone.
* * *
Amadeus’ right arm hurt. His fingertips tingled and he couldn’t feel anything besides that. He tiredly opened his eyes.
No wonder, he thought. Twilight and I fell asleep spooning again. He fished his arm out from under Twilight’s head and replaced it with a soft pillow. The texture and weight of the pillow seemed odd, and he realized it was not his, nor one of Twilight’s.
His sleepy eyes shot open. A bright light was turned to a pale blue by the curtains around the bed, it was easily late morning. Amadeus noticed Twilight sleeping in front of him, spooning with Luna. It was a sublime sight, the two beautiful women holding each other in such a way. Amadeus wanted to lay back down and try his luck at a morning after quickie, but he knew he was already out of time.
He kissed Twilight on the cheek and got out of bed quickly. He hastily threw on his pants and went to the bathroom to find a brush. He washed his face and found a thin-toothed comb. His once glorious mane was shaved down to a very short length, it needed little grooming.
Amadeus shaved with a clean lady’s razor, but skipped the feminine deodorant. He’d rather stink than smell of a french boutique.
He went back into the bedroom and found his shirt, tie, black socks, jacket and shoes. He was just finishing tying them when Twilight slipped out of bed. A sleepy smile on her face was replaced with anxious worry.
“What’s going on? Where ar-”
Amadeus interrupted her with a passionate kiss. “I must go,” he told her calmly. “I need to report back to my CO by,” he checked his pocket watch, a silver round watch with a leather strap and a small picture of an older woman inside. “Shit!” Amadeus scrambled to collect his instrument and bouquet. “I’ll, I’ll see you tonight? At the Smoking Salmon?”
“O-yes! Of course, the show tonight, I’ll be there!” Twilight said.
“Great! I have to leave, an hour ago!” Amadeus turned to leave. Before he grabbed the knob to the door, Twilight hugged him from behind, still naked.
He turned and looked into her eyes. Twilight hugged him again and buried her face in his chest. “I love you, Amadeus.”
He dropped his case and held her head to him. “I love you, too, Twilight.” Amadeus wanted to forget every duty he had and just stay here with her for eternity. Her clean hair, that beautiful hair sent a sweet scent up his nostrils. He swallowed and looked down into Twilight’s face again. Her large, beautiful purple eyes held his for one precious moment.
Twilight jumped up and wrapped her arms and legs around him. Amadeus caught her with a firm grasp on her ass. Their lips met, tongues danced over each other with all the passions of a waltz compacted into lovers' mouths. The sweat from the previous night's activities made Amadeus lose his grip, Twilight shifted a little in his hands. He let her down, and put his arms around her as she leaned into him again.
“I never want to leave you,” she said. A tear rolled down her cheek, falling to the stone floor.
“I know,” Amadeus replied. He pushed her away and exited.
The large oak door closed behind him, he stood at the end of a long corridor. A duo of guards brandishing ornate black armor with hoods and black rifles flanked either side of the hallway about fifteen feet from Luna’s door. They did not react to the latch closing. Two royal guards, presumably well trained in combat and brainwashed to protect the princess with their lives, not showing a single emotion sparked fear deep inside Amadeus.
He started forward, slowly. He was nearly between the two of them when one reached out and grabbed his shoulder.
Amadeus nearly reacted instinctively to break his hold and blast him with lightning, or maybe a swift elbow to the nose. Luckily, he did not.
“The princess meant for you to read this, sir,” the first guard said, extending an envelope with his other hand. “If you’ll come with me, we’ll make sure you reach your commanding officer as soon as possible.”
Amadeus was relieved and grateful. He quickly read the message. Not only would he get out of the palace without any guards objecting to him, but he would get to where he needed to be with armed escorts!
“Of course,” Amadeus said. “Lead the way.”
They both went down the castle steps and got into a black sedan with blacked out windows. Amadeus climbed in, placing his precious instrument on the seat next to him. In a matter of moments, the car sped to a stop at the Tenpony Hotel, where the band had stayed that night.
Amadeus took his trumpet and flowers and found the lobby. As he approached the front desk, a familiar voice called from behind him.
“Amadeus, me boy!” A hand clasped down hard onto his shoulder. “Could you please enlighten me, what color are Luna’s panties?” Six String bursted out into a harsh yet jovial laugh. Behind him was at least half of the band. Most wore their casual camo and boots, but the jazz band wore blue suits, the same as the ones worn for the concert the previous evening.
Amadeus’ face flushed red. Everyone had heard, and he had to answer. “Uh,” he said. Amadeus rubbed his neck. He knew word got back to the princesses quickly in Canterlot. “W-well, they looked like a dark-”
“Future for you if you finish that sentence,” a cool female voice said to him. Luna stood only a short step behind him. “Our little guillotine is still an option, don’t think you’re safe.”
A male member of the crowd scoffed, unleashing a torrent of thunderous laughter throughout the crowd. Luna ended it all with a death stare into the first person to laugh.
“Also, Amadeus, I believe you forgot something.” Luna took a pair of Samurai Jack boxers from her bag and dropped it at his feet. Stunned silence hung in the room. She turned and began walking to the door. “Break a leg tonight!” Luna called as she left.
The instant the door closed, the entire lobby of the hotel erupted. Some fell over in painful bouts of laughter, others rolled their eyes, yet others had to collect their jaws from the floor. Blue Steel patted Amadeus hard on the back, but not even that could shake him loose from the shock.
That set the tone for the day. Amadeus had managed to leave the palace with no underwear. He scooped them up and rushed into the bathroom to change.
Amadeus spent the rest of the day receiving scornful looks from some, astonished ones from others, and jealous glares from the rest of the males. The jazz band put on short concerts at the local high schools to pass time before their primary performance. Amadeus had trouble focusing at the first school, but shook himself and regained his tone by the second little concert. A very impressed pair of students even asked for his autograph.
It was late evening when he arrived with the band at the Smoking Salmon. The sign above the door featured a mobster wearing a shirt with rolled sleeves and a vest. A fedora was on his head, and a large salmon was in his hand.
They entered in the back, and Amadeus helped cart drums in to the stage. On his third trip back stage to grab equipment, he was yanked into a dark hallway by the arm.
“What the h-” Amadeus was cut off by a firm kiss. He opened his eyes and saw none other than Twilight Sparkle, her hair styled perfectly and her face punctuated by very classy make up. Her rosy pink lipstick was not smeared by her sudden kiss. They stood in each other's arms in the darkness, not saying a word.
Amadeus brushed her bangs out of her eyes. Even in the dark, her beautiful eyes shone brightly.
“Amadeus,” Twilight said quietly. “I was so excited to see you tonight. I want to say goodbye before you leave.” Twilight looked around shyly.
Amadeus held her closer. He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered. “I love you so much, Twi.” He grabbed her earlobe in his lips and nibbled lightly. He felt her hot breath on his neck.
“Oh, Amadeusss,” Twilight moaned quietly. She pinched his butt.
Amadeus stood up high again, his hand moved south along her bare back. Twilight’s dress was extremely sexy. They kissed again as he squeezed her tight cheeks. Amadeus felt his snake start to become rigid again. Twilight bit and sucked on his lower lip, breathing deeply. She let him go, staring at him for just another moment.
Amadeus gave her a long peck. “I must go,” he said in a near whisper. “Tchuss, meine kleine Frauline.” Amadeus’ hand brushed Twilight’s bottom as he left.
The drums and stands were all nearly ready, the performance was scheduled to begin within five minutes. Amadeus found his music and trumpet and began to warm up. He waited around and thougth about Twilight and Luna. Last night was pure magic. It was exactly the release he needed. Twilight’s tight pussy was the object of his desire since the last time he had been inside, months ago.
“Ready, lady killer?” Blue Steel asked with a smirk.
Amadeus stood up and saluted, as professionally as he could. “Sir, yes sir.”
Blue Steel saluted back and held out his gloved hand. Amadeus shook it firmly. “You better be, son. I want you to kill the ladies out there tonight.”
The band walked by them onto the stage, greeted by a modest applause. Amadeus followed them and stood between the two other trumpet players. He was lead, so he stood with one on his left and right. They started without a word, save “One, two, three!”
The first chart was a hard funk called “The Chicken”. It had very syncopated rhythms and was fun to play and listen too, a perfect one to start it off.
Amadeus scanned the crowd as the audience in the dark club applauded after the first piece. Everyone sat at tables with one candle each, about three or four to a table. Drinks and meals were being served, but no dinner for the standing room in the back. He couldn't see Twilight, or any princesses. The first tables from the stage were obscured by the trombone and saxophones in front of him. She could have a seat front and center! he thought. Princesses could set that up easy.
Just before the count for the next song, Amadeus was tapped on the shoulder by the second trumpet player, who pointed stage left. Amadeus tried to look, but he started the next song: “Gospel John”. The long intro was a trumpet solo, and he added plenty of flare and screeching high notes.
That song, too, went very well. He got a standing ovation for his opening solo alone. The house was hot tonight, the atmosphere was alive. Amadeus stole a glance stage left again. He saw no one behind the curtain. The second trumpet player shrugged her shoulders when he asked her what she had seen.
“Thank you,” Blue Steel said to the crowd. “That was Amadeus Hummel on the trumpet, a big throwback to mister Maynard Ferguson with that one...” he continued on about the next and final piece. “‘Blue’.”
Amadeus sat his trumpet on a trumpet stand and picked up a flugelhorn, a larger and wider bore horn that resembled a large cornet. He put it to his lips and played a short note. Amadeus fixed his embouchure and made a big motion to kick off the song. He held out a large, wide, dark note as the entire band constructed a depressingly haunting minor chord around him. Amadeus played the beautifully moving transition and again, the band created another, lower chord. Repeat twice, and then another, quieter move to the melody and a slow, soft beat provided by brushes on the drums.
The slow, haunting song reached out to every audience member, holding their hearts in a cold grip. The other trumpets accompanied Amadeus as he progressed the melody with a muted, wailing sound of french police sirens. The effect was memorable and chest freezing.
More and more bone chilling chords and harmonies led the crowd like an obedient dog on a leash. When the time came for the final cadenza, the sad story of a man in love, his heart torn to shreds and his love's corpse swelling up like a balloon in a nearly frozen river was told without words. The last chords, the period at the end of a letter penned by the coroner, signed off for the ensemble. The audience sat in sad silence for a pregnant moment before exploding in a roaring applause.
Amadeus was hailed to the front of the stage where he took a bow. Someone even tossed a blue rose onto the stage. He took it and walked back to his instruments with it in his teeth. He felt he had all the reason in the wold to flaunt. Blue steel gave a compliment to the cheering room for their attendance and bowed. Eventually, in a matter of minutes, the band left the stage and the applause died out.
Backstage, Amadeus dropped his rose in his flugelhorn case and was reluctant to leave Canterlot, and Twilight, behind. His last goodbye was far from sufficient. He feared any farewell would be.
“Amadeus!” He turned to find none other than Twilight Sparkle, accompanied by both princesses. Twilight stood a head shorter than Celestia, whose white and purple dress matched her student’s. Luna, however, was just noticeably taller than Twilight, and wore her own gown. It was striking, yet not as much to him as Twilight's. Amadeus saw that Luna was wearing large heels, however, that matched her shimmering black dress.
“Twilight!” Amadeus set his trumpet case down in the back hallway. The band was filing out the other side where the bus was idling. “You saw the whole performance, right?” Amadeus caught Twilight as she ran up to hug him. He hesitated to let her go so that she could answer.
Finally, Twilight managed to lean back in his arms to look him in the eyes. She only nodded, tears in her eyes. Twilight tried to blink away her tears, but only forced them onto her cheeks. Amadeus held her close to his chest. They stood together for a long moment, never wanting to end it.
“Amadeus,” Celestia toned in softly. “I understand you share deep love with Twilight.” She slowly approached them and met his eyes. Celestia rested a hand on both of their backs. “And that love is strong, precious. Amadeus,” she addressed him directly again. “Do you want to be with Twilight? If you could abandon your contract and investment your nation has made in you, as well as you have made in it, would you?” Celestia’s tone was somber and serious.
Amadeus looked into Twilight’s gaze once more, smiling. “If, and only if I can protect and be with my little Twilight.” He leaned forward and kissed her on the lips.
Luna looked on nearby, but didn’t move. Celestia watched as Amadeus ended their passionate kiss.
“In that case,” Celestia said. “I can arrange for your final concert of this tour to be your last in the navy. It’s in Ponyville, is it not?” Amadeus beamed up at the Princess. “But, there’s a catch.”
His smile faded. Amadeus looked at Celestia, standing over him and Twilight to his left. “What is it? You’re the leader of Equestria, this should be child’s play to you! What do you wa-” then it struck him. Celestia wanted something out of this. Or... does she? His mind swirled with different crazy, some sexy scenarios as to what he would have to do for her.
Celestia closed her eyes and held up a hand. “To leave in such a short term of service, you must be dishonorably discharged. You won’t be paid, and your insurance is invalidated. I apologize, these benefits are worth a lot, I know. But that is the only way.” Amadeus noticed Celestia rub Twilight’s back slowly with her bare hand as she talked. The way she did it seemed suspicious to him, but he figured it was just petty jealousy. “Unless you wish to stay in for three more years, that’s the only thing I can do.”
Amadeus looked from Celestia to Twilight, and caught Luna’s eye for a moment. Twilight’s eyes were anxiously looking up to him. “I’m sure Ponyville could use a musician. I’ll take any chance to be with Twilight, even if that means I’m not going to be in the navy anymore.”
Twilight shut her eyes and laid her head against his chest, hugging him tight. Amadeus hugged back. He blinked away tears as he held her close. The next four months were going to be the toughest of his life, he knew it. The prize after such excruciating waiting would be worth it, a normal life with Twilight.
“These two nights have been the best of my life,” Twilight said into his chest. She looked into his eyes again, wiping her tears. They smeared her mascara a little bit, but she wasn’t wearing much. “What are you going to do for all that time?” She was no longer hysteric, but obviously sad.
Amadeus smiled, attempting to cheer her up. "The same thing I’ve done for the past year, Twilight. Play with the band, work out for five hours a day, practice for five more, fall asleep on the bus and hide my hard-on thinking about you.”
Twilight smiled back and kissed him once. It seemed to work. She ran one finger down the center of his shirt, just next to the buttons. “Well, if we had a few minutes, I’d help you out with the last bit.” Twilight leaned into him and met his eyes, hers were half-lidded with lust.
Celestia cleared her throat and nodded to the changing room. Luna simply giggled.
“Right,” Amadeus quickly dismissed the princesses. “Thanks for coming tonight, princesses. I hope you enjoyed the show.”
“Oh, it was amazing!” Luna said excitedly. “We loved the last song so mu-mph!” Celestia grabbed her by the face and pulled Luna against her chest.
“We have to leave now, Luna! Have a safe trip to Baltimare!” Celestia waved and dragged Luna out with her.
Amadeus looked back to Twilight. She gave a glance to the dressing room and bit her lip.
“Well? After you, Twilight.” Amadeus let her lead him by the hand to the men’s changing room. It was unlocked and vacant. Amadeus locked the door behind him and flicked on the light, but Twilight quickly turned it back off.
She pounced in the dark, somehow finding his lips in the pitch black darkness. They kissed hard, feeling each other’s formally clothed bodies. Amadeus squeezed Twilight’s ass, Twilight bit at his neck. Amadeus slipped his hand under her dress, and Twilight untied the knot around her neck, letting her dress fall to the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra under her dress. Amadeus began pinching her nipples.
“Twilight, we don’t have much time.”
“I’ll be quick, I promise.”
“Just a quickie, then?”
“Mmmmm, maybe.”
“What else wou-oh! That’s good.”
“Help me with your zipper.”
“There, and there.”
“Hm! It’s just as hard and warm as last night.”
“I forgot how much I missed your giggle. This is just for you, this time.”
“Just for me?”
“Yup.”
“Oh, I like the sound of that.”
“Oh, I like that sound. Yes, just like that.”
“Mmmmph. Mmmmmmmm....”
“Ah, fuck. Go a little faster now.”
“Mmmrm?”
“Jeez, ah. Suck it, Twi, just like that...”
“Aaaaommmf”
“Yeah? Oh, hell yeah. Yeah, take it deep. Ah, fuck”
“Mmmph, mmph, mmmph, mmph.”
“Keep going, I know you can go deeper.”
“Mmm?”
“I mean, if you want.”
“Mmnng-gck!”
“Shiiiit! Oh holy shit.”
“Nnngah! I need to catch my breath.”
“Ah, take your time, but do that again!”
“Hah, okay. Uhhng...”
“Damn, what was that spell?”
“Mhmmnng. Mmm-gck. Hhgck, hhngck, hgk...”
“Oh, OH! That was THAT kind of spell. Haha, my little cock sucker.”
“Ack, ahgk ngck...”
“Fffuck, Twi, keep going. That’s... so good!”
“Nngck, ahgck... ngck, hnnngck...”
“Ah, ah, you ready? Just, fuck just one second.”
“Aaahgck, ngck, ncgk nghck nghck nahngck aannnngah! Yeah! God, Amadeus, you’re so huge.”
“Th-anks, fuck, i’m gonna cum! Keep stroking, Twi! Where do you want it?”
“Ah, I don’t care! Just cum for me!”
“Aahh, open your mouth. I can’t see just get in front of me!”
“Give it to me, swanky fucker! Cum alr-”
“Fuck! Ah, god. Damn!”
“Hah, aaaaahmm...mgulp”
“Fuck, that was good. Did you just swallow it?
“Yeah, only part of it though. Ha ha, I need to clean my face, now”
“Twilight?”
“Yes, Amadeus?”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
In the darkness, Twilight wiped her face and smiled. Amadeus sat back on counter top and relaxed. He carefully put his rifle away and gave a soft farewell to Twilight. She hid as he discretely left, and cleaned up in the sink after he was gone. Her face was a mess in the fluorescent light, even if she had managed to swallow most of his seed. A large amount clung to her chin, so Twilight decided to collect it on her pointer finger. Instead of tossing it away in the sink, Twilight held the living essence of Amadeus on her finger for a moment and simply gazed a thousand miles past it.
A soft knock at the door brought her back. “Twilight? You in there? It’s Luna.” The door knob clacked a few times, it was locked from the inside.
“One second!” Twilight looked at her finger as she stood naked. She cringed in indecision, then quickly swallowed the sperm on her pointer finger.
Twilight stood behind the door and opened it slowly for Luna, then shut it quietly behind her.
“Well, We’re glad you could have a proper farewell. But did you have to be so loud? And messy!” Twilight blushed as Luna tenderly licked off Amadeus’ cum from her bare breast, letting Luna rub and touch her wet pussy.
Luna slipped out of her tight dress and massaged Twilight’s soft skin with her own, embracing and kissing her. Twilight kissed and returned Luna’s advances. Sucking Amadeus’ huge cock had made her hot.
“Oh, princess, your right on time tonight.” Twilight breathed sharply as Luna pinched and rolled her clit in her fingers.
“Twilight, would you like to see our magic wand?” Luna snapped her fingers, the spark and sizzle the only noise as she kissed Twilight’s neck.
Chapter 3
Chapter 3
The long train ride was quiet and quite peaceful, yet dreadfully boring. The mundane travel time left Twilight time to think about her visit to Canterlot. She had finished reading her novel, and now Twilight found herself as a worm without a book to dig into.
She sighed heavily again and looked up into the orange-yellow hues of a clear morning sky. Twilight closed her eyes and tried to catch a few moments of precious sleep. Her mind, however, had other plans. Amadeus dominated her thoughts, banishing any hope of rest. Twilight yearned just to be held again. His fleeting appearance was something beyond special. Her knees twitched in her seat when she thought about his practiced tongue, and shuddered when she recalled his hard shaft pressing into her cervix. Twilight sat up in her seat. She attempted to occupy her mind with the flowing scenery. The conductor informed the passengers over the PA that Ponyville could be seen in just a few.
