A Princess A Day Keeps The Grump Away.
It was early. There was no need to look at a clock to know that was the case. The sun still hid behind the mountains, and the Nightingales hadn’t yet started singing their songs. Now was the perfect time to still be asleep, enjoying whatever dreams Luna graced them with. Unfortunately, for Equestria’s one and only human, that was not the case.
Anon was in his bed, eyes stubbornly closed. His blankets were wrapped around his body comfortably. It wasn’t too hot or too cold. He hadn’t had any nightmares that he could recall--it was a very rare thing living in Canterlot after all, as the newly returned Princess of the Night wouldn’t suffer them so close to the castle. Everything was in place for him to still be sawing logs, dead to the world, but it wasn’t so.
The human was wide-awake, as he was most days at this hour. Why, he had no idea. His parents had been late sleepers, he had never had a job that had forced him to get up so early, but even so he had been getting up before the crack of dawn since he was little. It didn’t matter if it was a weekend or a weekday, a holiday or a birthday. It also didn’t matter if he had only gotten two hours of sleep, or if he had drank himself silly. Like was like some unseen force had made it its mission to get him up, and boy did he hate it. Awake or not, he’d lay in that bed of his until his alarm went off in a few hours.
Today was his day off; a needed reprieve from his work at the fancy barber shop down the streets. Stallions in Canterlot took great pride in their mustaches--for whatever reason--and went to great lengths to keep them groomed, washed, and cut. Anon didn’t have a mustache, but he did have a pair of hands that made cutting and styling them a breeze. After a few months of training, he had gotten so good that any appointment needed to be booked months in advance.
Why, he had no idea. He also didn’t know how he feel with having his hidden talent be making a colt’s face as eye-catching and flamboyant as possible. At the very least it paid the bills and then some, but it was nice to be away from oversharing stallions and his catty co-workers, even if for a day.
Anon sighed. Picking his head up, he grabbed his pillow, flipping it over before once again resting his head on top of it. He moved his hands from his sides to his chest. A few minutes passed and he rolled onto his side, forcing part of the blanket between his legs. After a few more minutes he once again settled onto his back, no closer to going back to sleep than he had thirty minutes ago. He was just about to roll over onto his side once again so that he could look at his alarm clock and grumble how early it was, when he heard a sound.
Hoofsteps on his wooden floor. He could tell that whoever was in his house was doing their best to be quiet, but even so that telltale clip-clop could be heard. There was also a sound that he had to strain his ear to hear, and even then he didn’t know if he was just imagining it. Giggling.
The human perked right up, though he didn’t open his eyes. It must have been the pony that had been letting herself in the past week or so. Now, Anon had absolutely no idea how she kept getting in. He made it a point to lock his doors every night, and there was something in his doors and windows that were supposed to keep unicorns from just teleporting into his house willy-nilly, but the pony somehow kept getting in.
In most cases, this should have been pretty alarming; definitely something that would warrant calling the guard, especially since he didn’t know who the mare even was. There were a few reasons why he hadn’t gone to Canterlot Castle and bothered some poor Sergeant until she sent a squad to watch for the intruder.
One: nothing had ever been stolen. Two: he had heard tell of a third alicorn in the city, one that liked to keep a very low profile. Whether it was Princess Celestia or Luna’s doing or her own, there weren’t even pictures of the mare. Some ponies just thought she was some urban legend; something about how a pegasus ascended with the power of love. The mare was an alicorn, as far as he could tell, since he didn’t know if she were using magic to disguise herself, so he didn’t know what would happen if he went to the guard about her. Thirdly, and perhaps most importantly: every single morning, without fail, she would eventually make her way into his bedroom, crawl underneath his covers, and suck his dick.
It sounded like something out of a Playboy magazine, or a story that someone would tell at the bar that no one would believe, but it was happening. He had no idea why either. Heck, he didn’t even know the mare’s name.
