The Principal's Office

by gasmaskangel

Rating: mature
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Sex, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 5272

Twilight has to answer some uncomfortable questions for Principal Celestia, fortunately there might just be a better solution than trying to explain magical pony princesses...

Twilight has been called to Principal Celestia's office, because the Principal has noticed something odd about her newest student, like the fact she only showed up a day ago and seems to have absolutely no records. Fortunately there are always solutions to these sort of bureaucratic cock ups, and Celestia has the perfect one in mind...

Set during Equestria Girls, this fic answers questions that annoyed the obsessive bureaucrat in me/was an excuse to write filthy, filthy clop about Celestia beating Twilight's purple rear end.

Trigger warnings: Lesbians, Dom Celestia, Subby Twilight and Luna, Spanking, just like a ridiculous amount of spanking.

Inspired by this pic.

Published 2013-10-15 23:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-15 23:20:02 UTC

Twilight Sparkle, Please Report to the Principal's Office

There was something wrong with the clock outside of Principal Celestia’s office.

Twilight was staring at it, listening to the tick. She was aware of how the passage of time seemed to slow in these sort of situations, when one was waiting for the other hoof to drop. Though perhaps in this world it was shoe? Regardless Twilight was certain it wasn't ticking right.

It seemed off, like each tick was just a half second late.

Finally, fortunately for Twilight’s sanity, the Principal stepped out and gave her a tired smile.

“Ms. Sparkle?” Twilight rose, fear painted across her face, “would you please step into my office?”

Twilight scurried in, and Principal Celestia closed the door behind her and at that moment it sounded like the crack of doom to Twilight.

As always there was a small quiet part of her mind, a part that only observed, that thought about her own thoughts. It was so odd that she was terrified of this woman. Granted she vaguely resembled the beauty and glory of Princess Celestia, her skin the same perfect alabaster, her hair a soft pastel rainbow that seemed to move of its own accord, but she distinctly lacked the warmth and majesty of the Princess.

Twilight had faced down mad gods, changeling armies and an undead warlord but right now she would give anything to be anywhere other than before this alien creature of petty authority. It was so very strange.

“Have a seat,” said the Principal, gesturing to an office chair in front of her desk.

Twilight gingerly sat down, her eyes casting about the office for something to reassure her but found nothing. Everything was so strange here.

“How are you finding Canterlot high, Ms. Sparkle?”

Twilight jumped a little at the question, it was a perfectly normal question to ask and yet just now it felt like a wasp had just said something dirty to her.

“Oh, um just fine, Principal,” she desperately sought for something, anything to add to that, “its really really nice here,” she finished lamely.

Celestia nodded.

“Glad to hear it,” she seated herself at the desk and steapled her long, slender fingers in front of her, “I know it can be hard to be new in school, incidentally, where exactly are you from Twilight?”

Twilight went very still and tried to avoid Celestia’s gaze which seemed to bore into her.

“You see its interesting, Twilight, you've made quite an impression here, and yet I can’t seem to find you in any records,” she got up slowly, leaning over the desk and staring into Twilight’s eyes with a terrible intensity that Twilight recognized, “that is a bit of a red flag, in fact it reminds me of another student, a lot like you, who just turned up out of the blue one day.”

Twilight grasped for words, seeking desperately for any kind of explanation and trying to ignore that look in the Principal’s eyes, one that she’d seen a lot in the Princess’s eyes over the years.

A low heat started to pulse in Twilight’s nethers. She could only hope that she was reading the signs right.

“When I confronted Sunset about this she spun a most interesting story for me, one that I would have called insane if I hadn't had certain,” she hesitated, looking for the right word, “experiences when I was younger.”

“What sort of experiences?” it was all Twilight could think to say.

The Principal gave her a cold, hungry smile.

“Memorable ones.”

Twilight shook her head.

“I don’t know what you want me to say, I-” She was cut off when Celestia raised a hand.

“I don’t particularly want an explanation, Ms. Sparkle. I suspect that you and Sunset have some sort of business to sort out amongst yourselves and so long as it does not jeopardize this school I will not interfere for either side. However,” the word came out in a purr as the principal strode around the desk, “there is still the matter of your initial deception to deal with.”

“H-how?” Twilight trembled, excitement and fear boiling up together. More and more the Principal was acting like the Princess had in some of the more interesting private lessons she’d given Twilight once the mare had come of age.

Principal Celestia reached down and gently lifted Twilight's chin till she looked into her eyes and was surprised to find a lust burning there that matched her own.

A delicious, wicked smile spread across the Principal’s face.

“Discipline my dear.”

Her hand drifted lower, tracing the line of Twilight’s neck, feeling her pulse quicken. She went lower to the gentle swell of Twilight’s breast all while the girl herself held as still as a statue.