Ponyville coming towards the train in the morning sun brought happiness back to Twilight. Rarity, with Spike close by, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy stood on the platform waiting. Twilight jumped a little in her seat when she saw what Fluttershy wore. Her normally reserved humors usually matched her attire. Today, however, her delicious curves were supplemented by her revealing outfit. Her blue and pink dress hugged her torso tightly, leaving her arms and much of her legs bare. The curves around her hips, and especially her chest, seemed ready to burst.
The train came to a halt. Twilight’s inertia pulled her out of her bench and onto the floor. She picked herself up, grabbed her luggage, and straightened her outfit. Today, she wore a modest blouse and slacks. She felt under dressed.
“Twilight!” Called every one of her friends, including Spike, in near unison. Rainbow Dash was on her first, followed by a mob of hugs.
“Aw, girls! Thanks! I missed you all, too.” Spike hugged Twilight as well, but still had an annoyed look. “And Spike, of course. Where would I be without my number one assistant?” She tousled his messy hair.
“Quit it, Twi!” Spike threw up his arms and pushed Twilight’s hand away.
“Twilight, love,” Rarity chimed in. “Tell us every detail of your brush with royalty. Was it as luxurious and cultured as I imagined it to be?”
Fluttershy snuck one step closer. “Oh, it was quite luxurious. I’ll tell you all about my trip later, I’m exhausted from the overnight train ride from Canterlot. I didn’t get a wink of sleep.” Twilight still had quite a bit of energy, but honestly had not slept much at all.
“N-no party?” Pinkie Pie was visibly disappointed. “But I had brownies and lemon bars and punch and-”
“PINKIE PIE!” Rainbow Dash stopped her suddenly. “Twilight’s tired, probably. You think she wants sugary sweets at seven, anyway?”
Pinkie covered her mouth with her hands. “Oh! Sorry! Those are special.” She giggled and clamped her lips shut.
“Now, girls,” Applejack said uneasily. “You heard Twi, she needs to rest up fer now.”
Rarity cocked her hips, placed one hand on her side and looked first at Twilight, then Fluttershy. “Yes, one must get one’s beauty sleep.” She checked her small, stylish watch, showing it off as much as checking the time. “Even if one must start at seven in the morning.”
“Oh, but Twilight, are you sure you wouldn’t want some breakfast?” Fluttershy looked at her with her bottomless eyes. “I’ll buy, I don’t mind, really. I could make something, too. I mean, unless you’d rather go get some rest...”
Twilight hugged her tight. “I’d love to get something to eat, Fluttershy. How abou-”
“OOH! OH! I know!” Pinkie jumped up and hugged them both. “Let’s go get cinnamon rolls! Everyone likes cinnamon rolls. Good for breakfast, am I right? I mean, I’ve never met a single person who didn’t like cinnamon rolls. Have you? Don’t answer that one, cos I know you haven’t. Why, one time, I was eating breakfast someplace and I ordered three! Then the waiter asked if I wanted dessert, which of course I wanted dessert, but I mean, cinnamon rolls are gooey and sweet on their own. So I said ‘No thank you, I’m watching my figure,’ and the waiter was all ‘Ya don’t say?’ and I was like ‘Ya huh!’ and then I got my breakfast and it was delicious! We have to go back to that place! Or, I guess I’m not sure if you’ve ever been there, but I wanna go back. It’s just a few blocks down, what do you say?”
Pinkie let them go and gauged their reactions with a big, persuading grin.Twilight smiled back, she was famished. Fluttershy shied into Twilight’s arms a little bit.
“Actually, that sounds delicious.” Twilight snuck her hand to Fluttershy’s. “What do you think, girls? And Spike!” she hastily added.
A group consensus was reached in moments: cinnamon rolls for brunch it was. They walked off into Ponyville, Spike carrying most of Twilight’s luggage. After a quick stop home to drop off Twilight’s bags, they continued to the little restaurant nearby.
The cafe was not very busy. A few people milled about, quietly conversing or using their laptops. Twilight enjoyed her breakfast of a big, gooey cinnamon roll and a cold glass of milk. Spike greedily gobbled his and helped Twilight finish her meal. Fluttershy and Rarity split the tab, and Twilight left the tip.
Luckily for Twilight and Fluttershy, Spike was scheduled for an afternoon of imagination and tree conquering with some of the other school children. Then, Spike had told her, he was going to have dinner at a friend’s. It was someone’s birthday, so they would stay the night and watch movies, or play video games, or something that boys just hitting double digits in their age liked to do. Not remembering the birthday boy’s name and address frustrated Twilight, but Spike deserved a long leash. At least, she thought he was responsible enough.
The girls had the library all to themselves. It was a library, however, so they had to remain somewhat decent.
Fluttershy laid her head in Twilight’s lap as they sat on the couch, not really watching whatever was on TV. Twilight had an urge to turn it off and grab a book. That, however, might disturb her lap warmer, and that was out of the question. Sunday morning cartoons weren’t too bad.
“Twilight?” Fluttershy ran a slender finger along the seat of the couch.
“What is it, Fluttershy?” Twilight’s eyelids were heavy after breakfast.
Fluttershy sat up and laid her head on Twilight’s shoulder. “Rarity told me this morning to tell you that we should rest up and meet her at her place tonight. Sometime around seven, I think.” Fluttershy nuzzled closer against Twilight's yielding flesh, feeling the warmth of her body.
Twilight blinked slowly and put an arm around Fluttershy. “That’s... nice.” Twilight adjusted herself slightly and began to doze. A loud commercial advertising some god awful product jolted her awake.
“Who the hell wants a stupid backwards robe?” Twilight mumbled. She pointed the remote at the television, terminated it with resentment, and laid down with Fluttershy on the couch. Fluttershy held Twilight closely so that she wouldn’t fall off. The sofa was a little too small to lay on their sides together like this, and Twilight’s little behind dangled off the edge.
Just as Twilight was resuming her trek into dreamland, Fluttershy woke her with a gentle brush along Twilight’s upper thighs. She gasped at the sudden stimulation.
“Sorry,” whispered Fluttershy. Little did she know that Twilight was now wide awake.
Twilight twisted onto her back and put her left hand on Fluttershy’s hip, brushing her side gently. Her tight blue gown was held on by merely two buttons on the breast, clasping two layers together in a square fashion. If it were white and had sleeves, Fluttershy’s dress would look like a very sexy, form-fitting nurse outfit.
“Want to go find someplace more... comfortable?” Twilight looked into Fluttershy’s eyes at last.
Twi could see that she wanted to. She turned back and brought her face to Fluttershy’s and kissed her slowly and gently on her lips. Twilight stopped and hovered just millimeters from Fluttershy’s face. She kissed her again and breathed deeply, feeling Fluttershy’s soft lips. Fluttershy reacted by moving with her body, touching her body with Twilight’s. Twilight scrambled to stay on the couch in vain, clumsily crashing to the floor.
“I’m so sorry, Twilight!” Fluttershy carefully leaned upwards, resting her weight on her left palm at the end of an extended elbow. A blush spread across Fluttershy’s cheeks as she pulled her bangs out of her face. “It’s just, you know exactly how to get me all flustered.”
Twilight said nothing and got up. “Hey, I asked for it, Shy.”
She swayed her hips on the way to the stairs and threw Fluttershy a “come hither” look over her shoulder. A beckoning finger pulled Fluttershy up the stairs behind Twilight. They regrouped at Twilight's bedroom door, holding each other close.
“Oh my goodness,” Fluttershy quickly said in a desperate tone. “Will... will the library be alright without you?” Twilight contemplated their time table at the bedroom door. If they were prudent, almost nothing should interrupt them. Still, she thought. I should lock the front door.
A strange thought struck Twilight. What if someone did catch us, naked, in the middle of it? What if we fell asleep and were completely helpless to resist? Those thoughts disturbed and excited Twilight at the same time. She realized that she had been neglecting Fluttershy’s answer and quickly aligned her thoughts
“Don’t worry, Fluttershy,” Twilight said levelly, pulling her closer to her face with a vixen’s smile. She moved her mouth close to Fluttershy’s ear. “No one cums on Saturday besides us.”
Fluttershy’s knees went weak, Twilight actually had to hold her up with most of her strength. “Oh my goodness, Twi! I, I need to do something right now.” Fluttershy stood and pulled Twilight to her by the ass with a firm squeeze. They held their lips together for a long, lustful kiss before stumbling together into Twilight’s bedroom. They fell into Twilight’s bed in a bout of passion.
Fluttershy lay on her back, looking up into Twilight’s eyes. Her dress rode up her thighs, revealing her white and red striped underwear. Fluttershy’s pussy lips were slightly visible through her wet panties.
Giggling softly to herself, Twilight pulled Fluttershy’s dress up, wasting no time to slide her fingers under the wet panties. Fluttershy gasped, Twilight’s fingers wetly glided along the soft petals of Fluttershy’s slick pussy lips. Fluttershy’s moans started, too, especially when Twilight applied a little force. Twilight stopped to massage the clitoris with circular, hard motions before going back to her previous technique.
The fatigue in Twilight’s mind melted away, revealing savage sexual energy. It had been weeks, just two, since she last had a chance to tend to Fluttershy. She felt as though she had to make up for lost time.
Twilight forced her slippery finger deep into Fluttershy. She gasped sharply, but her short breaths returned soon. Twilight thrust her finger as fast as she could, stopped to push deeply and stimulate Fluttershy’s insides, then returned to slamming her middle faster and harder. Her whole hand a blur. Wet, sloppy noises overrode Fluttershy’s little moans and gasps.
She alternated between thrusting and wiggling, then repeated with two fingers. The wet noises and fluids that emanated from Fluttershy’s hot, dripping pussy made Twilight hot as well.
Twilight wore a huge, mischievous grin and a slanted brow when she slipped in a third finger. It barely fit into Fluttershy’s tight cunt. Nonetheless, Twilight jammed her fingers deep into Fluttershy, blindly pushing and pulling on the vaginal walls with her fingertips. Fluttershy’s short breaths grew faster and shallower, her hips and legs began to flex and twitch, her mouth released an occasional long and desperate moan. Twilight gave Fluttershy a few quick final pushes, touching her cervix briefly, and pulled her fingers out. Fluttershy’s juices ran down her fingers, and more pussy lubricant spilled onto the sheets.
The fluids on her own digits dripped into Twilight’s mouth as she held her fingers above herself. A familiar, organic scent and flavor sweetly sent Twilight into a state of powerful bliss. She needed more than a mere taste.
Twilight removed her own pants and blouse quickly, then slid off her damp panties. Without a word, she climbed over Fluttershy and began removing her dress with her teeth. The last metal clasp easily came undone, letting Fluttershy's large, round breasts spill out.
Twilight eagerly slipped one of Fluttershy’s small, dark nipples into her mouth and sucked, massaging the other breast. Fluttershy’s sensitive, voluptuous tits yielded to Twilight’s every touch, lick, squeeze, nip, and bite. Twilight could feel Fluttershy’s every move and breath under her, and could control them easily.
She relinquished Fluttershy’s fantastic breasts and began to kiss her way down. Twilight licked along Fluttershy’s thighs, torturing her with weak pleasure. She giggled slightly and kept licking Fluttershy’s thighs. Just before the tip of the tongue reached the pussy lips, Twilight would move up and just around the clitoris.
“Aaahh,” Fluttershy sighed. She threw back her head and sat up slightly. “Oh, please Twilight, can you stop teasing please? I mean, oh, ah if you would l-like to-ooooooaaaahhh.”
Finally, on her fourth pass, she flicked Fluttershy’s clit quickly. The spastic response Fluttershy gave reflected her apparent pent up need for pleasure. Twilight, at last, gave in and licked from the bottom of Fluttershy’s lips to the clit a few times, stopping to tickle the clitoris every so often. Her tongue would repeatedly dive into the folds of Fluttershy’s warm, wet pussy and travel from the delicate opening to the little hidden nub.
Fluttershy was now quivering in heavenly pleasure. Her wet pussy glistened with more fluid than before. Twilight noisily stuck her tongue deep inside, tasting and stimulating Fluttershy on the inside. Fluttershy let out repeated high moans as Twi went deeper.
After her tongue tired, Twilight kissed, then sucked hard on Fluttershy’s clit. The beauty on the receiving end let out sharp moans and short, spastic breaths. Twilight licked, nipped, then sucked hard on Fluttershy’s clit relentlessly.
“Ah,” Fluttershy almost shouted. “R-right there! Oh my goodn-ness! M-MORE!”
Fluttershy’s cries reached Twilight’s ears, but this was not how she wanted to finish her. Instead, Twilight stopped and climbed over and kissed Fluttershy’s other pair of lips. Their tongues wrestled in Fluttershy’s mouth. Twilight had let all of the fluids she collected fall into Fluttershy’s mouth without actually meaning to.
She broke away and looked into Fluttershy’s desperate face. That look was almost enough for Twilight to give in and finish her immediately.
Almost.
Next, Twilight leaned down and pressed her breasts into Fluttershy’s. Their sizes definitely didn’t match.Twi massaged Fluttershy’s breasts with her own, small and sensitive as they were, and silently waited for Fluttershy to cool down for a moment.
Twilight let go of Fluttershy’s tits so that she could align their hips. Twilight pulled Fluttershy’s legs up and moved her own thighs up against Fluttershy’s, then began to grind her wet sex against Fluttershy’s, rubbing and sliding with the copious amounts of bodily lubricant. The sudden stimulation brought immense pleasure to Twilight. Her elbows began to give in already, but she only pressed and rubbed against Fluttershy’s hot, wet pussy harder.
Finally, Twilight couldn't hold out any longer. Her elbows caved, she fell chest-first onto Fluttershy. Their faces were close, moving and breathing hard. Twilight kissed Fluttershy deeply, grinding and thrusting her hips as they moved together. Twilight slipped one finger down to the folds of Fluttershy’s pussy lips.
Fluttershy arched her back in intense pleasure, breaking their embrace. Twilight sat up and watched Fluttershy writhe with great ecstasy, pressing her own weight directly down upon her partner’s twat. She placed her palms on Fluttershy’s breasts and rocked her hips back and forth stroking Fluttershy’s shaking pussy with her own. Their lower lips pushed and gave each other more of their fluids. The sensation was odd, but intense, acute, amazing.
Twilight leaned back, standing on her palms and feet, and moved her right leg under Fluttershy’s left. She turned her shoulders to the right, resting her upper body on her right elbow. Together, they scissored with undulating hip movements. Twilight pushed her hot lips against Fluttershy, and Fluttershy pushed back just as hard. They no longer moved back and forth by pushing and pulling, but instead moved by grinding up and down, harder and softer, trading forces and fluids.
Fluttershy’s rhythm faltered, and Twilight accidentally thrusted hard, sending Fluttershy back..
“Fluttershy!” Twilight got onto her knees and crawled over the wet bed sheet. “Are you okay?”
She lay still, breathing hard, and nodded. “I-I n-n-” Fluttershy tried to speak, but had no voice. Instead, she spread her legs wide and placed her hands on either side of her dripping pussy.
Twilight understood. She got down and put her face close to Fluttershy’s lips. Then, she easily slid two fingers deep inside, coaxing a quiet noise somewhere between a scream and a moan from Fluttershy.
Twilight loved the sounds Fluttershy made during sex. They were always little and adorable, quiet ones. Except for the climax. Of the dozen or so times Twilight had made her cum, Fluttershy shrieked in pleasure at least ten of them. Twilight forgot how many times she had to be muffled by a pillow.
Fluttershy’s breathing was fast and shallow as Twilight rhythmically thrusted her fingers in and out. She felt and observed Fluttershy’s legs flex, her pussy began to clench tighter around Twilight’s fingers. She slowed and slipped in a third finger, then pushed quickly as deep as she could, all the way to her third knuckle. Twilight pulled and pushed again, and again, and again. Fluttershy shrieked a little at each thrust, louder each time. Twilight pumped her fingers deep inside and rocked them back and forth, pulling and pushing fast but not far. She moved down and kissed Fluttershy’s clitoris and sucked on it hard. Inside her mouth, Twilight licked it fast, wetly slipping her tongue along the pink knob.
“Ah!” Fluttershy gasped. “Ah, almost,” her large chest heaved as she breathed. “Hah, oh, yes!” She lifted her head and met Twilight’s eyes. “Oh, um, oh my goodness, that feels so am-Azing!” Fluttershy smiled briefly, but her lips contorted into a slack-jawed frown. She fell back and enjoyed Twilight’s fingers and mouth, her pleasure mounting.
Twilight let Fluttershy’s clit go with a wet smacking noise. She lightly licked it as her fingers moved and pushed faster. Twilight spread her fingers inside of Fluttershy, delving up and down and to either side with her individual tips. Fluttershy began to cry out now, her hot pussy spasmodically flexing around Twi’s fingers.
“Oh, OH! Ah, yes, yes!” Fluttershy clasped her hands down onto Twilight’s head. “Oh my god! Yes! R-right th-THERE!” Twilight pushed and sucked harder exactly in the same fashion that Fluttershy screamed at. She finally found her g-spot and planned to stow that information away for future reference. Twilight curled her first two fingers and pressed upwards, pulling towards herself at the same time. She pressed her tongue on Fluttershy’s clit and let her cum.
“Oh, Ah! Oh MY GAAH-” Her throat caught as pleasure shook through her body. Her hot cunt squeezed and flexed in climax, squirting onto Twilight’s chin and bed.
Twilight moved her head out of the way to watch, then pulled her fingers out and pressed forcefully into Flurrershy’s clitoris. A second hot wave came out immediately, drenching her forearm and the sheets. Twilight watched anxiously as Fluttershy came, biting her finger and arching her back, trying not to scream.
She inhaled with fatigue when her climax was over, at last, with a third little spurt.
“Uh, wow.” Twilight laughed. She opened and closed her fingers in a fist repeatedly, trying to make them function as fingers, not just sex tools. Jeez, that was intense, she thought. Twilight sat up between Fluttershy’s legs, her ass resting in the dampest part of the sheet. She didn’t mind. In a way, the hot wetness was pretty sexy on her skin, in a kinky sort of way. Twilight met Fluttershy’s eye as she sucked off the vaginal fluids from her fingers.
“Oh my goodness,” Fluttershy said tiredly.”That was... amazing.” She sighed and sat up. A shocked look of guilt appeared on her face when she saw the horror she afflicted to Twilight’s bedspread. Twilight sat in a splatter pattern of female ejaculate, just wider than her hips and about as long as her leg.
“I, I,” Fluttershy stammered. “I’m so sorry about the mess! I, I didn’t mean to gush, re-”
“It’s okay!” Twilight rushed forward to lay on top of her woman.
Again, she whispered softly in her ear. “Besides, I’m the one who made it.” She grinned and moved her hand along Fluttershy’s sides, receiving a relieved giggle. “But, I think it’s time we switched it up, now.”
Twilight sat up and straddled Fluttershy’s leg, letting her weight push her still steamy sex into Fluttershy’s thigh. She leaned forward and nibbled on Fluttershy’s earlobe for a few moments. Fluttershy would move her leg up and down, caressing Twilight’s slick lips with her smooth skin. Twilight had to stop, her mind began to swim.
Giggling, Twilight stood at the side of the bed, the hot fluid cooling on her warm skin, and put her hand on Fluttershy’s head. She gently pushed it down between her legs. Twilight released a soft, laughing moan as Fluttershy tickled her pussy with a few light licks.
“Ah, Fluttershy, you don’t have to be so shy.” Twilight spread her feet slightly and placed both hands on Fluttershy’s hair. The pretty pink mass of long, light hair bobbed up and down as she kept licking, with progressively more and more assertiveness.
"Pick up a pattern,” Twilight moaned. It took her a moment to realize that Fluttershy was tracing the alphabet with her tongue inside. She mouthed along after E, feeling the shape of every letter send shivers up her spine.
Fluttershy suddenly pushed her face into Twilight’s crotch, just after four consecutive O’s. Twilight gasped as Fluttershy’s tongue slid deep inside, parting her wet lips. Fluttershy retreated out and laid down on her back looking up into Twilight’s eyes.
“Sorry, was that too much?” Fluttershy’s eyes roamed the room.