This wasn’t some average, run-of-the-mill blowjob either. Most mornings it felt like she was trying to suck his soul out of his body. The first time she had wiggled under his covers and pulled down his underwear he thought it had been a dream, right up until the mare had left him a senseless, sweaty, half-conscious mess. After she had finished with him, she had then asked that he come downstairs and make her a pizza, which had been a little weird, but after her performance he went down and made her two. It was like this every morning now. Not that Anon had any complaints whatsoever.
Did he have questions? Sure; a lot of questions in fact. Was he going to try to ruin a good thing? Absolutely not.
In fact, he was just about beginning to enjoy waking up as early as he did.
He could hear her getting closer. He could feel his cock starting to stir, blood rushing into it as his bedroom door was slowly opened. Anon cracked an eye open to see her silhouette, illuminated by the nightlight he had out in the hallway. He watched as she tilted her head to the side, no doubt listening to see if he were awake
It was a strange quirk of his “guest”. She liked to sneak up on him while she still thought that he was asleep. If he sat up right now, as he had done before, the alicorn would let out a yelp and disappear, only reappearing after he laid back down for a few minutes.
Anon had told her she had never snuck into his room without him knowing just the other day while the two enjoyed a breakfast pizza. The mare, of course, insisted that she had, in fact, snuck up on him. She was so steadfast in her belief that he really didn’t have the heart to argue with her.
Seemingly satisfied that he was asleep, the mare lowered herself onto her belly. She crawled over to him, stopping every few feet to listen. It was hard, but Anon was able to keep himself from laughing as her head poked up from the end of the bed. Her purple eyes seemed to have a glow as she stared at him with a grin. She pawed at his blanket, lifting it just enough so that she could poke her head underneath it. With a grunt--and her hooves scraping against the wooden footboard, which he ignored--she lifted herself up into the bed.
The human’s legs were forced apart as she made her way up his body. Anon got comfortable, letting out a sigh as the mare nuzzled his inner thigh. He closed his eyes as he felt the mare place her muzzle against his underwear, inhaling deeply. She tilted her head up, her horn lifting his blanket up and making it fall down his chest. He heard her mutter a curse, pulling it down past his stomach. Anon helped her at the end, grabbing the blanket and tossing it backward.
He felt the mare stiffen, her body readying to spring into action. She looked up at him, muzzle still pressed against his junk. The two stared at each other for a few seconds, before the alicorn started slowly rubbing her nose back and forth against his rapidly stiffening cock.
“...Good morning,” she said.
“Good morning,” Anon replied.
The alicorn let out a giggle as he lifted his hips, bumping his dick against her cheek. She grabbed his waistband with her teeth, yanking downward. His cock sprung upward, smacking against her horn. The mare reacted quickly, resting her muzzle where his cock and balls met.
“Hmmm~ You always smell so good,” she murmured, her nostrils flaring.
She began to pepper his shaft with kisses, taking her time as she made her way upward. Anon grabbed the base of his dick, giving the tip of her muzzle a few smacks. The mare shivered with each strike, biting her lip as he rubbed his cockhead against her soft, silky fur, staining it with his pre. She tilted her head, letting him give her throat a few smacks.
Anon pressed his tip against her lips, shivering as her tongue slipped out of her mouth to lap at him. They were slow, lingering lips with a tongue much longer and thicker than a human’s. It felt so good that he almost wanted to unload right there and just paint the pretty mare’s face, but he managed to contain himself.
“Hey,” he said.
The mare stopped her licking to look at him.
“Why don’t you spin around and let me take care of you?” he suggested.
Her ears perked up. “Really?” she asked excitedly.
“Yeah. Come on. We can both take care of each other.”
Kissing his cock, the mare stood up. Grinning ear to ear, she quickly spun around and backed up toward him. Moving her plot close to Anon’s face, she lifted up her tail, giving him a good view of one of the largest, roundest rumps that he had ever seen. Compared to any unicorn that he had seen it was massive. Even next to some of the earth ponies that lived in Canterlot--a tribe well known for being big in all the right places--nothing held a candle to it.