“No! That was fantastic.” Twilight made Fluttershy lie down fully and stood over her face on her knees. “Do it again.” She carefully sat on Fluttershy’s face. The timid Fluttershy wasted no time at slipping her tongue deep inside again. Twilight felt every clumsy, shaky movement inside her. It was nothing like what she felt in Luna’s bedroom, or her teacher’s, but it was nice in different way. The spastic, seemingly random movements kept her on edge.
Twilight hunched over and watched Fluttershy concentrate. She could feel her own pleasure mounting. Her hips began moving on their own, slowly undulating in time with Fluttershy’s tongue. Twilight grabbed her own tits, squeezing and massaging to fill the time. She pinched her nipples, the slight pain grew into a body pleasure.
Fluttershy’s tongue slipped out of Twilight’s pussy and slid up towards her clit. Fluttershy followed Twilight’s example, kissing and sucking on her clitoris. Twilight nearly fell forward, the sharp pain and stimulation shocked her so much. She breathed deeply as Fluttershy went wild and Twilight’s fingers squeezed her own nipples, harder.
Twilight could feel every movement Fluttershy’s delicate tongue made. Her sensitive clitoris tingled, sending needle pricks up her spine. Fluttershy stopped, just when Twilight was really beginning to enjoy herself.
“Ah, why, why did you stop?!” Twilight looked down and saw that Fluttershy was rubbing her jowls. “Oh, heh, I see.”
Twilight climbed off of the bed and hastily grabbed her vibrator from its hiding place. They needed to work fast.
Twilight jumped back onto the bed and handed Fluttershy her blue vibrator, then laid back and spread her legs. Fluttershy took it without a word, timidly touching the tool to Twilight’s tender twat.
“Uh,” Fluttershy held the dildo to her face. “How do I turn this on, aga-OH!” She managed to find the switch, making it come alive with a violent buzz. Fluttershy nearly dropped it, but got a hold of the thing, making her hands shake as well. She dialed the setting down to near half power. Twilight remembered the last time she used it. The power was set to ten for a reason.
Fluttershy moved her ass over Twilight’s head. Twilight could see Fluttershy’s tender slit between her tight, round cheeks. Fluttershy gently prodded Twilight’s lips while Twilight brushed her left pointer finger along Fluttershy’s slit simultaneously.
The vibrator’s soft rattle was muffled when Fluttershy lightly placed it against Twilight’s wet pussy lips. The fantastic vibrations pushed her into a new world of bliss.
Twilight’s head thudded on the pillow. Twilight let Fluttershy play with her, and she played with Fluttershy, not needing to look to stroke and pinch and push the right spots.
She felt the vibrator continuously rub up and down, pressing and letting up, stopping and circling her clitoris. Before she knew it, Twilight was gasping and letting out involuntary moans and squeaks. She penetrated Fluttershy’s slit accidentally. Fluttershy didn’t react very much, as far as Twilight could tell in her distracted state.
“Do, do you want me to put it in now?” Fluttershy asked, not stopping her gentle massaging. Her cheeks were red behind her long, cherry pink bangs.
Twilight lifted her head briefly, but heavily fell back down. She managed to exhale: “Oh, god, yes Fluttershy!”
She breathed deeply and prepared herself mentally for intense feelings. “Wait! Turn it up two more notches first.” She stopped playing with Fluttershy’s pussy. Her girlfriend had already had a turn.
“Okay,” Fluttershy quietly replied. Twilight cried out briefly when the vibrations kicked up once, then twice. Her throat caught, however, as the tip penetrated her soft hole. “A-Aaaa-Aaaaa-!” Her breath let out in a high-pitched moan with every quarter-inch the tool pushed inside, vibrating her very core. Twilight lost all sense of her room, the great sensation of the vibrations churned her insides. The only thing she could feel, aside from the soothing vibrator easing its way deeper inside, was her looming release. She felt like she needed to pee really badly.
“You okay, Twi?” came from somewhere behind a curtain. All Twilight could do was arch her back more and nod, the right side of her face pressed into the stained sheets. Twilight’s breathing had become shallow and fast.
Twilight moaned deeply, loudly. The vibrator reached all the way inside and was making her entire cunt purr. Her muscles felt watery, yet they tensed in dumb defiance. Fluttershy picked up the pace, thrusting it deep inside, pulling until the very tip was just barely inside the lips. Every time Fluttershy began to pull out, the oscillating tip would kiss her most sensitive spot, just the slightest bit.
Twilight reached her hand down blindly, finding Fluttershy’s wrist. She took it and pulled it towards her belly, forcing the coated and slick vibrator deeper than before. Twilight showed Fluttershy just where her spot was by pressing the shaking tip right on her g-spot. The majority of the tool stuck out, but the bullet-shaped head was like a jackhammer on her climax button.
Twilight arched her back and cried out in pleasure. Fluttershy vigorously massaged Twilight’s clit with two fingers and her special point inside at the same time.
“Oh, yes! Oh, F-Fluttershy, oh fuck me just like that! Moooore!” Twilight twisted her back and clenched her dirty sheets in her fists. She shook her hips back and forth quickly. “I’m gonna cu-umm!”
Twilight slouched up, standing on her forearms, and shuddered as she climaxed. Her cunt flexed, shooting out a short spurt of fluid. “Aaaaah~” She clenched her eyes shut and squirted again. It felt so indescribably amazing, the orgasm masked the feeling of Fluttershy pulling the vibrator out.
At last, Twilight opened one eye. Fluttershy sat between her legs, sitting on her knees in the fresh puddle. “How, um, how was that?"
Fluttershy timidly twiddled with the soppy vibrator in her mouth, it was off. Her torso and arms glistened with splattered bits of dim and reflected light that managed to filter in through the thick curtains.
Twilight sighed a contented sigh and fell back limply. “That was...” she paused, taking a pillow to put under her head. “Thoroughly good.” Twilight giggled and laid on her side. Their eyes met for a lingering moment, but Fluttershy gave in this time. She laid her head on Twilight’s shoulder, disregarding any need for haste.
While she felt very relieved and refreshed, Twilight’s lack of sleep caught up with her. Tiny pencil leads began to weigh on her eyelashes.
“Shy,” she began. “C’mere. I wanna cuddle some.”
Her eyelids were locked together before Fluttershy snuggled herself comfortable in Twilight’s arms.
* * *
Dinglingaling! The bell above the door to the library rang out briefly.
“-not a pickle!” Twilight yelled as she jolted upright. Fluttershy, who was laying on her shoulder, was thrown over on her other side violently.
“Shit! Sorry Fluttershy, someone's here, I have to take care of this!” Twilight brushed off her damp, sticky skin. She hastily threw on some sweatpants and a T-shirt.
Twilight rushed down the stairs, her hair mussed and her body strongly stenching of sex. If it were Spike at the door, she would have a tough time explaining this to him. Her feet were a blur as she reached the last step.
“Hello, and welcome to the Ponyville librar-” Twilight stopped when she saw who was standing in the foyer. “-y.” She let out a relieved sigh when the lady simply smiled, her big, golden eyes meandering about eerily in slightly different directions. “How can I help you today?”
Debbie, or Donna, Twilight didn’t remember her name, gave Twilight an appraising look. “Asleep on the job? Or after?” Her light, bubbly tone made Twilight giggle, even before she understood what she was talking about. Her voice, little and so cute, made Twilight give her a second look. Her slight frame was between petite and strong, her butt was nice and round. She turned around to look at the bookcases and gave Twilight a nice look at her white thong.
Twilight blushed, laughed, and tried to fix her hair. “Ha haa, you got me. I was sorta, busy, upstairs.” Twilight glanced at the clock. They had been out for merely an hour, and the sun coming in the large overhead window showed a clear blue sky.
“Uh,” said What’s-her-name. “I’m looking for someone named...” She checked a crumpled note in her bag. “Cheerilee? I have some extra special muffins for her.” Twilight was suddenly a bit hungry.
Twilight brought her eyes back from the sky and looked at the blond girl again. She was wearing a striped jailhouse rocker and a black jacket, complete with the numbers "47204". Her slim figure looked rather strong, but that might have just been her clothes. “I, uh, I haven’t seen her all day.” Twilight looked around, just to make sure there were no other visitors. “On a Saturday, I’d have no idea where to find her. Sorry.”
Twilight proceeded to the bathroom to fix her appearance some. Her hair was matted and badly mussed up. She ran water through it and dried it with a blow drier. She was just walking out to the library, brush in hand when she saw Fluttershy and the wild-eyed woman sitting on the couch conversing. Fluttershy’s hair was a mess as well and her dress was rather wrinkled. Twilight could smell the sweat and other odors coming off of her skin. She covertly sniffed her fingers. They stank, badly. Or smell great, Twilight thought. She wanted another taste of Fluttershy.
“But yeah, needless to say, he didn’t survive.” Fluttershy said to the blond woman. “And only if he didn’t try to steal Pinkie’s-” she stopped and turned to meet a shocked Twilight. “Oh, hi Twilight!” Fluttershy smiled and gave her a little wave. “I was just telling Derpy about the last time I was playing video games at Pinkie Pie’s. Apparently, they play together online sometimes.”
“Oh,” Derpy said. “I don’t want to impose or anything.” She stood and looked uneasily at Fluttershy and a bookshelf at the same time. “I’ll go if I’m being a third wheel.”
Twilight looked to Fluttershy, sitting on the couch. She looked apprehensive, but not disturbed. “Uh, no, Derpy.You’re fine.” Twilight kept brushing her damp hair. “You can stay for as long as you’d like. But I thought you were searching for Cheerilee.”
Derpy sat back down. “Well, I’m just trying to sell these muffins, really.” She took four bags out of her large black purse. Each plastic bag had a big poppy seed muffin inside They looked perfectly normal to Twilight. Perfectly appetizing, too.
“Well,” Fluttershy asked. “What’s wrong? I’d buy one if I was hungrier. Oh, now I feel like I should buy one, I’m sorry! How much are they? I can get my purse, just wait for one tiny moment!” Fluttershy stood and started for the stairs.
“No,” Derpy said with a funny laugh. “I don’t think you would want these. Besides, they are five-hundred bits apiece.”
“Five hundred?” Fluttershy was shocked, maybe insulted.
“Why are these so expensive? What’s in them?” Twilight reached out to examine one, but Derpy quickly snatched them all away.
“NO! My muffins!” She shoveled them into her purse hastily. “No! I need to sell these to keep my little girls nice and cozy at home.” Her defensiveness wavered in a moment of genuine worry. “Also, if I don’t get these sold, My dea-I mean my baker wouldn’t be happy...” Her tone trailed off, leading much to be answered.
“Well,” Twilight responded. “You’re welcome to stay here for as long as you’d like.” She sat down on the couch next to Fluttershy. “But I don’t think we’re going to buy your ‘muffins’,” she stated with sarcastic air-quotes.
“Right, well, I guess I better get going.” Derpy sounded a bit disheartened when she started for the door. “Oh, uh hey Twilight? Fluttershy?” Derpy turned at the door and dug around in her purse. “I, um, there’s this exclusive thing at Sugarcube Corner tonight, just come around ten if you’re interested. It’s gonna be pretty sweet.” She found a small flier and held it out. Twilight carefully grabbed it with her magic and brought it to her face.
The Joint? Strange name for... whatever the hell this is. The yellow and black quarter sheet of paper showcased said event was taking place at the party room, after hours. A few artists were featured by name, but the bad copy work made it inscrutable. “Thanks, Derpy,” Twilight said lightly. “I think we’ll try to make an appearance, at least. This sounds like a good time.”
“Thanks!” Derpy was instantly perky again, just like her chest in that tight shirt. “I gotta run, see you there!” She left, the bell clanged again as the door closed behind her. Twilight was let down a bit to see her go, but happy to watch her leave.
Fluttershy sighed heavily, falling into Twilight’s embrace on the couch. “Uh, I think, maybe, um... If we were a secret, we won’t be for long.” Fluttershy was almost inaudible, but Twilight could hear her. Her mouth was mere inches away from Twilight’s ear. Fluttershy’s long hair tickled Twilight’s face.
“Don’t worry about that,” Twilight softly told her. “If we are, uh, found out, I don’t think anything bad can become of it. I mean, so what? We love each other, personally,” she grabbed Fluttershy’s soft, heavy breast in her left hand. ”And sexually.” Twilight drew a soft chuckle out of Fluttershy.
“Oh my goodness, Twi.” Fluttershy turned away from Twilight, laying her back on Twilight’s chest. “We just finished, but you got me all hot again,” Fluttershy hurriedly said, obviously stifling her urges. She nuzzled close to Twilight, resting in the warm afternoon sunlight that flowed down from the high window.
“Sorry, Fluttershy.” Twilight adjusted herself so that she was more comfortable, holding Fluttershy close. “I guess I’m just enjoying this too much.” Twilight felt extremely tired, now. Twilight idly fondled Fluttershy’s soft breasts. Fluttershy undid her first button and let Twilight slip her hand under the cloth. Twilight gently yet firmly fondled her fantastic breasts. The soft, sweaty skin yielded so easily to Twilight’s tender touch.
“Hey, Shy? Can you tell me something?”
“Yeah, of course,” Fluttershy responded, just as dreamily.
“Did Derpy have a nice butt or what?”
Fluttershy snickered lightly. “It was, um... nice. Really nice. Your’s is better, though.”
Twilight wanted to retort, but just took the compliment instead. Tiredness began pulling at Twilight’s eyes again. Her massage eventually slowed to a halt, sleep finally overtook her happiness. Fluttershy’s magnificent handfuls fell into gravity’s embrace.
* * *
A distant voice called from the far end of a long, silent tunnel. Twilight new it was a beautiful, soft voice beckoning her, but the words were inscrutable. Once more it called to her, and she felt herself walking down the tunnel, the voice running to meet her halfway. “Twi,” it said, quiet in the distance, yet somehow close. “Twilight, wake up,” it said softly as a mother to a sleeping baby. “We need to get ready, let’s go.” The voice was unmistakably one she knew. A relative, a close friend, even a lover? It was a lady’s voice, that couldn't be. . .“Wake up, now. We need to leave soon, Twi Twi.”
Twilight finally saw the face of the voice, running at her down the tunnel. It was Fluttershy, her hair and clothes sexily unkempt. Her long white, and stained, dress blew in an imperceptible wind. Twilight stopped walking, and Fluttershy stopped nearly an arm’s length in front of her. “I know you’re in there, sleepy head.” Fluttershy took two small steps forward and cupped a soft hand on her cheek. “What in the world will bring you back?” Their faces drifted closer and closer.
“I think I know,” Twilight whispered, closing her eyes. Her voice in the tunnel was completely silent. Fluttershy’s soft lips met Twilight’s. She held Twilight’s face in both hands, tenderly and deeply giving Twilight everything she wanted with one slow, amazing kiss.
At last, she broke away, and Twilight’s eyes reopened. Beyond Fluttershy’s gently lit face was the familiar library, blurry and distant. Twilight laid on the same couch in the reading room, Fluttershy kneeling over her. “Oh, wow,” Twilight said. “That was the best wake up call yet, Fluttershy.” Twilight sat up. Her legs were a little sore and her head ached from dehydration, but other than that she felt rested and fantastic.
“Thanks, Twi,” Fluttershy quietly responded. “But it is kind of late. Rarity is expecting us, soon, and um...” she trailed off, looking this way and that. “And Derpy did invite us to this thing at Sugarcube Corner tonight, whatever it is.” She stood up with Twilight, dropping her gaze and grabbing her elbow with her hand behind her back. Twilight absolutely loved it when Fluttershy stood like that. It really made her big rack explode.
“Hmmm, well? What do you think? Rarity invited us out first,” Twilight said, stretching out her back and shoulders. “What would you rather do tonight? What does Rarity have in store for us?” Twilight gently took Fluttershy by the waist, holding her so that they could talk, but very intimately, or make out. “Or we could just screw the whole thing and spend the evening here. Together. Under the covers.”
Fluttershy draped her arms over Twilight’s shoulders, leaning back to gaze with those big blue-green globes. “Oh my,” she said. “Those all sound fun, but I would like to go out with you and Rarity tonight. I mean, if you would like to as well.”
Twilight hugged her close. She couldn't get over how amazingly adorable Fluttershy was. “Of course,” Twilight said, easing her hold on Fluttershy a bit. “That sounds wonderful, Fluttershy. Uh, what should we wear?”
With Rarity it was always difficult. Dressing too elegantly, as hard as it may seem, could be an insult to her. Dress too plain, and she would not wish to be seen with you.
“Don’t worry,” Fluttershy reassured her. “It’s just a spa date.”
“At night?” Twilight looked up at the window. The last oranges and reds gave way to a sea of deep purples and blacks speckled with tiny stars. The clock read half past six. Late summer evenings had shortened since Twilight and Fluttershy first hooked up.
Fluttershy wormed out of Twilight’s arms. “She says we deserve a 'proper pampering’. I’m not supposed to say anything else.”
Of course, Twilight thought. I’m in the dark about the plans. Again. Am I to be tied up, the victim of Rarity’s secret kinks or something? She sighed, trying to overcome her frustration. “Are you sure about this? Do you know what Rarity has in store for us?”
Fluttershy turned and met Twilight’s annoyed look, but quickly broke her gaze. “I’m not supposed to say.” She risked another glance up, but shied away quickly. “B-but we really should freshen up and get moving. I mean, I don’t want to rush you or anything, but, Rarity is, uh, expecting us. Um, sort of soon-ish.”
Naturally, Twilight thought. Twilight sighed heavily and stood up straight. “Well, wanna help each other get clean for our date with Rarity?” Twilight asked. “I’m sure we’re not exactly fresh as roses.”
Fluttershy smiled and nodded assent. “I’ll brew up some nice hot tea, you run a bath, Twi. I’m sure what Rarity has in store for us will be nice.”
Twilight hugged and kissed Fluttershy, twice, and ascended the staircase.
She pulled off her clothes and stood by the bath. Being nude was her new favorite pastime. Twilight turned on the hot tap and watched the water fall from above. Twilight carefully tuned the knobs to bring the water to the perfect temperature. She stepped in and let the water rinse away the sticky grime that is the unfortunate aftermath of sex. She touched her pussy lips lightly, feeling their youthful tautness. Just one month ago, they were nearly pristine, like a virgin’s. They nearly were. Now, they were still nice, but not perfect. Twilight felt old. Still young, but her youth, her innocence, her deniability was slipping. She grabbed her shampoo bottle and let those thoughts go. The events that happened after Amadeus had left still lingered, despite her efforts.
“Twilight?” came from the door. “I brought us some tea, I’ll just, um, leave it on the counter here.”
Twilight drew the shower curtain and peered through. Fluttershy was undressing. “Thanks, Fluttershy. You comin’ in?”
“Naturally.” Fluttershy flicked her panties aside with her toe. “I mean, I can ri-”
“Yes! Get in, Shy!” Twilight felt as if she were too short with Fluttershy sometimes, but Fluttershy was too damn shy. “Sorry, Fluttershy. Come on in, the water’s fine.”
Twilight stood back and let Fluttershy climb in. She slowly looked over Twilight’s body. Twilight ran her hands up and down her own wet skin. She cocked her hips and massaged her own breasts. She took her soaked hair in her hands and lifted the mass over her head. The water flowed down her face. Twilight stepped toward the back of her small shower and grabbed Fluttershy by the hand. She threw her hair over her shoulder and looked into Fluttershy’s face. Her cheeks were red, and her large, round breasts were drizzled with the spray of the shower.
Twilight stepped back and pulled Fluttershy into the hot shower water. Fluttershy’s pink bangs were plastered to her forehead, the rest draped over her shoulders heavily. Twilight laughed and parted her wet hair. She leaned in for a kiss. Fluttershy quickly rushed forward to meet her. Twilight held Fluttershy by the waist and pulled her close, kissing with heated passion. Fluttershy pushed Twilight back to the wall and massaged her wet skin with her own, squeezing at her breasts and hips. Twilight returned the wild grabbing, pulling Fluttershy into herself by her firm ass. Fluttershy opened her mouth and lifted her leg up, letting out a hot moan.
“Oh, Twilight,” Fluttershy hoarsely whispered. “This is, nice.”
“Oh, really?” Twilight laughed and stood Fluttershy back up. “Aren’t we on a schedule?” Twilight pecked Fluttershy’s lips one more time. “You can take your time, Fluttershy, if you would want to wash my body.” Twilight turned into the hot shower water and grabbed her sponge and body wash. Fluttershy hugged her from behind, pressing her round boobs into Twilight’s back.
Fluttershy rested her heavy head on Twilight’s shoulder. “Twilight?” Fluttershy said, as quiet as a mouse. “Why are we showering if we’re just gonna go and bathe in mud later?”
“So that’s what we’re doing? A simple spa date?” Twilight blinked once. “At night?”
Fluttershy smiled and blushed. “If I say there’s more to it, will you leave it at that?”
Twilight thought for a moment, but nodded and lathered up her sponge. “Sure, Fluttershy,” Twilight said. “Switch me places.”
Fluttershy released Twilight and took her place. They showered, mostly in silence, standing and occasionally pausing to make out and feel each other’s soapy bodies. Twilight was tempted to let Fluttershy venture south to her holy valley again, but she stopped her two advances. They didn’t have enough time for another session, as much as she wanted to.
At last, Twilight followed Fluttershy out of the shower. They dried off with towels and carefully dried their hair. Fluttershy helped Twilight brush her long dark violet hair, and she returned the favor. Before long, they were ready to travel the short distance to Rarity’s boutique. Twilight loved the girlish act of helping Fluttershy brush her gorgeous hair.
The night was chilly, the sky clear on the late summer evening. Twilight slipped on sweater for the first time in months. The first chills of autumn could be felt at night, but were vaporized by the sun’s rays in the morning.
Ponyville was still, no one wandered the streets to smile or scoff at the lesbian couple on their way to the spa. The walk was brisk, and Twilight Sparkle smiled as Fluttershy hugged her arm close for warmth. They soon reached the town’s spa.
Fluttershy led Twilight to the back door, which was propped open with a shoe box. They went in. The warmth inside made Twilight suddenly aware of her need for touch. She instantly turned to hug Fluttershy. Her cheek pressed against Fluttershy’s, forcing a timid yelp of surprise. Fluttershy’s breath on the side of her face warmed her cheek more than it should have. For some reason, Twilight could feel herself tense with desire, waiting to be fulfilled and expressed.
“Would the two of you like to come with me?” a sultry voice inquired. Twilight turned, keeping a hand on the small of Fluttershy’s back, and saw a familiar woman with straight, styled blue hair. The curvy, slight figure belonged to Aloe, one of the twin beauticians. She wore little pink dress, barely enough to cover her sexy body. “Lotus has already begun servicing miss Rarity. Please, come with me into the massage room and we’ll begin.”
“Oh,” Fluttershy said. “I can’t wait to get started. Are you ready, Twi?” Her small voice is so adorable, and deceivingly suggestive.
“After you, Shy.”
Aloe simply smiled and turned, leading the couple down a short hallway. Twilight didn’t hide her admiring gaze at Aloe’s toned and bare back, as well as her round bottom. It swayed, almost knowingly. Fluttershy stifled a snicker, catching Twilight watching as they entered a darkened room.
Twilight’s eyes adjusted to the candlelit massage room. The walls were of wood, likely exotic or painted to look so. The musty air was thick with sweet incense, Fluttershy stopped herself from sneezing with a finger under her nose.
“Oh, so-o glad to see you two, darlings,” Rarity said, indulged by expert hands working the muscles on her back. “Oh, lower, yes. Yes, oh dear, right there, Lotus.” She was nearly absorbed in relaxation. She held a long-necked cigarette holder in her fingers. That struck Twilight as odd; Rarity didn’t smoke. The cigarette on the end was neat and perfectly round, but the cherry was ashy and dirty. It hardly smelled like tobacco, too.
The room was silent, save Rarity’s occasional compliment and moan. Twilight looked to Fluttershy and saw that her face was red. She was biting her bottom lip and watching intently as Lotus re-oiled her hands. She, too, was wearing a tiny dress. Twilight wanted to see Fluttershy in one, to feel her big breasts through them. But, the little outfit would look nicer on a smaller model. Fluttershy was too busty, but that was the opposite of a problem. A woman like Derpy, or Rainbow Dash, with little breasts and hard nipples would do such an outfit justice. Twilight wanted to wear it for Amadeus, just to see his face. She would bend over, let the cloth rise to reveal her panites. Twilight gulped away her horniness enough to speak.
“What is it, Shy?” Twilight asked in a voice barely a whisper.
Fluttershy bent to Twilight’s ear and said: “I, I’m already wet, just watching Rarity getting massaged like tha-oh my goodness. . . .” Her voice trailed off and her brow tensed as if she were very worried. Twilight followed her eyes to where Rarity laid. Lotus had moved to her ample rear, grabbing with both hands and tracing her thumbs up and down the crevice, spreading and pulling on her cheeks. Rarity’s tattoo of three light blue and identical diamonds on her left hip moved back and forth.
“Anxious to start, I see?” Aloe inquired quietly. Her volume was so small, it rang in Twilight’s ears like a gunshot in a concrete basement. “Who wishes to go first?”
Fluttershy anxiously looked to Twilight. “Um, Twilight? May I, uh, go first? I mean, unless you’re strained from travelling and everything, I mean. Oh, you should go, I could never be so sel-”
“Fluttershy,” Twilight interrupted. “Go, you really want to.” Fluttershy’s face lit up, but her mouth opened again in protest. Twilight stopped her by leaning forward and pressing her lips to Fluttershy’s, firmly, then letting up and enjoying the lightness and the sweetness of Fluttershy’s lips and breath.
Twilight opened her eyes and drew away, a single strand of thin saliva hung between their lips, then fell. Fluttershy quickly hugged Twilight tight, pressing her body close to Twilight as if to say “thank you,” and “remember that I love you with my body, too”.
“Well then, miss Fluttershy, if you do not object, please strip for me. Once you are nude, please lie on the table opposite miss Rarity,” Aloe said in her exoticly erotic accent. Twilight Sparkle stood in place, listening to Rarity begin to breathe deeper and watching Fluttershy’s clothes drop to the ground piece by piece. First, her beautiful dress from earlier. Then, her amazingly wonderful pushup bra. Last, and definitely not least, her silky pink panties.
Fluttershy stood naked in front of everybody, holding her arms behind her back and inadvertently pushing her chest out. Aloe bit her finger and stood aside, admiring. Twilight felt an odd mixture of pride and jealousy. She’s my girlfriend, Twilight thought. I guess I’m hers, though. Twilight felt a new, awful feeling in her heart for the first time. She recalled how much she had missed Amadeus, how much she still did. Twilight felt as if she were somehow betraying him, yet she refused to feel that way. When she thought of him, she hurt, for herself and for him. When she thought of Fluttershy, she smiled without meaning to. Amadeus still loved her fiercely, she knew. And she felt she still deeply loved him, but Fluttershy was here, and she also loved her. Twilight also loved her soft, round curves, the heat of her pussy and the screams Fluttershy made when she gushed around Twilight’s fingers. Twilight moaned inwardly and folded her arms. She hated being in her position right now, but not herself. She felt as if she were the victim, but she had no right to complain: two very attractive people loved her, and one was here, ready to love and return her love, physically and otherwise.
“Oooh, Fluttershy, I knew you had a model’s physique,” Rarity cooed, quite exasperated. “But let me remind you, you have some truly heavenly curves. Ah, oh, Lotus that’s nice. . . . Fluttershy, Twilight, thank you both soo much for showing up tonight.” She trailed off again in a world of her own.
Twilight found a couch, soft velvet a deep scarlet, and sat down. Aloe stood back from the table.
Rarity moaned idly from the other side of the room. Her pussy was being lightly massaged by Lotus. Twilight looked closely at the cigarette to distract herself and sate her curiosity. It just seemed odd. Its design, and its place in Rarity’s fingers looked, just weird. Rarity took a long drag and held it in for a long time. She exhaled, coughing lightly once, and Twilight realized what it was. Rarity was smoking grass. The aroma of cannabis was faint, but Twilight still slapped her face for not recognizing it sooner.
“Lay down on the table, please,” Aloe said to Fluttershy, her strange accent was erotic and intriguing.
Fluttershy smiled and obeyed. Aloe picked up a metal lantern by the handle and poured out some oil onto Fluttershy’s back. The massage oil made Fluttershy tense slightly, then visibly release all her tension in a long sigh. Twilight crossed her legs and envied Aloe’s expert hands as they coated Fluttershy’s soft skin.
Twilight looked around the room, a few other nicely rolled joints were on the table near her. She picked one up between her pointer and middle fingers, Fluttershy’s favorite fingers, and a lighter.
“May I, Rarity?” Twilight asked, ready to ignite one. She didn’t need to smoke, but Twilight thought it might be relaxing. And besides, there wasn't much to do when both masseuses were occupied.
“They’re for everyone, Twilight,” Rarity said with a passing glance. “Help yourself, sweetheart. Mmm, Lotus, we have time, you know. I think I feel a kno-oh, dear Celestia, you’re a mind-reader.” Rarity fell back into her relaxed zone.
Twilight picked up a joint carefully and went back to watching Aloe. Her hands moved slowly but firmly, she knew what she was doing. Twilight really wanted a pair of patient hands massaging the sore out of her muscles. Watching was almost as good. The way Fluttershy lay, Twilight could just barely make out the folds of her sex. She licked her lips and felt her face redden. So much sex in the past few weeks had done nothing but increase her appetite.
Twilight grabbed the scented candle from the little table, pushed her joint forward and drew. The paper caught immediately, the finely ground grass picked up the flame easily. Twilight pulled the smoke deep into her lungs and held it there, tasted the smoke in her mouth, and let it out slowly. The THC lazily floated into her. The cannabis was great and tasted of strawberries, but it didn’t knock her on her ass immediately. It was the ideal drug for the situation. She smiled, the sweet, skunky scent of Mary Jane enticed her with jollity and sloth. A coincidence struck Twilight's randomly swift mind. Cannabis had a noxious aroma, yet was pleasing because of the pleasure it brought. Was vaginal fluids, and semen, to an extent, not the same? They smelled and tasted vile, yet were beyond delicious in just the right ways. Twilight smiled and meandered down that rabbit trail until she lost it.
Twilight slipped off her soft sweater and enjoyed being in just her bra, the velvet couch caressing her bare skin. She pulled another long drag and held it in. She wanted to get up and let Fluttershy inhale her breath, but that seldom worked out as planned.
Twilight felt herself become more and more horny, the stupid sexy beautician was working Fluttershy’s back skillfully. She conjured up dozens of images of herself pleasing Fluttershy or Aloe, or having them play with her. She just wanted to get naked on the couch and finger her pussy to the ambient noise of the room. The gently breathing, the panting, the sublte sounds of wet holes being penetrated, Twilight listened to it all.
“Uh, Aloe, was it?” Twilight asked nervously.
Twilight expected Aloe to be annoyed, but she smiled and looked up, slowing her hands. “Yes, miss Sparkle?” Her accent struck the same cord in Twilight’s mind.
“I, uh, can you show me how to do that? I mean, massage Fluttershy like that?” Rarity giggled, then moaned deeply.
Aloe grinned widely and held one arm up, offering Twilight a place to stand over Fluttershy’s slick back. Images of a drunken night flashed in her mind, yet Twilight did nothing to suppress them. “Gladly, miss. Just face your love and give me your hands.”
Twilight’s heart leaped into her heart when Aloe said love. She smiled, put out her smoke and walked to the table until Aloe stopped her with a hand. “Ah, now miss Sparkle, you’re next. Please, remove your clothes as well. Better sooner than later, you don't want any oils on your clothes. They can leave a terrible stain.”
Well that’s, that’s fair enough, Twilight thought. She removed her bra quickly, she wore nothing else above her waist. Twilight blushed as she dropped her skirt to the ground, but loved the way Fluttershy’s, and even Aloe’s eyes widened when she took off her panites. At last, Twilight stood bare for the room to see. Rarity was lost in her own world, moaning as Lotus worked her magic. Twilight noticed that while one of Lotus’s hands was massaging and working Rarity’s lower back, the other was nestled between her legs, wet with something other than lotions.
“Ooh, now aren’t you the cute, petite librarian everyone secretly lusts for?” Aloe drank in Twilight’s curves slowly. She bit her lip and stared at her exposed pussy, making Twilight blush more. Aloe stuck her tongue out a bit, and grabbed her breast. She turned her head and said over her shoulder: “Lotus, shall we?”
The pink haired beautician breathed heavily and pulled her fingers out of Rarity, drawing a disappointed pout. She slurped the fluids off of her fingers and breathed heavily, not swallowing. “Let’s,” was all she said. They removed their sleek outfits synchronously. The fine, and matching, blouses were off in moments. Twilight was astonished at how sexy they looked. Their even-toned skin, the similar, hourglass figures, their tight asses and round tits made Twilight flush even more.
“Now, miss Sparkle, let’s pour some hot oil on your hands and get to work.” Twilight realized she was staring, a hand between her own legs, just cupping her hot sex. Her subconscious must have wanted to pleasure herself, but her conscious just translated it as hiding her genitals.
“Oh! Right, yes. Let’s get started.” Twilight turned and leaned over Fluttershy’s shiny back to the lamp. She couldn't quite reach, so she stood on her toes. Just as her finger wrapped around the handle, Twilight felt someone pinch her butt. She nearly fell over, but Aloe caught her from behind, using both hands to cup Twilight's small, sensitive breasts.
“So Fluttershy must be the graceful one in the relationship, no?” Aloe giggled and brought her body close behind Twilight’s. She was an inch or two taller, but her hips still lined up to Twilight’s, holding her close and spooning while standing. Twilight let oil fall onto her palms. Aloe set the lamp aside and snuggled closer behind Twilight. Twilight could feel an occasional hot breath grace her ear or cheek or neck.
Twilight rubbed her hands together, coating her fingers, palms, forearms and the backs of her hands. Aloe placed her hands on Twilight’s and moved them on Fluttershy’s back. Aloe kissed Twilight’s ear and breathed : “Just let me show you what to do, miss Sparkle.”
Twilight leaned her head back and moaned. “I think it’s fine to just go with Twilight, now.”
Aloe merely giggled and placed Twilight’s hands on Fluttershy. Slowly, she traced the dip along the center of Fluttershy’s back. She remained silent, but Fluttershy moaned inwardly. Twilight felt her femness ache for touch, but touching Fluttershy’s slick, soft skin was almost as good. She could actually feel Fluttershy’s muscles relax and soften, the little knots dissipate and dissolve.
Aloe guided Twilight’s slow caress, licking and biting her shoulders, ears and neck. Twilight found her legs getting weak, her inner thighs slick. Aloe brought their hands to Fluttershy’s round ass. Twilight took some of the initiative and squeezed hard. Fluttershy moaned loudly, matching the pleasured cries of Rarity. Aloe breathed hard and leaned forward, pressing her chest and hips into Twilight’s back and lifting her thighs into Twilight's ass.
Twilight and Aloe’s hands slid in between Fluttershy’s cheeks, slipping down clumsily to Fluttershy’s heated slit. Fluttershy mumbled, but the message was lost to Twilight due to Rarity’s high cries and Aloe’s breath and caress. Twilight lightly massaged Fluttershy’s wet lips, tracing Fluttershy’s back with her other fingers. A hand touched her breast, but Twilight wasn’t startled. She enjoyed the caress, the sharp sensation of her nipple being pinched made Twilight whimper.
Aloe’s hand guided Twilight’s fingers up and down the length of Fluttershy’s slit, the variable speeds and pressures made Fluttershy moan and cry out. Fluttershy’s soft petals dripped with naturally made lubricant and mixed with the sensual oils coating her thighs and Twilight’s fingers. Aloe changed up, pulling all four fingers together and petting Fluttershy from her clit towards her asshole. Twilight could feel every tiny detail, Fluttershy seemed to be in ecstasy as well.
Twilight felt a hand on her own pussy lips, she was so absorbed with touching Fluttershy that she didn’t notice Aloe’s hand drop from her left breast to her wet lips. Aloe used the same motion, simultaneously massaging Twilight and assisting with pleasing Fluttershy. Her ambidextrous dexterity was unbelievable.
Twilight could hear Rarity screaming now, abandoning all pomp to carnal, orgasmic joy. Her cries faded quickly. Twilight stooped over the massage table to balance herself. Aloe used one finger to tease Twilight’s entrance, and to push Twilight’s finger to tease Fluttershy.
“Flip over, Fluttershy,” Aloe said, her voice tense. “And Twilight, what would you like to do?”
“I, I’m not sure,” Twilight responded with difficulty. She wasn’t prepared for that question, how could she be?
Fluttershy carefully turned over onto her back, and Twilight just wanted to straddle her and feel her chest on her own, kiss Fluttershy and all the rest. Twilight wanted her own massage and all, but she was unsure about how it would work. She touched Fluttershy’s inner thigh, and inspiration hit her like Lotus’ fingers had hit Rarity’s g-spot. Twilight didn’t know what her other friend was up to. Hopefully Rarity and Lotus wouldn't just wait for the other three to have fun.
Twilight collected herself and said: “Aloe, do you have any toys? Vibrators, or something like that?”
“Mmm-hmm,” Aloe hummed back. “I’ll grab the box.” The ease of which that question was answered made Twilight giggle.
“We’re really starting now, are we?” Rarity asked, weary after orgasm. “Marvelous. Lotus, you can rest. I need to catch my breath.”
She did all the work, Twilight thought to herself. “Fluttershy,” she asked. “Do you want my tongue, or do you want to eat me? Or,”
“Twilight?” Fluttershy meekly said.
“you could have Aloe eat you, or whatever you like. I was thinking that you would sit on the edge, and I would eat you while kneeling on the floor while Aloe massaged your front. Or,”
“Twilight.”
“We could sixty-nine and Al-”
“TWILIGHT!” Fluttershy shouted. An apologetic look came across her face instantly, and she resorted to playing with her fingers. “Sorry, but, um, I had an idea, too. But we’d need a bed, or just do it on the floor, I think.”
Twilight blinked and smiled. “What is it, Shy?” She loved using pet names, at least sometimes.
“Well,” Fluttershy began. “You would lay on your front, and Aloe would give you a nice massage like she did me. Only, I would lay in front of you, and you would eat me out, or, use a, a dildo or something on me.” She sat up and looked to her right towards the door, Twilight's left. Aloe was standing, nude, holding a painted wooden box. Several white and other colored stains were easily visible on it.
“That sounds nice, ‘Shy’.” Aloe laughed lightly and set the box on the floor near Rarity’s massage table.
Fluttershy hopped off the table and quickly hugged Twilight. Her large breasts were slick with sweat and oil. “Love you, Twi,” Fluttershy whispered, an inch from Twilight’s lips. Her sweet, warm breath swirled into Twilight’s mouth, dancing in her throat and flew deep into her lungs. Twilight held her lover’s breath and kissed Fluttershy tongue first. Fluttershy leaned into it, sucking on Twilight’s tongue with her lips and lifting her leg. Twilight felt a hot wetness on her thigh. Fluttershy was rocking back and forth, slowly massaging her pussy on Twilight’s leg. Twilight reached down and grabbed Fluttershy by her round ass, pulling up to encourage her. Fluttershy exhaled deeply and Twilight sucked her breath in.
Fluttershy pulled back and fell forward onto Twilight. “Ah, oh my goodness, Twi. I’m so wet for you,” Fluttershy’s voice faded away into her exasperated breathing.
“Fluttershy, I’m so horny too,” Twilight tipped Fluttershy’s chin up and met her eyes. They were half-lidded with lust, her face tense. Twilight pecked her once, twice, and kissed her deeply the third time. She pushed Fluttershy back by the shoulder. They stood at an arms length, gazing intently at each other.
“Are we ready to begin, ladies?” Aloe’s sultry voice penetrated the near silence. Twilight looked to her left. Aloe was standing with a slick, rosy pink dildo in one hand, the her other on a cocked hip.
“Oh my,” Fluttershy murmured.
Twilight’s heart leapt into her throat again. She let Fluttershy go, but Fluttershy held onto her fingertips. Twilight rushed forward and pecked Fluttershy once, silently reassuring her. Fluttershy found a pair of towels and placed them down, then laid on them.