It was plush but obviously well-muscled. A marehood that was a darker pink compared to her fur sat between her cheeks, already wet with arousal. Her clit was winking sporadically, a bead of cum hanging from it. Above that sat a lovely ponut, the same color as her marehood. She also had some of the largest teats that he had ever seen, so large that her back legs were squeezing them together just standing casually as she was.
Anon just laid there, drinking in the sight. He took a deep breath, savoring the mare’s scent as she let out another giggle. She wiggled her rump, making her cheeks wiggle and clap and her teats jiggle.
“You see something you like~?” she teased.
The human said nothing. He just grabbed her by the rump, trying not to groan as his fingers sunk into her flesh, and pulled her backwards. He forced her to lay on top of him, her marehood sitting right above his face. Anon licked his lips, tilting his head up to drag his tongue up the length of her pussy. She tasted sweet; almost like strawberries.
The mare twitched, flapping her wings as she winked against his chin. She made a noise somewhere between a grunt and a groan, pressing her rump back into his face. Anon grabbed two handfuls of ass as he started kissing and licking her, closing his eyes.
“There’s a good colt,” she said, taking a deep, shaky breath. “Don’t forget my clit.”
Her breathing hitched as he tapped his tongue against it before he started kissing and biting at her inner thigh. Her back legs clamped around his head forcing his face deeper between her cheeks.
She was so warm and soft. Each breath he took was thick with her arousal. Anon pressed his tongue into her, pressing his lips against hers. Her inner muscles clamped down around him. He felt her teats press against his chin as her belly heaved. Quickly becoming lost in his own little world, he didn’t notice the alicorn nuzzling his length, nor did he notice her pressing her puckered lips against his tip. He absolutely noticed when she suddenly took him into her mouth and hilted him in one quick, smooth motion.
Anon immediately tensed, eyes snapping open as he felt her muzzle slam again his pelvis and his tip ramming into her throat. The alicorn noisily gagged around his member, her tongue slipping out of her mouth to lap at his balls. He tried to buck his hips, but she held his legs down, moving her head side-to-side, trying to take him deeper into her throat. She gagged again, drooling around his sack as he let out a loud, long moan.
She wiggled her hips, mashing his face into her marehood. Anon started to lick, his toes curling. Seconds turned into a minute, and the alicorn didn’t pull back, didn’t move an inch. He felt her body jerking on top of him, wings flapping. She kept him deep into her throat for what felt like minutes, tears forming out of the corners of her eyes until she couldn’t take anymore.
She jerked her head back until just half of his cock was inside of her mouth, her breathing deeply through her nose. Just giving herself a few seconds to recover, she was right back at it, lips kissing his public mound before pulling back.
“Gulk! Girl! Gulp! GUK!”
Her mane wildly bounced around her face as she bobbed her head as quickly as she could, spit and precum flying everywhere. Each time she took him into her throat she swallowed around his tip, and each time she pulled back she was sucking on him. Every few bobs she’d pull back until just the tip was in her mouth and lavish it with licks. Other times she’d twist her head as she forced herself to take him to the base. It was messy, it was loud, it was all-encompassing.
All Anon could do was lay there and try to return the favor, though, if he were being honest, he could do little more than lie there and try to breathe under her onslaught. The mare was absolutely ravenous, letting out a groan as she facefucked herself.
He could feel himself already pulsing, freely leaking pre into her mouth. The alicorn seemed encouraged by this, somehow managing to bob even faster. The increase of speed meant her gagging and choking came on more frequently as her gag reflex was battered. His toes curled as a ticklish sensation began to build in his belly. He tried to buck into the mare’s face, gritting his teeth.
The mare did not give him a chance to warn her. She seemed to somehow know that he was close, sucking him with even more fervor. The best Anon could do was let out a muffled yell, desperately tapping her sides as the pleasure became too much.