Twilight knelt down between Fluttershy’s spread legs. The insides of her upper thighs were drenched with her pussy fluids. Fluttershy’s soft petals glistened, perfectly light pink and beauteous. The rest of her fair skin glowed in reflected candlelight. Twilight stooped down, holding herself up on her hands.
Fluttershy, propped up on her elbows, smiled up at Twilight, sitting between her legs. Twilight grinned back. Twilight bent her neck down and kissed Fluttershy’s navel. She looked up again, Fluttershy’s round little smile made her giggle. The whole novelty of the situation, especially the other girls in the room, made the whole idea seem a little silly.
A hand on her bottom brought Twilight back. Fluttershy’s tiny, genuinely happy grin was no longer so hilarious and distracting. Twilight kissed Fluttershy’s stomach again, just below her belly button. The womanly curves of Fluttershy’s abdomen drove Twilight to visualize her insides, and how they would distort with a pair of fingers driving inside. Twilight exhaled hotly and kissed lower, then lower, then lower still, just above the small triangle of hair that Twilight loved so much. It was her own little arrow, pointing obviously to the slit she used to bring physical pleasure to her partner. To her love. That little hill of Fluttershy’s midriff rose and fell as Fluttershy’s muscles tensed. Twilight wanted to fuck Fluttershy hard and record the screams.
Twilight heard Fluttershy begin to speak, but she shut up when Twilight’s tongue touched the hot, wet lips. Twilight lightly played with the folds, flicking them around, diving inside to the warmth between the lips, then flicking up and out again and again. Twilight was so lost with just toying with Fluttershy, she was startled to feel her behind being lifted up. She gladly set her weight on her knees once she knew what was happening.
Twilight tilted her head back as far as she could and opened her mouth wide. She tried to touch her tongue to her chin and pressed it flat against Fluttershy’s pussy lips. A tiny squeal of delight came from Fluttershy. Twilight loved this particular move and the following tactics she could take from here. She decided to waste little time, and pressed her flat tongue deep into the shallow folds of Fluttershy’s lips, feeling the heat and the soft flesh move. She dragged her tongue up the wet way, all the way past Fluttershy’s clitoris. A shriek of pleasure pierced the hazy air. Twilight pressed her entire tongue flatly against Fluttershy’s sex again, and repeated the same motion once, twice, and a third time, the last time much slower and more forceful than the rest.
As Twilight’s mouth labored away, her back and hips enjoyed the gently firm caress of Aloe’s practiced hands. Twilight spread her legs and let herself go prone. Her sore lumbar melted, her tension relieved. She felt like a guitar string being slowly tuned down, her slight moan fell in pitch. Every muscle became relaxed and she dissolved down flat on her stomach. Her mouth slowly calmed as well, slowing down to a sedated, pedantic probing and licking.
She had not felt this mellow in months, or maybe years. The weed unwound her worries, Aloe’s touch and Fluttershy’s affection banished her stressors to the fifth dimension. She had not felt this way since before she was forced to leave Amadeus, with his broad chest and calm, steady hands had held her close one night. They had just made love for the second time, but it was at least her fourth climax. They had peaked together, Amadeus’ hard rifle had just shot it’s second volley inside her. Through the rubber, she remembered, she could feel a fluid warmth. Twilight could recall his fast heart begin to beat slowly. Then a steady, even breathing calmed her like a lullaby. The scent of his sweaty chest, the warmth of his cock after sex had warmed her through on the cold winter night. She could picture the back of his car like she were laying in it only yesterday.
Twilight could feel the memory begin to surge, but she tried not to fall into it. Without meaning to, Twilight realized she stopped licking Fluttershy and began touching herself. She kept her hand where it was, rubbing and pinching her wet folds, especially her tiny round nub, and traced the outside of Fluttershy’s entrance.
“You were so tense, miss Sparkle. But now,” Aloe went on in her exotic accent. “I cannot believe how much hardness I have worked out.” Aloe hummed to herself. Her plaiting hands slowed and ventured to Twilight’s shoulders. Twilight felt the masseuse’s fingers trace down her spine, and when she reached the base, Twilight wiggled a little involuntarily. She retracted her hand, part from dignant shame and part from courtesy.
Twilight drove her tongue as deep as she could into Fluttershy. She was having a great time, just tasting Fluttershy and enjoying her hard, moaning and shallow breath.
“I take it you are ready for the full release portion of your massage?” Aloe inquired, her silky voice sexy as ever. Twilight felt Aloe’s soft hands on her ass again, lifting her up to her knees. It made pleasuring Fluttershy with her mouth difficult, so she stopped to object. Twilight stood on her hands and looked back over her shoulder.
“Wait, Aloe,” she said. “Let me flip over, it will be easier this way. Fluttershy,” Twilight turned forward. Fluttershy’s funny smile was gone, but her soft eyes were piercing. “Stand up on your knees and sit on my face,” she ordered as politely as possible. Twilight thought for a moment then said: “If you want to, I mean. It would be easier, this way.”
Fluttershy did just that, not without a bit of difficulty. She always had trouble with balance and being dexterous when she was close, Twilight recalled happily. Twilight laid on her back, her legs spread and her hot, wet crotch exposed to sight.
Twilight lifted her head and peered down her chest. Aloe was fellating the vibrator, it was buzzing in her mouth. Aloe looked right into her eyes, sucking the pink vibrator deep into her mouth, bulging her cheek out. She twisted it and began to take it deeper, coating the first six inches with plenty of saliva. Rarity was laying on her side watching, Lotus sitting on the table with her. Twilight watched them pass the black cigarette holder and smiled up at them.
“We’ll join in a minute, darling,” Rarity said quietly. “I want to watch Twilight’s genius at work. And her tight little pussy get penetrated, oh my goodness!” Rarity was giggling like a schoolgirl. “Lotus, want me to give you a hand with that? Or just a finger to start?”
“Um, Twilight? Want me to face towards Aloe, or away?” Fluttershy asked. Twilight looked up, Fluttershy was standing on her knees directly behind her head.
Twilight thought through the haze for a second. It would be a little easier if she was facing away from my pussy, anatomically speaking, she thought. “Away, Shy, please,” Twilight said.
Fluttershy smiled and carefully sat on Twilight’s chest, her wet pussy dripping on Twilight's sternum. Twilight’s breath caught at the sensation of hot fluid dripping onto her sensitive breasts. She looked up and met Fluttershy’s eyes. They were as loving as ever, but anxious for Twilight’s touch.
“Come on, Shy. Let’s do this. I’m gonna make you cum so hard, you’ll forget your name.”
Fluttershy beamed, Twilight used her hands to guide Fluttershy’s round butt over her mouth. Twilight opened wide, stuck out her tongue, just like at the doctor’s, and felt the gentle pressure of Fluttershy’s weight beginning to rest on her. The taste was as horrid and intoxicating as before. Twilight teased Fluttershy’s entrance briefly, then dove inside. Her hot walls were so soft, so wet. Twilight opened her own legs wide and lost herself to Fluttershy’s panting and twitching.
She was so swept up in her oral movements, Twilight was startled by a gentle brush on her own sex. Twilight recouped quickly and went back to tasting Fluttershy as deep as she could, which wasn't particularly deep.
The sharp excitement rose to enthralling, absorbing pleasure. Twilight could barely control her hips. The vibrator hummed variably, changing pace as it massaged Twilight’s pussy lips. It was fortunate Fluttershy was already warmed up, because the way her sensitive lips constricted the tool’s vibrations, Twilight wasn't going to last long.
Fluttershy shook and placed both hands on Twilight’s head to stay upright. Twilight wished she had a pillow to rest her head on; the towel wasn’t much protection from the hardwood. She sucked in a breath and resolved to bring Fluttershy around quickly.
The air brought new life into Twilight. She went about thrusting and stirring up Fluttershy’s insides even faster and deeper. Fluttershy responded audibly, she was close to orgasm. Twilight could feel a pressure below; Aloe was pushing on her pussy, trying to penetrate. Or was she? Twilight wondered if she was just teasing, but it felt so good. She couldn't help but moan.
“Ah!” Fluttershy gasped and arched her back, rocking her pussy forward into Twilight’s face. A few droplets of natural lube sprayed into Twilight’s nostrils, driving Fluttershy’s scent into her brain. Somewhere, a switch flipped. Twilight’s obscured vision became hazy, the feeling of vibrations on her cunt were magnified, the hot walls her tongue flicked against brought a different sort of pleasure. Twilight’s spine tingled from her lower back to her skull. Twilight rocked her head back and forth, enticing Fluttershy to follow with her hips.
Twilight moaned from her throat. She was loving feeling Fluttershy sway on top of her. Twilight could feel from the way she pulled her hair that Fluttershy was going to cum. Soon. Twilight pulled her tongue out and sucked on Fluttershy clit. She let go and traced the pink jewel with her tongue. Fluttershy was streaming incoherent praises and profanities.
“Twi! Oh, oh my god, Twilight,” Fluttershy panted heavily and undulated her hips in Twilight’s face. Twilight opened her eyes, watching Fluttershy push her beautiful chest up and ride her mouth. Twilight reached up for Fluttershy’s breasts, she could just barely reach the two little nipples. Fluttershy sighed loudly and placed her hands on Twi’s, then used them to squeeze her own tits.
Twilight was almost oblivious to the gentle massage she was receiving between her legs, Fluttershy was a few touches from exploding. She squeezed Fluttershy’s heaving breasts hard. Fluttershy breathed deeply, panted, moaned, cried out, and made other tiny sex noises that Twilight wanted to record and listen to forever.
“Twili-Twilight! Oh, ah, I’m gonna, I’m gonna cum!” Fluttershy cried out, disregarding present company. Twilight pursed her lips and sucked Fluttershy’s hard nub and bit her clitoris. A sharp sensation exploded up from Twilight’s groin, she was almost certain her wet lips had been penetrated. It was difficult to tell through the haze of pleasure one sensation from another.
She opened her mouth wide immediately and took most of Fluttershy’s cunt into her lips, sucking on them and filling her mouth with Fluttershy’s pussy fluids. The orgasmic feeling from her groin made Twilight attack ferociously. Fluttershy kept on grinding and moaning loudly, squeezing Twilight’s hands into her breasts. Twilight’s shoulders ached a bit from the awkward strain. Twilight ignored it, concentrating on driving her tongue as deep as it would go. An intense vibration tried to distract her with sexual pleasure, but it just galvanized Twilight’s resolve to make Fluttershy squirt.
Fluttershy let go of her hands, and Twilight gladly grabbed Fluttershy’s ass for pleasure and practicality. She felt a gentle hand grab her hair, Fluttershy’s midsection and tits were all Twilight could see. Twilight could feel the vibrator press into her cunt, Aloe was probably enjoying the view.
“I’m coming! Fuck, oh Twi, I’m coming for you!” Fluttershy was screaming at this point. Twilight pushed her muzzle deep into Fluttershy, pulling herself in with her hands on Fluttershy’s ass. She could feel Fluttershy’s convulsions from the inside. Fluttershy shook, spasms rung through her core. Twilight pulled her tongue out and, a quickly as she could, penetrated with two fingers. She found Fluttershy’s g-spot and roughly rubbed it and bit lightly on Fluttershy’s clitoris.
Twilight flinched away from a few squirts, she felt like she was going to drown if she stayed. She sputtered and felt the heat of the girlcum flow out onto her neck. Another long and slow spurt flowed out onto Twilight’s closed eyes. The hot fluid dripped down her face and neck.
Fluttershy sighed and relaxed, sitting back lightly on Twilight’s collarbone. Twilight looked up and met her eyes, they were half-lidded with exhaustion, her mouth a fulfilled, small grin, her big breasts heaving with her panting. Twilight smiled back and ran her fingers along the small of Fluttershy’s back. Her shoulders and arms were tired. Aloe must have stopped, Twilight couldn't feel her touch anymore.
Fluttershy looked to her left, and Twilight followed her eyes to her own right. Rarity was standing now, behind Lotus. She had a genuinely happy smile on her face, but Lotus was smiling for a different reason. Rarity’s dainty fingers played with Lotus’s breasts and between her legs. Fluid trickled down the spa worker’s long, toned and tanned legs.
Rarity looked as if she was going to speak but stopped, subsided. She was busy, anyway. Lotus spoke instead. “Little Twilight, who knew you were so skilled?”
Twilight blushed deeply. Fluttershy gingerly got up and sat on the couch. Twilight began to flip over to see, but a hand and a strong sensation between her legs stopped her half-way, Twilight’s shoulders still touched the floor.
“Don’t think that I was done with you, my little librarian.” Aloe laughed girlishly and began fucking Twilight sideways with the vibrator. She pressed the slick head against her vagina, using almost enough force to enter. A finger played with Twilight’s pussy lips, brushing her clitoris just enough to make her throw her head back. Rarity said something, but Twilight couldn't make it out. It was time to let Aloe do her thing.
Suddenly, the tip pushed its way inside, sliding four inches in. The sharp, painful sensation drove Twilight to scream, she just stifled it by biting her forearm. The tool vibrated wildly, slipping out to her entrance and sliding inside again, further. It felt absolutely amazing to Twilight.
Twilight moaned a high, pleading moan and fully submitted her hips. Rarity and Lotus and Fluttershy were all gone, or if they weren’t, Twilight couldn't know or care. Aloe was a magician with that vibrating wand. It slipped in deeper and deeper, undulating, going in and out, yet further in with every slow cycle. Twilight felt her insides being stirred up, her head was swimming.
She lost control and went half limp with submissive desire. Twilight absently moaned, grabbing her own hair and tossing her head about. Aloe pushed deeper. The vibrator reached nearly fully inside, reverberating her orgasmic flesh. Twilight cried out a small shriek when the tip touched her cervix. She managed to look down to see Aloe standing on her knees, holding the powerful tool between her legs. The base of it was at Aloe’s crotch. Twilight’s knees pointed to the ceiling, Aloe rocked her hips back and forth, dipping the slick tool deep and pulling back briefly.
Twilight could occasionally hear the tool buzz when Aloe pulled out to the entrance. She moaned throatily every time it glided deep inside. Twilight felt close to release over and over again, but the point kept creeping away. It was like a campfire being built by an overzealous newbie who had a nice stack, but kept leaving to get more wood. Twilight knew her blaze would be a wet one, and Aloe would get a shower.
Twilight opened her eyes at a presence over her body. It was Rarity, hovering over her on her hands and knees, her face inches away. Rarity’s hedonistic curls hovered above her face, wafting the sweet, sensuous scent of some imported conditioner to Twilight’s nose. What is that? Twilight somehow managed to think.
Twilight closed her eyes and let Rarity kiss her mouth. For a millisecond, Rarity’s sweet lips distracted Twilight from the blinding sensation that was sending pleasure up her spine, clouding her brain. Twilight moaned into her hostess’ mouth, and Rarity slipped her tongue in. Twilight played with it happily and gently touched Rarity’s face.
Twilight gasped and threw her head to the right, her shut eyes were staring right at Rarity’s hanging breasts. Aloe was inflicting a bit of pain the way she swiftly thrust in and out of Twilight, but it felt so amazing! Twilight felt a hand on her chest, her breast was being squeezed and massaged slowly by Rarity’s long fingers. Twilight somehow found Rarity’s, and made herself giggle. Rarity’s immodest breasts were shapely and round, just a cup larger than Twilight’s.
Mild fantasies from their first meeting bubbled up through the tumultuous pool that was Twilight’s mind, but only for a second. The silly notions of reading under the stars and making slow lesbian love were shaken out by a strong vibration. Twilight flexed her core and gasped sharply. Aloe snickered, or maybe said something, and pushed the tool deep inside, playing with Twilight’s lips with her fingers. Rarity was sitting somewhere beside her, maybe playing with Twilight’s pussy lips herself.
Twilight lost herself to the sensations. She could only writhe and pant and moan, letting her mind wander deep into the forests of erotic perversions. Moving images flashed onto the backs of her eyelids, like miniscule, vivid dreams lived for tiny moments. Twilight would cry out at the vibrating pleasure, then her inner IMAX moved on.
At first it was random, Fluttershy’s naked body, her own vibrator, Rarity’s soft breasts, things she had been with recently or often. But as her insides turned to jelly, so did the image’s coherence. Pinkie Pie eating a banana, the massage she gave Fluttershy, the time she fantasized about Amadeus in her room, the party before that, the welcome party in the library a year ago, then Twilight’s mind, so near breaking into pure enlightened pleasure, could only display single items. Her vaporizer, it’s snakey tube a twisting phallus with soft flesh and a hard core, like a half-frozen water balloon, only slimey and hot.
Twilight turned her head, the fucked up image made her want to squirt. Next was Amadeus’s long rod, fully erect. On the floor of the scented room, Twilight opened her mouth wide and tasted the air. The erection in her mind’s eye turned from standing straight up to point just below directly at her face. She could see its dark pink helmet, soft and sensitive atop a steel shaft. The veins weren’t gross to her, they made his cock look muscular and ready to propel massive loads of thick, heavy cream inside her cunt, or down her throat, or all over her face.
Twilight flexed her abs and tossed her head back. She relaxed, a bit, and rubbed the insides of her thighs, spreading them wide and stretching her groin muscles. It felt nice, and she could feel the vibrations strongly all the way from her lips to her cervix. Aloe’s voice drifted into Twilight’s private theater, faint and echoing, inscrutable. Again she spoke, louder and clearer: “Little librarian, cum for me! Kline a shats, cum foor mish!” She had no idea what the last bit was, her native tongue to be sure.
As if on cue, Twilight spasmed and felt ready to squirt, her cunt felt tense and began contracting hard around the rigid, shaking plastic. It drove her crazy, she needed to burst, yet the climax slipped away from her like the dildo sliding out of her. Aloe pushed Twilight’s clit with the vibrating cock and put her tongue inside. Her vaporizer’s snake flashed across her mind as fast as lightning.
Twilight held the corner of the towel in her teeth and bit down hard on it. Twilight could feel Amadeus as he held his mouth to her pussy lips, and she came. Twilight imagined Aloe’s quasi professional tongue belonged to her true love and let herself orgasm intensely. Twilight hummed as loud as she could and let herself twitch and shoot out a long spurt of clear vaginal fluid. Aloe made a noise, and so did Rarity and Lotus. Twilight cried out between clenched teeth, pulsing four times, A-MA-DE-US! Her cunt clenched around a squirming tongue and she felt liquid emit again. A sixth little flinch made some more girlcum dribble out.
Twilight laid back and opened her eyes for the first time in over a minute. She smiled at the ceiling and breathed hard, enjoying the slight fatigue and rest her gential muscles were getting.
“My little librarian!” Rarity said dreamily. Twilight helped herself up to sit up and fell into Rarity’s embrace. Rarity’s shoulders and long, meticulously styled curls were wet.
Twilight swallowed and spoke with effort. “Uh, Rarity? Wha-”
“You came so hard! Is it always like that for you, dear? Or perhaps Aloe had more to do with it. The way she was thrusting and pulling and twisting, oh my goodness, you should have watched!” Rarity took Twilight’s weight and idly brushed her hair with her fingers. “Oh, and your hair is very nice tonight. Did you shower just before coming? Oh! Coming!” Rarity allowed herself a cute giggle.
“Did you see what I did there, Twilight?” she asked.
Twilight remained silent to get her attention. They made eye contact, Rarity seemed mildly offended and stopped slowly caressing Twilight’s front, mainly her small breasts. “Yeah, Rarity, but what’s that on your shoulder?”
Rarity smiled and nonchalantly resumed stroking, shifting to allow more skin contact. Rarity’s front felt very soft, warm, nice on Twilight’s slightly rug-burned back. “It’s you, Twilight.”
Twilight felt dirty in such a nice, soothing place. “I helped at the end. You seemed so close to cumming, but Aloe just made you wait. You look so cute when you are denied orgasm, you know.”
“I concur,” Aloe said like she came, too, and wiped her mouth with a smooth forearm. “And very sweet.” She laughed and crawled over Twilight’s torso. Aloe’s petite frame was just larger than Twilight’s, her perky breasts a bit larger, as well. They hung down over Twilight’s stomach, nipples pointing down.
Twilight resented being talked to like a child, but given the circumstances, she smiled; it was sisterly praise, a form of concealing jealousy. Twilight hid her smile. Her reading during her teenage years wasn’t purely academic, or erotic. She had overcome several bouts of anxiety by using information and tricks from her books. One of those snagged Amadeus.
She felt sad, now.
Twilight could feel the light haze from the chronic. She leaned on it, somehow, like she leaned back on Rarity, enjoying the warm, amusing embrace. It made her privates tingle again.
Aloe kissed Twilight’s left nipple gently and said: “Have you ever considering getting paid for making love professionally?”
That brought Twilight back from dozing in Rarity’s embrace. “Pro-professional-... what? Doing what?”
Rarity answered. “Pornography, dear.” Twilight tilted her head back to look at Rarity behind her. “All you need to do is have some fun, and let us film it. Or, I should say, let the professionals record it. It’s amazing money, and confidential. Well, more or less.”
Twilight tried to sit up, but Rarity’s arms around her middle and a bite on her nipple held her in place. “Hey!” she shouted. Aloe looked up, innocent puppy eyes and a little, happy smile holding Twilight’s nipple. “That smarts,” Twilight said softly. She felt a little warmth again between her legs.
“Six hundred bits,” Lotus said flatly. Twilight turned and met her eye, disregarding Aloe’s cute and pleasing face. Lotus smiled from her spot on the couch and let out her drag. Fluttershy looked content and sleepy in her arm, the both of them still nude. “Each. Free use of our toys for one scene. Every scene you do for us after, you’ll get five hundred more on top of the six.”
Fluttershy turned into her gentle embrace, giving the thankful Twilight a good glimpse of her pink lips, and tried to speak. “I-” cleared her throat softly. “L-lotus?” She barely said.
“Hm?” Lotus inquired, smiling, her eyes half lidded. Twilight couldn't remember if Lotus had had any fun herself.
“D-don’t most actresses get, um, m-more?”
Lotus’s smile went away, then a slightly different one appeared. Fluttershy kept her eyes up. “Naturally, Fluttershy. But that’s for bigger film companies. We’re completely, well, amateurs in the erotic film industry. If you weren’t opposed to an anal toy, well...” she trailed off. Twilight saw Fluttershy blush, and she did as well. A thick silence held over the room.
Twilight turned forward, her neck hurt. She had had nothing more than a fingertip up there, and that was weeks ago. Twilight had tried some butt play on her girlfriend. Fluttershy said it was painful, even with a small tool and plenty of lubricant.
Aloe broke the quiet with a cough. “We agreed earlier that for a little back door, you would both get eight hundred. Lube included, of course,” she intoned lightness into the awkward proposal. She added: “The site’s a little light on anal sex, actually. We’ve only two scenes of a hundred and four.” Aloe quickly put a hand over her mouth.
Twilight’s mind stumbled on that figure. More than a hundred? How many were filmed here? How many women used the vibrator Aloe just used? Were they on camera now? A flood of questions came through her mind.
Lotus chimed in: “Don’t put on that face, Twilight. Not all of it was filmed by us. Ladies and their men, or ladies, have sent in amateure stuff for a few months. We just own the website, is all.”
Twilight stopped checking the dark corners for cameras and looked back again. “How many videos have you made?”
Lotus waved the joint around and stirred her next drag as it sailed out on warm winds. She coughed once and Fluttershy rubbed her chest, giggling. “Fifteen or so. Six with just Aloe and me.”
Twilight couldn't take it anymore. She pushed Aloe off, somewhat gingerly, and moved to the sofa. Lotus and Fluttershy sat up to make room.
The soft velvet caressed her ass and lightly tickled her lips as Twilight sat down close to Fluttershy, taking the grass Lotus offered. She took a good drag and gave it to Fluttershy. Twilight put one hand on the small of Fluttershy’s warm back and her other on the inside of her thigh. Fluttershy’s legs were just warmer.
The THC wafted over her senses once more as she began to talk, letting out the smoke. Twilight and Lotus, and sometimes Fluttershy, tiptoed around the real issue for a while, leaving Rarity and Aloe to distract themselves from business. The discussion was often paused to watch the two go at it. Rarity used a similar technique on Aloe, and they weren’t quiet about it.
With Fluttershy’s help, and intriguingly deep knowlage of how pornagraphy is made, the three sealed the deal. For one scene with Twilight, Fluttershy, and a magic spell, they would be paid one-thousand and fifty bits.
Twilight remembered Luna’s parting gift well. Her drowsy mind recalled the “Magic Wand” in great detail. Even Rarity and Aloe stopped to listen to the tantalizing tale Twilight told.
Chapter 3.5
12 hours earlier...
“Twilight, would you like to see our magic wand?” Twilight heard a snap and a sizzle of magic as Luna, petite as she was, bent to Twilight’s tender neck. She didn’t feel any change. Her own magically augmented throat tingled slightly, but the only other sensation she felt was Luna’s hot breath and embrace. With her own spell, Twilight could breath even through an obstructed throat.
Luna stood straight again, just an inch taller than Twilight. Luna made a quick glance, Twilight followed her eyes. Between Luna’s legs, just where her lips should join to her pretty arc and below her pretty tuft of soft, blue hair, was a large cock. The rigid shaft was in all aspects normal, photogenic, even: not very veiny, but bulging in just the right spots. Its skin was the same tone as Luna’s, pale and healthy. Twilight felt an urge to touch the pink tip and gently squeeze it, rub around on it with her thumb. Many other images, all so unbelievably pleasant, rolled into her mind faster than she could properly see them. Twilight wanted to gently rub the entire length, using Luna’s royal cunt to lubricate it, then suck it deep into her throat. Twilight felt her head ache, and she was sure the only cure was a good dick.
“Twilight Sparkle,” Luna whispered loudly. Twilight imagined she’d be awful at any sort of heist. “If you please your princess now, We’ll promise to teach you how to do this spell yourself. You don’t know orgasm until you ejaculate twice at the same time.”
Twilight looked up, her head more dizzy than ever. Something, or someone, in her head told her something wasn’t right. The voice was slowly lost to a hurricane of dirty thoughts.
Twilight stared dumbly into the ruler’s eyes. Luna put a light hand on Twilight’s shoulder and effortlessly pushed her to her knees. Twilight stared forward, eyes at Luna’s belly, mind blank. Her gaze dropped to Luna’s magical erection. Twilight sucked like a babe at a nipple, then took the thick pink head down as far as she could in one practiced, guided and fluid motion. Twilight put her hands on her thighs and let moving hips fuck her face. She could still breathe through the meat. Twilight licked the underside of the hot, long shaft and smiled as Luna treated her face like a nice wet cunt.
Twilight part hummed part moaned as Luna held Twilight’s head against her navel. Luna’s cock throbbed several times deep in Twilight’s throat. Twilight could smell Luna’s drenched pussy. The scent guided her left hand to Luna’s slit. Without thinking, not that she could, Twilight blindly pressed a finger deep into Luna’s unbelievably tight cunt. Luna’s cock jumped in Twilight’s esophagus.
Luna said something, but all Twilight could hear was a faint murmur of a high female voice wraught with some distressing emotion. She pushed two fingers inside, Luna thrusted a few times in response, driving Twilight’s exploring tips deep inside Luna. The heat and pressure on her fingers made Twilight smile and move her mouth along rhythmically.
Luna’s voice cut through the havok. “Twilight Sp-ARkle! Yes! YES!” Twilight squinted, grinning wide around the thick cock in her maw, and drove her fingers inside, twisting and moving as quick as she could. Luna put both hands in Twilight’s hair and pulled her head into her doubled over midsection.
Twilight distinctly felt Luna’s cunt spastically clamp down on her fingers before her cock throbbed for the tenth or hundredth time, releasing a thick, uncomfortable yet soothingly hot load directly into her stomach. Twilight swallowed needlessly, breathing in at the same time. Luna squirted a little piss from her vagina, then another series of hot spurts of mancum into Twilight’s stomach. She felt the haze of her mind lessen as the dual ejaculation subsided.
Twilight felt out of breath, then suddenly choking on something in her throat. She pushed off of Luna’s waist with both hands, wrenching slender fingers from her hair. Luna took two uneasy steps back, her seedy cock fell out and sent bits of cum floating to the floor or to Twilight’s body. Twilight coughed and sucked for air. She felt a hot heat was in her gut.
The events of the almost-rape flooded into Twilight’s head like the images had during its onset. “P-pa” Twilight stammered, her throat sore and impossible to work for speech.
“We are sorry, Twilight Sparkle,” Luna began tiredly. “The sensation was too much. You are a champion of pleasure, Twilight, wholly conscious or not.” Luna stood fully and held the base of her wet dick, still magically erect. Bits of white seed clung to her cock head.
Twilight wanted to stay down and milk it again as bad as she wanted to hold it and chop off the rest of Luna’s body. The substantial protein made her stomach turn. Luna gave her some water. Twilight forced down a sip and felt much better, so she took three large gulps.
She felt worlds better. Luna held Twilight in sleepy embrace. “Twilight, the spell isn’t difficult at all. With your natural prowess, I think you could master it in moments.”
Twilight saw Luna’s new shaft begin to wilt. “Well, I’d love to add this spell to my repertoire. Where do we begin?” Twilight whispered to her Princess’s mouth.
She and Luna shared a slow, wet kiss. Twilight could remember the taste on her lips, so sweet, vodka and tangy green apple. Luna’s long tongue snaked into her mouth, and Twilight sucked it in with lustful force.
Twilight inhaled cold air, Luna had pushed her away. “Alright then,” Luna replied. She backed off a bit and held her hands up. “One thing you should know, Twilight, that you surely do already, is that this spell is half illusion, half alteration. The new organ is clearly an alteration, but casting this makes the vict-um, We mean the sexual partner, under a deep hypnosis that can only be broken by the absence of cock or by ingesting or the scent of its ejaculate.”
Twilight looked down to Luna’s nice cocktail dress, expensive and skewed on her petite chest. “I figured that much out on my own, Princess. But how do I cast it? Can I endow others with this gift?”
Luna gave a short understanding giggle, smirking at Twilight. “Ever eager, Our Sister’s star pupil Twilight Sparkle.”
Luna tediously taught Twilight how to change the skin of her own clitoris, how to make it more sensitive. The process took some time, but was crucial to the next steps. What seemed like hours passed in the small, hard room. Twilight reached tiny orgasm after orgasm at Luna’s and her own touch and magical pinches and changes. The floor was a spattered and streaked mess when four even raps rang through the stout metal door.
A feminine voice floated from beyond the door. “Who has the keys?”
A surge of fear and guilt ran through Twilight’s mind before she understood why she felt that way. Luna straightened her own dress hastily, and her hair.
“Twilight! Make yourself presentable at once!”
She did just that. Twilight barely covered her breasts when the door swung open slowly.
Luna let out a sigh of relief, Twilight blushed bright crimson and smiled wide. It was Celestia.
The vivaciously vivid details faded to a blur. Luna and Celestia exchanged pleasantries, completely ignoring the one or two royal guards. Twilight remembered the limo back to the palace was white outside and deep violet inside, plush and feminine. The sun princess wore the same dress, showing off the, Twilight hated to even think this about her teacher, amazingly sexy thighs. Twilight recalled how her large breasts looked heavy, and in need of a pair of hands to support them. The mild conversation with her mentor and her, Celestia’s, sister was drab, boring, monotonous and not distracting. They were tiptoeing about what had happened. Everyone knew what happened, but only two of the three knew what was coming.
They pulled into a dark garage and were taken to the elevator. Twilight remembered the small moving room well. The panels were of some exotic wood, the buttons and the metal plate shimmered like gold. The lights were painfully bright, but they illuminated the Princesses’ breasts fantastically. Twilight wanted to practice her new sensitivity spell now more than before. The slow ride was silent, save the slightly exasperated breathing from the star student.
Luna broke the quiet. “Sister,” she said levelly. “I thought you would be curious as to what Twilight Sparkle learned about magic tonight.”
“Oh? What did you teach her?” Celestia seemed genuinely intrigued, but Twilight could easily recognize the slight hint of knowing in her tone.
Twilight sunk into the corner, she knew exactly what was coming, and Celestia, Celestia! was going to hear it! The fucking Princess of the ass-ramming sun would hear all about it!
“We were trying to teach her how to endow herself with her own ‘magic wand’”
Twilight felt like all the blood behind her face should ooze out and let her die of embarrassment right there.
“Naturally, We needed to teach her how to sensitize her clitoris with the same magic. It was coming along nicely until you showed up.”
Fuck my ass with a fist full of shrapnel! Twilight wanted to become one with the plush red carpet. “I was curious as to why I could smell fresh vaginal fluids. Twilight Sparkle?”
Twilight whimpered a bit, her eyes close to tears. “Twilight, dear,” Celestia’s soothing, soft voice sounded like her breasts looked, even through Twilight’s watery vision.
“Twilight, please, don’t be ashamed. Sex and lust are beautiful things, with the right people. You can trust the both of us to keep this secret. A secret that’s very, very fun.”
Twilight felt two hands on her shoulders. On her right a slight, almost ethereal presence. On her left, a warming and embracing pressure. Twilight looked up through the tears and saw two lovely princesses looking at her lovingly. One tall and tanned, beautiful with greatly round mammaries and a strong yet elegant collarbone. The other, small and light, paler and softer to the eye, yet beautifully proportioned just like her sister. They were two different women, full of life and love to give, ready for anything. Twilight smiled, the heat of her blush fading to a fun warmth.
Celestia slowly looked over Twilight’s body. She could almost feel ghostly hands grabbing and touching her wherever the royal pupils gazed. Heat flowed down Twilight’s front to her groin. Luna’s soft hand lifted away, then the elevator dinged.
The short walk to Celestia’s chambers was insignificant. However, Celestia’s room and her huge, round bed with the plushes blankets and the cloud of a mattress, were absolutely marvelous.
Luna was the first to strip and fly onto the circle with youthful zeal. Celestia slipped her clothes off as well. Twilight blushed at the sight. Celestia’s fit ass and shapely thighs beckoned anyone who appreciates the female figure to madness. Twilight undressed without a second thought and followed, racing the Princess to her own bed.
Twilight won, landing on the silky soft bed seconds before the taller princess. Twilight tossed and wiggled around like she wanted to swim in it. Luna and Celestia and Twilight had rolled and laughed and tickled and joked and panted for several minutes before Princess Luna found herself on top of her sister.
The first thoughts of disgust at the perfect sisters together skated through Twilight Sparkle’s logical brain. It was incest! These two amazing, responsible, powerful, possibly benevolent, Twilight thought at least partially, and fucking hot ladies were related! Sisters! Fucking sisters! Sisters, fucking! But they weren’t just sister lovers, they were royal. They were immortal, or something close. They were forever young. Who could blame these two if they wanted to see how good at sex they could get? Twilight felt like a little fish in a big pond. She also felt amazingly jealous towards the blue-haired princess.
Luna sat up on her big sister’s lap, sucking away on one of the large nipples. Celestia smiled, wincing with pleasure every second or so, and beckoned her young student over. Twilight crawled over the softness, feeling its caress on her knees and hands.
Celestia smiled down at Twilight, biting her lip. Twilight took Celestia’s right erect, perfectly pink nipple into her lips and sucked gently. Luna moaned and went about her labor passionately. Twilight felt a knee rise along the inside of her thigh, making her back cave. She fell into Celestia’s chest, sucking and biting less than gently. Twilight regained control and fervently sucked Celestia’s round nipple. Celestia threw her head back and moaned aloud. Twilight felt her teacher’s knee press hard against her hot groin, making her ache.
Twilight groaned from the bottom of her voice box. Her clit was still ultrasensitive, and even through her lower lips, Celestia’s knee made her twitch crazily.
Twilight felt air cool the saliva on her lips and tongue before she felt Celestia’s hand gently push her head back. “That’s the spirit, Twilight,” Celestia said, just as if her student had responded to a new assignment with glee.
“T-Thank you, Princess,” Twilight responded exasperatedly. She got up and sat down on the cushioned bedding next to Celestia.
“Luna?” Celestia said softly. “I think Twilight still wants to learn how to make her own magic wand.” Luna let Celestia’s nipple go with a loud smack. “And when you’re done, could you use it on me? It’s been weeks since we had fun like that.”
Luna gave her big sister an amorous hug and mumbled something. Celestia brushed her soft blue hair for a moment before helping her up again. Twilight noticed that the pile of pillows Celestia had been leaning against was really large, at least six or seven big, white and gold trimmed feather pillows.
“Okay sister,” Luna said quietly, but with her pallid yet soft voice. “We will give Twilight Sparkle her spell, then We’ll fuck you.”
Celestia sat up and gave Luna a tender kiss, gently grabbing one of her perky breasts. Celestia leaned back and smiled at her smaller sister. She made one gesture to her right towards Twilight.
Between her legs, Twilight felt a heat return from just a moment ago as Luna playfully crawled over, her dainty hands disappearing into the soft cloud of a bed cover.Celestia sat up, her cheeks flushed against the nice toned skin of her face and chest. Twilight recalled her mentor’s nice, full and round ass as she got up to let her sit where she, Celestia, was sitting. Luna kneeled to her right, Celestia to her left. Twilight wanted to fade away under the pairs of hungry, knowing eyes.
“Just like before, Twilight,” Luna said just above a whisper. “Focus magic in your fingers and in your clitoris. Make it sensitive, focus all your alteration energies on and into it.” Twilight gulped and did just that. Two fingers on her sensitive nub, pressing down with force, sending positive energy from her tips to the negative energy in her clitoris. She felt a snap, a jolt, and her spine tingled all the way up to her skull. Pressure built in her cunt, pushing her clitoris out slowly. It became more and more sensitive, making Luna and Celestia and the entire room and the world outside cease to exist for a moment.
Like Luna instructed, she pushed back on it. The little round thing pushed back, still growing in size and sensitivity. Twilight couldn't believe it. She opened her eyes and focused on breathing. Luna and Celestia knelt between her knees, watching up close, grinning wide. Luna put a finger near Twilight’s and used her own magic. Twilight felt another jolt and her clitoris swelled dramatically in size.
“This isn’t difficult, do you see?” Luna said, moisture on her lips. Twilight could barely focus, it felt so good!
“Like this, Twilight, Pull on the skin with magic, and it will make the cock appear. Concentrate! More power, yes, that’s it, more!”
A maroon aurora danced slowly around her fingers. Twilight squinted through the agonizing pleasure and focused on pulling on her clit with magic. The skin bulged and began to really take shape. It rose like a bamboo from wet earth, shooting up atop a round shaft. Twilight could barely believe her eyes, and her groin had gone numb from sensory overload. Her nerves needed a rest. Twilight’s mouth hung open, saliva dripped down dumbly. She concentrated all of her magic in her groin and hand without thinking, pulling as hard as she could. With Luna’s guidance, Twilight’s nearly blind magic produced a magnificent cock, enormous and full of strength. The magical length glistened with luxurious vaginal fluids.
Throbbing sensations along the long length sent Twilight’s pupils up into the back of her head, and her head back onto the pile of pillows.
Twilight’s hand was a separate entity, so attuned to long applications of magic, kept adding energy and pulling the sensitive tip up and out. Luna stopped her, at last.
Twilight blinked a few times and swallowed her excess spit. Her senses were beginning to return, especially the painfully acute sensation of touch. Hearing was another one of them,
“Twilight! I’m so proud of you!” Celestia said enthusiastically. “It’s absolutely glorious! You really are worthy of your title as my number one student.”
As was sight. Twilight looked down. Sat, her mouth agape. Between her legs, Twilight saw and felt her enormous, erect penis proudly standing at attention. It was as big as her forearm, and almost as thick (Lotus refused to believe this, but Fluttershy gasped and shied away, as if Twilight had such a beast on her now).
Twilight reached for the thing, its color just darker than her skin. The head was a rosy pink, like her pussy. The base of the great dick had a strong pulse, it was likely magical. And it was sensitive. Twilight felt like she was about to piss from it after squeezing it once.