He bucked his hip savagely, actually lifting the alicorn into the air for a moment as he began to unload into her mouth. The second the first rope hit her tongue she pulled back until just his tip was in her mouth, She began to nurse on his cockhead, swallowing each spurt of cum with a smile on her face.
As always, the orgasm was so long and so intense that it left the human dazed and dizzy. He desperately tried to catch his breath as the alicorn continued to suckle on him. As he laid there, panting, something wet hit his cheek. He cracked open an eye to see her marehood winking. Almost as if sensing his gaze, she wiggled her rump. Reaching up, he grabbed her rump, lifting his head upward and started to lick.
The alicorn hummed, letting go of his cock with a wet pop. “There’s a good colt,” she said. “You eat that pretty pink princess pussy.”
She began grinding herself against his face, forcing him to close his eyes. He could only blindly lick and kiss. The mare used her magic to force his face deeper into her marehood and teats. It made it hard to breath, but he soldiered through, determined to finish her off, forcing his tongue inside of her or sucking on her nipple like a needy foal. She continued mumbling things that he could barely hear, her voice rising into a grunt or moan whenever his tongue found her clit.
“Oh, you bucking slut. You’re gonna smell like me for months! Everypony is gonna know who the heck you belong to. Oh buck, is that tongue good. Horse apples! Oh bucking horse apples! Open your mouth up--here it comes!
Anon had just enough time to open his mouth as the alicorn began to shake, letting out a yell that seemed to shake the very walls. She came hard, coating his face and filling his mouth. He swallowed her sticky, sweet cum as best as he could, then continued to lick and kiss and nuzzle her throughout her orgasm. Only when she went limp on top of him did he stop, giving her clit one last loving kiss before letting his head fall back down onto his now cum-soaked pillow.
The two laid there for what felt like an hour, before the alicorn slowly rolled off of him with a groan. Anon blindly reached around his bed, grabbing part of his bedsheet and using it to clean the cum off his face. Sitting up, he opened his eyes. The sun’s light had begun to creep through his window, illuminating the room somewhat. Anon looked around a bit, before turning his attention toward the alicorn as she rolled onto her side.
Her face was a mess. Cum and spit covered her muzzle, and her mane stuck up every which way. She had been wearing mascara, which had been ruined from tears and sweat. It also looked like cum had shot out of her nose sometime turning his orgasm. The sight was enough to make his heart skip a beat, his little soldier desperately trying to once again stand at attention.
The alicorn loudly cleared her throat. Licking her lips, she wiped some stray tears from her face, messing up her mascara even more. Her purple eyes glanced over at him, and she smiled.
He smiled back. “Hey, why don’t we get cleaned up? I can make you a pizza after.”
She immediately sat up, smile widening. Anon chuckled, rolling off the bed and getting onto his feet. He made his way toward his bathroom, the alicorn right behind him.
“Hey, you mind if I asked you your name? You haven’t told me since we started doing this.”
“I haven’t?” the mare asked, stopping with a frown. She turned toward him, offering him a hoof. “My name is Mi Armore Cadenza. My friends call me Cadence.”
Anon took her hoof, giving it a shake. “It’s nice to meet you Cadence. My name is Anon.”
“You have a really nice cock, Anon,” Cadence said, suddenly booping his cock with the tip of her nose. “You make a pretty mean pizza too.”
The human couldn’t help but laugh. “Well, you’re pretty good at sucking my dick and eating my pizza, Cadence. And thank you.”
“Well, if you’d like, I could do a heck of a lot more than suck,” Cadence said, wiggling her eyebrows. “But we can talk about that after breakfast. Come on, I wanna rub my hooves all over that sexy body of yours.”
She finished by giving his ass a light smack, which had him laughing again. If things kept up like this, he might actually enjoy getting up so early.
Author's Note
Contains: A younger Cadence, oral, sneaking, peetzer