Luna sat back and stared, unashamed. Celestia, impressed as well, spat on her hand and rubbed the other until the palms were wet. “I bet you’ll have a big, hot magical cumshot, too. Twilight, how does it feel? You the-”
“Fucking amazing!” Twilight blurted. She could do nothing but bury her face in her hands and try not to grab it with both hands and jerk it until something detonated.
“It’s so perfect,” Luna mumbled. “Just perfect.”
Celestia concurred with a sincere “Mm Hmmm.” Her calming voice was hot and hungry. Twilight breathed deeply at the sun Godesses’ touch on her inner thighs. A finger or two brushed against her female sex, making Twilight twitch. Her pleasure-riddled brain concluded the sum of her entire sexual sensory organs were hypersensitive. She wanted to overpower her Princess, yeah right, and hold her down and fuck her big, soft, bouncing tits. Twilight wanted to cum, she knew she would shoot a lot, all over Celestia’s face and hair. Twilight pictured Luna sucking on one stained breast, Twilight another, while Celestia licked her lips. Her face would be plastered, covered completely with thick seed.
She imagined Amadeus covering her own face, like he had at least four times before. Twilight wasn’t very apt to facials, but she knew she took them well. Amadeus smiled his rare amazed and pleased smile when she proved that all the cum in her mouth was gone.
Twilight opened her eyes again. Celestia was huffing and moaning, staring at the dick infront of her, while her sister worked her clit with the same magic. Celestia bent over from the sensation and laid her head on Twilight’s lower torso, her unbelievable hair falling all around Twilight’s new sensitive tool.
“Luuunaaa~” Celestia moaned, her hot breath tickled Twilight’s touchy skin. Twilight just wanted something to happen.
“Uh, Princess?” Twilight managed to speak.
“Yes, Twi-Light?” Celestia responded.
Twilight gulped. “Could you touch me, please? I-it’s the anticipation that I can’t take.”
Celestia exhaled deeply through a smile. “Oh, Twilight, of course. I can’t touch your new cock yet, however. We all have to be careful, this thing looks like a real cannon.” Twilight wanted to blow her load even more at her sexy words.
Celestia carefully stood on her forearm, her lips came within an inch of Twilight’s sensitive head, teasing it with warm, moist breath. Twilight tossed her head back. Celestia ran her fingers down to the entrance to Twilight’s sexual heaven, then back up to where her clitoris should be. Just feeling a pressure at the very base of it made her huge dick throb. Twilight could see a bit of milky precum atop the purple-pink head.
Twilight retold how Celestia wasted no time making her moan with her slender, long and ever fine fingers. Twilight’s wrists were held by her shoulders with magic as Celestia refused to give her throbbing member any pleasure, but worked inside her, feeling Twilight twitch and convulse in regular, old vaginal stimulus. It was blissful.
Then Twilight came, and it was fantastic. Celestia didn’t shy away from her spattering, either. She gladly became speckled with bits of girlcum.
The next movement of the dance was a bit of a blur to Twilight. She remembered coming around to the image of Celestia’s heavenly tits swinging below her torso as Luna fucked her. Luna’s back was straight as her hips pounded away. Celestia really gasped and muttered like she was in a dream. Twilight still couldn't raise her hands. She looked around her steel-clad erection to watch.
Celestia had no rod, so Luna must have endowed herself. Twilight’s teacher was drooling, very unladylike. Twilight tried to move, but her hands were held fast in place. Just watching was torture. The slightly damp blanked she sat on was too hot. Twilight needed touch, and to touch.
Luckily, Celestia fell forward on her elbows and licked at the base of Twilight’s shaft as if on cue. The feeling of a tongue wildly flicking her sensitive organ was maddening. Twilight moaned, twitched and all of the things. She felt an intense need to release all she had, just pop and let her seed fly where it shall.
Luna caught Twilight’s eye. She smiled back, wincing every time Celestia’s soft tongue touched her. Luna’s face twisted too, then Twilight found out why. She thrusted deep and fast, making Celestia moan like crazy. Luna pulled Celestia’s hips to her and pushed inside, doubled over, and shrieked one last, piercing shriek. Celestia shook forward and back, as if a force were pushing her forward as she tried to push back, but the force made her strength fail. Twilight heard the cum begin to squirt out of the sides of Celestia’s hot pussy, then she saw it. From where she was restrained, Twilight saw thick glob after glob of hot semen fall out onto the sheet. It looked like pure white sperm, amazingly thick. A load just as big, if not bigger, was shot in Twilight’s throat not long ago. She felt hungry again.
At last, Luna panted and relaxed. She had unleashed her magical floodgate deep inside her sister, squirting an enormous amount of cum into Celestia’s cunt. Plenty squeezed out around her girth, dripping or spurting out onto the plush bed spread. Luna looked ready to pull out when a hand stopped her.
“No!” Celestia said hoarsely. “Ah, le-leave it in, sister. Help me cover Twilight’s face.”
“No,” Rarity said in disbelief. “You, she didn’t!”
“I shit you not,” Twilight replied. She snickered a tiny bit and passed the hit on to Lotus to her left. Every nude, attractive and young woman sat in a messy circle, leaning on each other or sitting with crossed legs.
Smoke strongly filled the room. The scent of cannabis and dragon’s breath incense made Twilight’s head swim in soft, warm clouds. The image was so appealing to her. Twilight could almost feel the lukewarm moisture hold her aloft, she could feel the same thick air as she back stroked through the crazy sky in her mind. It was so gre-
“Twilight?” Rarity interrupted Twilight’s hazy daydream. “What happened next?”
Everyone was focused on Twilight. Even Fluttershy, whose head lay in Twilight’s lap and legs intertwined with Aloe’s directly across.
Twilight sipped some water and cleared her throat, for narrative effect. She played with Fluttershy’s hair and gazed around the darkened room. “Where was I?” She knew where exactly. “Oh, that’s right, Luna had ejaculated inside her sister. From where I lay, I could see Celestia dripping little strings of cum from her pussy. Luna carefully pulled out, her long hard cock now slimey and only mostly rigid. I can’t imagine how such a long thing could remain completely hard for so long. Celestia held her pussy lips closed and sat up. I didn’t realize until then that she had drooled quite a bit on my waist.
“Celestia stood on her knees, holding the magic spunk inside her. Luna moved to my side, holding her magic wand in her right hand. I tried to watch what she was doing, but Celestia put her knees on either side of my head.
“‘Open wide, Twilight,’ Celestia said. I can’t do her voice all that well, but it was really sexy. Oh, god,” Twilight stopped, holding her smiling face in her palm. This was the first part she had to stop from embarrassment, even if she was flushed the entire time. “Sorry, it was just last night, so it’s kind of hard to tell this.”
Fluttershy was snickering, and all but Rarity were laughing, now. Rarity, red faced, hands between her legs, was biting her smiling lips. At last, she broke down and joined in, clutching her sides with the others. Twilight did notice through the hot blood in her face the trail of liquid that flew from Rarity’s finger. She, at least, had been enthralled by the tale.
“Okay!” Twilight yelled quietly. “I guess I can’t tell how last night ended. Not if everyone’s just going to laugh at me.”
Twilight felt a finger and thumb pull on her chin. Her eyes fell on Fluttershy’s, her cheeks raised and her smile badly concealed.
“Tw-wilight?” She managed say. “I’m so horny. It’s just, I’m really high, and that’s really, really funny.” Fluttershy laughed again, but made herself stop. She breathed again, relaxing and giggling again.
Fluttershy calmed down in Twilight’s lap, and stared up. “It’s okay, Fluttershy,” Twilight said back. The room had quieted down enough to listen, or to breath. “I’m flying, too. This shit’s goo-”
“Speak!” Aloe commanded from one foot away. “Rarity can’t take another moment of suspense, Twilight.”
Twilight found a fresh joint in her hands. “Hey!” She took a long drag, coughed, sucked in and held her breath. Lotus carefully took the rolled paper from Twilight’s first two fingers.
Fluttershy cooed a compliment from below at the volume of smoke Twilight coughed out. Twilight pounded her chest, feeling herself raise another notch or three.
“Please, dear. Continue.” Rarity paused, then said: “Celestia was hovering over your face, right?.”
“Yes,” Twilight said roughly. She sipped some more water. “She said ‘Open wide, Twilight.’ How could I not? I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide, sticking out my tongue. I didn’t flinch when that smelly, thick cum dripped into my mouth. I don’t know if all of you are lesbians, but let me tell you something. Semen, royal or magical or otherwise, can be fucking sexy and tasty in the heat of the moment. I swallowed every drop that didn’t land on my face or in my hair. Celestia helped with the cum on my face after. I can almost feel her tongue on my cheeks and forehead, licking up all that sticky cum.”
Twilight stopped involuntarily in deep recollection. She really could feel that soft, wide tongue lap up all of that thick, warm fluid.
Twilight opened her eyes. Rarity nodded almost imperceptibly, flashing a knowing smile. Aloe, Lotus and Fluttershy all looked a bit uneasy.
“Her tongue, oh her majesty’s tongue,” Twilight continued. “I could fill my journal with what I’d like her to do with that thing.” That should bring them back, Twilight thought.
“Celestia and I enjoyed that, and then she made me clean up Luna’s tool. It had gotten nice and hard again. I fellated her for a short while, then Celestia demanded my attention.
“Now, she hadn’t performed the magic dick spell. But, I was lying still, bound and denied pleasure in my new device. Celestia stroked me off slowly, her sticky hand felt amazing, still. It was so weird, it felt like I really needed to pee from it or something. I guess ejaculaing is kind of the same idea. Celestia then spat on her hands and used that as lubricant. Just then, Luna pushed her big dick into my mouth. I had no choice but to hold my breath and take her into my throat. It was kind of painful, but so fucking worth it. Oh, her long cock throbbed in my wet throat, and her sister made my dick twitch, too. We stopped so I could do the breathing spell, then went on.
“Luna pushed her penis all the way into my throat, which would normally make me choke. I, wouldn’t recommend it. But in that instance, it was fucking amazing.” Twilight rubbed her neck absent mindedly, lost in remembrance. She continued, as if in a trance. “Then I felt something really hot and nice on my new dick. Luna’s stomach was all my crazed vision could see, but I knew Celestia planned on taking me inside her pussy.”
Without trigger, Twilight remembered part of Amadeus’ jazz trumpet solo. She let it fade into a background track, like the shitty music in a porno. Except, this wasn’t some smut, and the music wasn’t some dribble in common time. It was beautiful, sexy, sincere music that made her want to converse with her far away lover. Twilight collected herself and went on.
“Luna pulled her big fucking cock out of my mouth just as Celestia fell onto me, penetrating herself. God, her fucking pussy. It was like my new thing was made for her. It, or, I slid in, just past the tip. She cried out, oh god, it was so hot.” Twilight felt long hair on her pussy and fingers. She looked down to see Fluttershy, red faced, covering her mouth with her fingers. Twilight snatched her fingers away from her snatch, leaving Fluttershy’s long hair to become damp.
“I’m so sorry, Fluttershy!” Twilight quickly said. “I was so lost in my own story, I forgot you were even there.” Twilight crossed her arms in embarrassment.
“It’s okay,” Fluttershy meekly replied. She raised her own hands above her face. Her first fingers on either hand glistened with wetness. “I was really liking the story.”
Before Twilight could even think of something to say, Rarity made a desperate little moan and said: “Twilight, please, dear, go on! For the love of all that is sacred and beautiful, continue!”
Rarity’s fingers were buried deep between her legs. Twilight somehow felt proud, accomplished, happy at just retelling her experience. She went on. “Celestia’s pussy lips slid perfectly around my dickhead. It felt so good! Imagine being penetrated by a big cock, or dildo or whatever, and there being no real pain. A little, but not much at all, just pleasure. It was like that, and she must have felt some pain! Or, maybe not. She is the fucking princess. And I fucked her!
“Oh, how that vagina felt around my cock. Luna was next to me one second, then gone the next. Celestia let more of herself down on me, swallowing up my dick. I could feel it throb so much, it felt like I was going to release something. Just half of it was inside her, but what wasn’t felt amazing, too. I felt my hips flex, I wanted to cum inside so much.
“Just as I felt ready to burst, I felt a hand on the base of my cock. I looked down to see it leave; Celestia had put some magic ring around it. I felt just as close to cumming, but I couldn't. It was so terrible, cumming but being stopped.
“Celestia said something like sorry, but I was moaning too loud.” Twilight passed the joint on without taking a puff. “I learned it was a special containment spell, advanced stuff. It inhibited my ability to ejaculate, but not the desire. No matter how much stimulus I received, I could never cum.
“That was by far the worst part. The bits I could remember, Celestia was riding on top of me, taking the entire fucking thing. God, it felt so good. Without that stupid magic, I would have came at least three times.
“But I digress. I remember that Princess Luna, her magic cock just as big as mine, moved behind Celestia. I was already in her pussy, so I knew what Luna was planning on doing.” Aloe mouthed a “no” in disbelief. She almost dropped the diminishing white roll of paper at what happened next.
“I couldn't believe what was happening,” Twilight continued. “But Celestia sure did. She slowed down and sat on me, I was fully inside her. She said: ‘Careful, Luna. Just go slow at first.’ Then Luna disappeared behind Celestia. The Princess, Celestia, just stooped over for a moment, and I heard her make this noise.” Twilight mimicked as best she could the pained and deeply pleased sound Celestia made at the anal penetration.
“Then I felt it, too. Celestia bent over more and moaned really loud. Luna grabbed her hips, I could see her fingers, and I could feel a new pressure on the underside of my own cock. That part is the most sensitive, except for the tip. Feeling Celestia’s soft cunt rub against that part harder, oh my fucking god, it was amazing. I,” Twilight grabbed her own breast without deliberately meaning to do so. “I can almost feel it now. I, ah, oh god, that was the best.”
A light flick on her pussy lips. Twilight moaned deeply and laid back. She caught a strong whiff of the skunky smoke, then Twilight’s nose flared as smoke clogged up her sinuses. She waved her hand above her face to clear it away and looked up. Aloe carefully held the joint above Twilight’s lips for her to take a long pull.
Twilight sat up, Fluttershy’s face between her legs, and let the smoke go. “Sorry,” Twilight softly said. “I got a little lost in myself there.”
“It’s quite all right, dear,” Rarity said levelly. “Please, tell us. What next?”
Fluttershy rolled onto her side. “Sorry,” she whispered. Twilight smiled down at her and handed her the joint, which was down to a barely usable roach now.
“Don’t be, Shy,” she replied. “I thought it was very fitting. I appreciate the gesture, but maybe we can do that in a minute.” Fluttershy took a small drag and handed the tiny thing off to Lotus, who put it in a small ashtray of some kind. The soft music that enhanced the ambiance changed to a strong, embracing and inspiring instrumental. Twilight had to fight the happy urge to drum along on her knees. She couldn't stop her head from bobbing, however. The song was so familiar, it brought back happier images from her college days.
Twilight halted her remembrance and collected her thoughts. “Alright,” Twilight said seriously, or as serious as she could while also being extraordinarily high. “Let’s get down to business.”
“To defeat, the Huns,” came softly from Twilight’s lap. Fluttershy broke down to a rocking snicker, barely controlled.
What came next was a stillness. No one moved for three seconds. Then, an eruption of crazy, jovial laughter. Twilight rolled on the floor, her cheeks blazing and her stomach aching. She clutched her sides and laughed hard, sometimes inaudible, sometimes high and loud. The rest of the room, even Rarity convulsed with laughter. The seriousness and the degree of erotic gossip and nudity and vulgarity, compounded with the amount of THC every woman had ingested all flowed out after one perfectly timed movie reference. Twilight couldn’t even remember the film, but the rhythm of which Fluttershy had responded kicked off a cascade of unforgettable melody in her mind’s ear.
Twilight was the first to regain control of herself. She wiped her teary eyes and sighed a giggling sigh. Fluttershy was coming back now, too. Twilight giggled a bit more and hugged Fluttershy’s nude body in a sitting position. She suddenly had a wanton lust again, a want to feel Fluttershy’s lovely tongue along her pussy lips. Twilight embraced her girlfriend deeply, pressing her small chest to feel Fluttershy’s large breasts. That heat came back between Twilight’s legs.
She opened her eyes and saw the other three women, Aloe, Lotus and Rarity, all watching Fluttershy’s nice back and Twilight’s face intently. Twilight felt herself blush; she was just about to slide her hand to the warmth between Fluttershy’s upper thighs.
“Uh, Shy?” she whispered. Twilight slowly let Fluttershy go, not ignoring the slight, nearly imperceptible moan and warm breath in her own ear.
Fluttershy sat up straight, her back facing the three others, that lovely, shapely and strokable back that Twilight loved so much. “What is it, Twi?” Twilight now absolutely loved that pet name.
“Thanks for that,” Twilight whispered back. Her audience remained quiet. “I love you.”
It came out before she even meant to say it. Rarity made a tiny pip. Fluttershy spun around, and immediately turned back to Twilight, trying her best to hide in the soft candle light. “I love you, too, Twi.” Fluttershy barely whispered. Twilight gladly hugged her, eyes closed, oblivious to the touched, the jealous, the horny and the bored in the room. Twilight embraced her lover, feeling not only her soft, hot skin, but her closeness, her love. Fluttershy rested her long hair and her cheek on Twilight’s shoulder. Twilight loved the scent of Fluttershy’s hair.
After an all too short eternity, Fluttershy let go and looked into Twilight with her wide eyes. Twilight smiled at the two little universes, not intimidated by their infinity, but happy, hopeful about it. Amadeus may still hold my heart, she thought, but I can’t kick out Fluttershy. Maybe, maybe there’s room for two, if they can deal with it.
“That’s so, so sweet,” Aloe said softly. Twilight pushed aside her troubling thoughts and kissed Fluttershy. She’s here, now, Twilight thought. She kissed and was kissed back for fifteen seconds. Twilight would remember that kiss as one of her all-time favorites. At last, Twilight broke away, letting the string of saliva that bridged her and Fluttershy’s lips fall. They held each other’s eyes and hands for one moment more.
“Very sweet,” Rarity agreed. “But, girls, can we get back to the story, please? I need to know what happened next.”
Twilight smirked and pulled Fluttershy to her side. She felt a bit light headed. “Right,” she said. “Sure. Where was I, the double penetration?”
Four blushing faces nodded. “Alright then. Celestia stooped over, pressing her cunt walls against the underside of my super sensitive cock. Then Luna pulled on her hips from behind. I could feel something unnatural press on the underside of my cock, harder and harder. It wasn’t constant, it kept going back and forth, almost like it was massaging my dick inside Celestia. Fucking, oh it felt so good. I swear, I fucking hated that inhibitor.
“Then Celestia resumed riding. She pulled her hips up at an angle, then fell down hard, crying out each time. I felt Luna’s cock squeeze mine by pushing inside Celestia’s great fucking ass. I wanted to feel it, hold it as she rode me, so I tried to move my hands. Somehow, they were free. I did just that, and found Luna’s hands. We intertwined fingers and thrusted together, making Celestia scream.
“Celestia’s big tits swung over my head, it was extraordinary. Luna and I kept fucking, and fast. I just gritted my teeth and let Luna and Celestia have fun. The way Celestia was screaming, and how Luna was moaning, I could tell they were having a fucking great time. I couldn't help but whine sometimes, it was painful! It was sorta like really needing to pee, but not being physically able to. I wanted to shatter that cunting magic and pull Celestia’s wide hips to mine and let her grind away.
“Eventually, that’s what happened. Luna came soon enough, all over Celestia’s face, too. There was so much cum, so much of that hot, thick stuff. Most of it was in the Princess's mouth, so they kissed and swapped it back and forth. I cleaned Luna off before her rod went completely limp, milking out the last drops. After you ejaculate with the magic wand so many times, it just kind of fizzles away. Unless you reapply some magical energy or physical stimulus. But, I digress.
“I held that spunk in my mouth while they made out, spitting and drooling much more jizz between their mouths. It tasted, I don’t know who here’s actually tasted cum, but it actually tasted good. Sperm is usually pretty gross, salty and thick or slimey and thin. Amadeus was usually thicker. . . .” Twilight trailed off, embarrassed and too aware of her audience.
“Uh, anyway,” Twilight resumed. “Luna’s cum tasted kind of sweet. I read once that eating a lot of fruit can make one’s ejaculate sweeter. Hers tasted, odd. I can remember it, but I can’t describe it. Anyway, it was really, really, uh, good.
“Celestia said something, what was it? Oh, that’s right. She said: ‘Thank you for sharing,’ and I watched Luna lick the excess from Celestia’s tits. I had a great view, Luna’s pussy and her limp cock were right above my face. Celestia was sitting with me fully inside her, still, and that stupid magic ring was still around the base of my cock.
“Luna couldn't say anything, but I knew what she wanted to do. I opened my mouth and licked her pussy. She got down on her hands and knees and fed me a big mouthful of her sweet cum. She drooled it all into my mouth. I twirled some around my mouth, and then swallowed it all, telling her how it tasted so good.
“Celestia rocked back and forth a bit, her wet pussy bringing my head back to that cloudy state. Luna sat backwards on my face, so I did what I was supposed to: I licked her pussy. I kept eating her, thrusting my hips and stroking her long dick from below. Her cock was pointed at Celestia’s stomach, throbbing and hard as steel again. The soft, hot skin on top was sort of veiny, but not gross. I thrusted my hips, making my head hurt, and squeezed Luna’s twitching dick, while my tongue dove deep inside her pussy. I almost wanted that huge cock in my throat, but Luna’s wet pussy was great, too.
“I heard some noise, but it was muffled, and I was blind and distracted and single-minded. All I could feel was Celestia leaning back and rocking her hips back and forth, fast. I heard something like a scream, and some glass breaking. Then it hit me.
“Luna’s pussy twitched, then full on orgasmed. Her cock squirted more than her cunt, spurting long white snakes of cum all over my and my teacher’s bellies. Then Celestia came.
“She sort of raised her hips up a bit, leaving four or five inches of my cock exposed. Her cunt somehow tightened up, clenching around my head. God, I felt like my dick would either cum or explode. Then I heard her scream over Luna, and she fell onto my cock, rocking back and forth, squirting her female orgasm all over my white-stained skin. That’s when I heard the glass break.
“Luna raced from my face to grab Celestia. I felt my entire body shiver violently, and I was sat up straight. I don’t remember how, but I was sitting on the bed, Luna and Celestia were down in front of me. Luna was stroking my wet cock, making the entire thing, my pussy, my entire core shake and twitch. Bits of Luna’s cum had dripped down to the base of my magic dick, Luna just used that and Celestia’s amazing cunt fluids as lube. Then I came.”
Twilight closed her eyes for one second, recalling the details. “I felt my jaw drop, and my stomach, my abs really flex. The base of my cock sort of, contracted, or something. I shot one thick glob out, it slapped right onto Celestia’s forehead and dripped down some. Luna kept jerking, pointing me at Celestia’s open mouth. My entire cock shot, this time. A thick, long strand shot out and landed on Celestia’s lips and tongue, mostly in her mouth. I shot again, hitting Celestia’s long hair and also Luna’s nose, somehow. It was so fucking good, I just closed my eyes and let Luna stroke. I exploded at least ten more times, then I watched Celestia, her face almost completely covered, suck the cum that dribbled out. My cock throbbed for another minute, and I kept shooting tiny bits of cum out. Some just dribbled out into her mouth, but she opened her lips and let me watch a few tiny shots.”
Twilight rubbed her own clitoris, now. It wasn’t distracting. “Luna cleaned off her own face and ate the little bit of semen with a smile. Celestia, her eyelids, fuck, completely coated, ugh, with cum, she opened her eyes a little and looked up at me, her mouth full of sperm. Luna licked at my shaft some, some splatter and lots of pussy juice still remained on it.
“I, oh, fuck, remember those thick strands of cum that hung from her full eyelashes perfectly. It, fucking, ah, it was so hot. Celestia chuckled and gurgled out some message. Lu-Luna translated. Celestia m-moved her tongue around in her mouth, smiling and moaning and laughing as Luna said four words: ‘Spit or swallow, Twilight?’”
Twilight stopped before she came close to excitement. “I somehow said swallow. She did. Luna held her chin and kept Celestia’s mouth open so I could watch. A big, mmmmouthful of thick, hot cum, gone into her stomach like that. I sort of sat down and felt really tired and happy after that. Luna and Celestia cleaned off with towels and helped me clean up.
“After that, we all sort of just, well, snuggled. Luna dispelled the magic penises. Actually, she taught me how, it wasn’t hard at all. We fell asleep, dirty and everything.
“In the morning, I showered and Celestia saw me off personally. I felt so amazing. Something about that magic spell really made me awake and happy the morning after. So, I sat on the train for a few hours, arrived home, and the rest is recent history.”
Twilight sat back, grabbed Fluttershy’s hand and blushed at the semi-facetious golf clap Aloe and Lotus gave. Rarity’s face was red as her favorite dress.
“Twilight,” Lotus whispered. She crawled over, opposite of Fluttershy. “If just half of that story is true, I’m going to pay the both of you very well for just one scene.”
“T-thanks,” Twilight stammered. “I’m still pretty nervous about doing this, though. How do you feel about it, Shy?”
Fluttershy turned back to Twilight, red faced and smiling. “Twi,” she said timidly. “I think I want to. The money’s great, and it,” her small voice broke like thin ice. She took a big breath and locked eyes with Twilight. “It sounds like a lot of fun.”
Twilight pecked Fluttershy’s lips once, without thinking. “It’s settled, then. We’ll be amature porn stars.”
“Fantastic!” Aloe said enthusiastically. “We’ll set up a date and time and let you know. But now, I think we could all use a nap before the sun rises.”
“Oh, dear,” Rarity chimed in. “Yes, it’s past four in the morning, I think. Lotus, could you check for us?”
Both Aloe and Lotus stood, the first to do so for a long while, and stretched. Lotus found a watch, Rarity’s, and said: “4:25. Today is officially Sunday.”
Fluttershy groaned a little. Suddenly, her and Twilight’s fatigue had been quantified. Fluttershy sank her weight, slight and healthy as it was, heavily onto Twilight. On her chest and body was where Twilight wanted Fluttershy to rest herself, but that would require laying down fully. If she did that, Twilight might never get up.
Twilight stared at the two asses above her, horny as hell, and felt very tired. She moaned and laid her heavy mellon on Fluttershy’s cranium. “I guess we should go home, then,” Twilight said slowly. Then she whispered to Fluttershy: “Your bed, or mine?”
Fluttershy squeaked a tiny squeak. Rarity saved her from making a decision.
“Oh, dear. I have so much to do tomorrow,” the fashionista complained to no one in particular. “Or, drat, today, I suppose. What I would give for a magic time machine.” She stood and stretched. Twilight greedily took in Rarity’s picturesque physique as its muscles flexed and its joints bent and unbent. Just like months ago, Rarity was a textbook example of fine beauty. Fluttershy was more full hipped and full breasted, Rarity was skinny and tall, but not close lanky. Her chest was still quite well endowed. Twilight guessed, likely badly, that she had B or C cups. Fluttershy undeniably had D’s, maybe even doubles.
Rarity’s real prize was her ass. Even as she stood erect, her round, taut skin stood out like a nicely shaped shelf. Twilight’s dopey mind congealed visages of her performing simple yoga stretches, alternating between wearing tight nylon pants or nothing at all. Inside Twilight’s mind, a curious cat hopped up on the small of Rarity’s prone back. She began up again, oblivious or playfully pretending to ignore the furry thing. Rarity slowly stood completely straight in the sunny studio of Twilight’s imagination. The cat’s eyes bugged out, but it remained perched on her fabulous behind. Twilight wanted to be that fucking cat. Rarity giggled honestly, looking straight at Twilight.
“What is it, dear?” Rarity asked softly. The white pants were a second skin. Twilight thougth she could make out the contours of her pussy from behind. Rarity turned and posed like a model.
“Twilight?” a more near voice asked. “How long did you hold your hits in, Twilight? Are you alright?”
It was Aloe, genuinely concerned. Twilight shook her head, regretfully shooing away the pretty picture. She wanted it back, but she wanted the real thing more. “I’m okay,” she said. “Just kinda high, still.” Twilight laughed, easily, and slumped to her right, leaning on Fluttershy. “I had an amazing idea, but it’s gone. It was,” she paused, feigning stupor. “Cool.”
She yawned wide. Twilight was suddenly really sleepy. Her fake haze wasn't completely ingenuine. She wanted nothing more than to make out and spoon, maybe some fingering, perhaps a little bowl to smoke, before a nice, long slumber in Celestia’s bed. That thing must have been made with clouds.
“So Fluttershy,” Twilight muttered quietly as the others dressed. “We should get going. I’m not too worried about Spike or anything. He has a key. We could go to your place and sleep, if that’s alright.”
Fluttershy merely nodded. “I had a few questions about the, um, our upcoming performance, too.”
Twilight understood, but was far too far gone to offer answers or consultation now. “Sure, Shy,” she said softly. “Let’s sleep on it.”
Twilight stood up, fought the tunnel that closed around her vision for a minute, and helped her girlfriend up. They found their clothes, bid farewell to Aloe, lovely as ever, and Lotus, equally sexy, and walked out with Rarity.
“See, Shy?” Rarity said as they reached the back door. “That was pleasant, wasn’t it? You and Twilight got a nice, gentle massage from experts, and now you get to spend some time alone. I wasn’t lying when I said you’d be in heaven.”
“Oh, Rarity,” Fluttershy said at the door, holding Twilight’s hand. “I didn’t doubt you for a second.” The playfully light sarcasm just registered in Twilight’s mind. She smiled, laughed once, and chimed in.
“That sure was a great massage, Rarity. How much was the all-inclusive package, anyway?”
Rarity wasn’t offended at the attempt to appraise her generosity. “Free, naturally. I give those two plenty of business, and I can usually keep the robe on.” Rarity used one hand to open the rear exit. The first dull greys of dawn had spread fully across the sky. A lone man trod sleepily out of one house, across the fountain place, from which the alley Rarity and the two stood was nearly invisible, and stumbled out of view.
“The session was guaranteed, however, when I offered the grass and the prospect of convincing you two to do the scene.”
Twilight’s exhausted mind sparked a curiosity. “Have you done anything, pornographic on camera, Rarity?”
The trio, half of the six inseparable and young women, began to travel in the direction of Rarity’s place. Fluttershy’s wasn’t far beyond. “Oh, why lie?” Rarity asked, not looking for an answer. “I did one where I just touched myself to pay for extra materials. The second one, Aloe taught me how to squirt on camera. It’s so vulgar, but it feels so good! Then, this last time, I rode a little saddle device Lotus had. That felt so amazing!”
Twilight and Fluttershy got more information than they bargained for. The story Rarity had to tell easily got them to her door. Twilight found the tale very insightful. Fluttershy would likely be camera shy, but that would hardly be an issue.
“And that’s how this jewelry was financed. Pure gold and three diamonds, precisely like my tattoo.” Doesn’t it just match my eyes perfectly?” Rarity asked, not really looking for an answer. It looked dirty, despite its pristine glint in the lamplight. Maybe it was that the money that bought it was filthy.
“Rarity!” Fluttershy quietly screamed with hushed excitement. “It’s beautiful! It’s set just perfectly, too.” She took the ring in her hand and looked closely at it. Twilight had no intention of lingering, but she lingered. Only for her.
Minutes passed, the sky brightened from a shade above deep violet to a dull gray. Dawn was nearing, Twilight’s eyelids began to feel weighted. She and Fluttershy denied coffee, they had sleep in mind. Not much, likely, just a power nap. Twilight had a hunch that it might be shorter if Fluttershy still felt frisky.
Finally, the pair waved a farewell best described as intimate, like one from a roommate from summer camp or one with whom they have traveled with for many miles. In just a few hours, Twilight became infinitely closer to Rarity, and to a similar degree, Fluttershy.
Twilight mulled over this on the way to Fluttershy’s, holding hands and walking in unintentional synchronization. She didn’t have much time to analyze the concept before Fluttershy bent in for a kiss at her door. Twilight returned it, offering but not giving intimacy immediately. Fluttershy only wanted a long peck, so that’s all that happened.
“Tonight was just fantastic, Twilight.”
“You said it, Shy,” Twilight replied closely, feeling Fluttershy’s slim and lovely waist. Fluttershy’s large, amazingly large, breasts pushed through her sweater, flattened by Twilight’s pressing chest. Twilight hugged harder, nuzzling her face into her girl’s neck. She let up and bent her face into the warm flesh of Fluttershy’s partially exposed shoulder. Twilight took a plunge, and nibbled. She had won the gamble: Fluttershy moaned lightly and lowered her hands down to Twilight’s butt, sinking her shoulders down to do so. Twilight breathed deeply and grabbed back.
“Twi,” Fluttershy part whispered, part moaned. “Let’s go upstairs, I can barely stand.”
Twilight stood again and held a good portion of Fluttershy’s weight. “Okay, Shy,” she said back smoothly. Fluttershy relaxed and managed to get the key in the door. It opened to her entry way, nice and neat and homely. No one would guess a fine, young, large breasted bitch in heat lived here. Alone, at least.
They didn’t make it upstairs. Twilight found her back on the daveneux. They kissed with a slow rhythm that seemed swift. Knees brushed, then pressed into the wettening folds between their legs. Twilight felt a delicate hand grasp her small, sensitive left breast hard. She moaned into Fluttershy’s mouth and found a tongue. Any dry mouth from before was long gone. Still, she thirsted for a tall, cool drink of water. A beer, even, anything to quench her throat.
Twilight slowed her presses, stopped them, then moved her hand from one of Fluttershy’s hanging breasts and placed it on her shoulder. Fluttershy stopped kissing and grabbing soon after.
“Shy?”
“Yeah?” came a shaky response.
“I hate to pause, but,” Twilight said, almost remorsefully. “I’m thirsty. Can we pause for a water break?”
Fluttershy licked her lips. “Yeah, that’s okay.” She stood up on her knees and put her arms back. Twilight loved the way it made Fluttershy’s breasts pop. “Then, do you want to head up?”
“Oh yeah.”
Fluttershy got off the couch and walked off to the kitchen, smiling, her eyes half-lidded. Twilight felt the fatigue, too. She laid back and rubbed herself all over, feeling the clean cotton and polyester on her almost-clean skin. The thought of sneaking upstairs and warming up by rubbing herself under her panties made Twilight especially wet.
“Twi?” Fluttershy said from the kitchen. Twilight crept up, missing whatever inquiry her girlfriend made. She opened the only door on the top of the stairs, slowly, pushing swiftly through the squeak at roughly thirty degrees. She slipped in quickly and without a sound, avoiding the two squeaky floorboards. The soft quilt was like wrapping paper compared to Celestia’s bed, but Twilight enjoyed it all the same. Not everyone can afford whatever fabric that was, cloud-infused silk? That seemed silly, ridiculous, but it was the best Twilight could think of as a comparison.
A mischievous smile crept across Twilight’s face. She laid back, closed her eyes and fought back the waves of dark sleep that came. The touch she gave herself awakened her body a bit. Twilight’s first digit instantly dove between her lips, warmed by her womanly heat. Blood surged back to her pussy. Twilight turned her head and added her middle finger. She penetrated herself, feeling her tight opening yield. A tiny spark of pain ignited a flame of pleasure. Twilight’s g-spot warmed and stiffened inside her at her touch. She rubbed it vigorously. Intense feelings flowed all throughout her body.
A tiny squeak from far away stopped Twilight. She slipped her sweats off speedily and slid her fingers back into her slit, the viscous slime swiftening Twilight’s soft push.
“I heard you open the do-oh my goodness!” Fluttershy stood in the doorway, two big cups in front of her big jugs, blushing scarlet.
Twilight cupped her breast and stopped. “Thought I should warm up for you.” Her voice betrayed her this time and cracked. It worked just as well as any other way of saying it. Twilight felt thirstier than ever.
“T-Twi,” Fluttershy stammered. “Let me eat you out tonight. Or, I gues this mor-”
“Who gives a flying fuck?” Twilight said, but not yelled. “Just give me a drink and get to work with that great tongue of yours. Sexy,” she added.
Fluttershy smiled, not scared or apprehensive, but grateful. She gave Twilight a cup and knelt, waiting. After Twilight gulped down the whole thing, Fluttershy spent no more time waiting. Twilight moaned loudly at the sudden restart. Hydration refreshed her head. Twilight could feel more distinct movements and sensations, driving her mad. She felt her climax coming already.
Fluttershy pushed her mouth forcefully into Twilight’s cunt, driving her tongue every direction, first inside, then out. Twilight’s clit was burning, her g-spot tingled crazily, the rest of her body felt numb. She cupped her breasts to make sure they were still there, whimpering at her own touch. Climax loomed closer and closer. Her final destination rushed at her like a sprinter’s finish line.
Twilight could almost feel the tape breaking. She pinched her nipples, hard, and arched her back. No moan came as she did, her throat caught again in ecstasy. Fluttershy didn’t shy away from it, either. She pressed her tongue against Twilight’s spot and pushed her front teeth flatly into Twilight’s clitoris. Twilight felt her pussy contract a handful of times. She lost control and spurted a bit of urine, too, but only a few drops. Still, her lover didn’t shy away.
Twilight fell limp. Her eyelids felt as if gravity had suddenly worked perpendicularly to the norm, pulling them down towards her toes as she lay on her back. As if from a fair distance, she heard Fluttershy cough and sputter and say some praise. Sleep came, but not as Twilight came. It appeared, almost physically, but really intangible. Twilight could feel tiny, microscopic grabbers pull her eyelashes together. They touched and adhered weakly. She fought against the mini hands, but it was an uphill battle. A battle which was turned by a gentle hand on her breast.
Words. Hazy, cloudy, mysterious words drifted nearby. They neared, her eyelids popped open. A bleary image of Fluttershy, her hair a mess, her neck and lovely shoulders bare.
Another word, a question: “Twi?” A good question. Twilight found her name. Then Fluttershy’s name. She knew them. She knew plenty of things. She knew her parents, her friends, her lover, her lovers. Amadeus, then Fluttershy.
“And,” Twilight mouthed. Amadeus and Fluttershy. The image cleared, it was just Fluttershy. Then smell, she smelled bad, but really good, too. Like sex. Twilight didn’t want anymore for now. She was full. If she was a guy, she would be empty.
Twilight laughed, giggled, really. “Empty,” she said quietly. More things came to her. Her surroundings, the immediate past, the night’s events, the day, the train, the castle, the magic, the jazz, the sad song, the solos, the high notes, the amazing long tones, the drums, the bath, the fucking, the fucking! The fucking! The bondage, the waiting... then the fucking.
Twilight sat up, careful to not clank heads with Fluttershy, seeing into the black that was now her vision.
She opened her eyes again. “Twilight?”
Another question. Twilight swallowed and looked up into Fluttershy’s again. “Twi, you okay?” That was the third question. The second really, but third asked.
“I’m okay, now,” Twilight responded. “I was just in some, crazy, I don’t even. . . .”
“That’s good,” Fluttershy whispered. “You wanna sleep now? Sun’s coming up.”
“No,” Twilight said firmly. “No.” Louder. “No, you need me still, don’t you?” A great question, Twilight thought.
“If you’re up for it,” Fluttershy rolled over onto Twilight, grinning. “I’ll try to warn you before pissing on you, though.”
Twilight felt herself blush. She just grinned and touched the fine hourglass perched over her. She bit her lip and touched one of Fluttershy’s breasts. “Want a tongue or a toy, Shy?” So many damn questions. Answers are easy, though: toy.
“Toy. Emerald, bitte.”
Twilight stopped playing. Fluttershy might have picked up one German word anywhere. And she said please ten times a day, at least, it was in her nature. So was sorry, thank you, and um. Twilight shook it off, as well as incoming thoughts of her distant boyfriend. Fluttershy didn’t know about Amadeus yet, and she didn’t need to.
“Sure, Shy.” Twilight rolled over and hung over the side of the bed. She searched for the little black box, found “Emerald Ecstasy”, the thick and long glass dildo, behind it.
“Assume the position,” Twilight said in a thick, probably terrible, German accent.