“There has to be discipline,” she breathed, “the only alternative is anarchy.”

Twilight nodded.

“I agree Principal,” she sucked in a deep breath, pushing out her chest into Celestia’s hand, “and I’ll take whatever punishment you feel necessary.”

Celestia slipped her hand over to the buttons on Twilight’s shirt and deftly undid a pair of them before sliding her hand in and making the girl gasp as she found and tweaked a nipple hard.

“Is that so?” she purred and tweaked it again, making Twilight wince, “then bend over my desk.”

Her hand withdrew slowly, trailed over Twilight’s breast.

“But first,” the Principal reached for Twilight’s throat and undid the bow tie. She worked her way down until the blouse hung open, exposing her pale purple flesh.

Principal Celestia stepped to the side and gestured to her desk, to which Twilight nervously advanced. The girl leaned forward, propping herself up on her hands and wondered where this Celestia would start.

She didn't have long to wait. Soon enough the Principal was behind her, running her hands along Twilight’s sides, feeling her curves till she reached her hips.

Twilight felt the older woman’s large breasts press into her lower back as the Principal reached around her, and gave a small quiver of anticipation as her skirt was pulled down over the curve of her hips.

Celestia pressed the side of her face into Twilight’s soft tush and stroked her hands up her graceful legs, savoring the silky smoothness of the girl's skin.

She rose up behind Twilight, resting her hands rest on that sweet round ass in off white panties.

She kneaded the flesh in her hands and listened appreciatively to the small ‘eep!’ of surprise that Twilight gave.

The Principal slid her hand under the fabric covering the girl’s backside, tracing the perfect crease of her ass crack till it slid against Twilight’s damp pussy.

“You really are like Sunset Shimmer,” she murmured as she withdrew her hand and as Twilight started to speak delivered a fearsome open palmed slap to her buttocks.

The impact was beautiful, Twilight’s ass rippling ever so slightly and she gave out a startled yelp of surprise that made Principal Celestia’s mouth water and her pussy drip.

She groped at Twilight again, roughly this time, digging in and raking her nails across sore, reddening flesh, and the girl moaned.

She slapped the other cheek now, lightly at first, then with a mighty blow that gave another pretty little yelp from Twilight, and Celestia could see the girl’s panties visibly moistening now.

She drew back her hand again and this time she spanked Twilight so hard her own hand stung. Celestia grasped the hem of the girls panties and yanked them, pulling them tight against her wet pussy so that Celestia could see the nub of her clit poking out against the fabric.

The Principal raked the nails of her free hand up the inside of Twilight’s thigh, and pulled the panties up harder, forcing the fabric in between Twilight’s swollen pussy lips. She could actually see the girls juices beading on the sides and dripping out.

She grabbed Twilight’s tender ass cheeks again, fondling and kneading them, slapping lightly at one just to watch the tender flesh shake.

She leaned over Twilight and snaked her hands up to palm the girls breasts.

“I’m so pleased to see such a cooperative student, Ms. Sparkle,” she pinched both nipples and licked the edge of Twilight’s ear, “however that doesn't mean I’ll go easy on you.”

“I wouldn't ask you to,” Twilight panted out as the Princess began to roughly pull on and tweak her nipples.

“I’m going to paddle that bottom of yours red, Ms. Sparkle, and after that you’re going to work off your debt to me,” she nibbled on Twilight’s earlobe “we should be done by lunch.”

She stepped back from Twilight, trailing her hands across soft skin.

“Now, I have to go get some things, and maybe have a nice cup of tea. Do not move from that spot Twilight.”

And with that she left Twilight alone, with her skirt around her ankles, her underwear pulled up into uncomfortable places, her pussy dripping wet, a sore aching buttocks, and absolutely no way to tell the time but the distant, arrhythmical tick of the clock outside. It was all Twilight could do to not start rubbing herself then and there.

She had no way of knowing how much time had passed when the door opened with a soft click. Twilight quivered in anticipation.

“Ah,” Twilight heart dropped into her stomach like a lead weight, “I see that my sister is having fun again.”

The voice was flat, cold and business like but oddly familiar.

“I swear that sometimes she treats the senior class like her own personal harem,” Twilight felt a pair of delicate hands run up the back of her thighs to her buttocks, “granted I do as well, and she certainly-” the new comer, who had to be Luna, Twilight was sure of it, pinched Twilight's backside roughly, “-has excellent tastes.”

“Sh-she told me not to move,” Twilight stammered as the Vice Principal’s hands explored her.

“I’m sure she did, and you’d better not or I’ll be sure to tell her.”

Luna ran a finger from the top of Twilight’s ass crack and down to her pussy, began to softly stroke the damp patch, making Twilight moan.

“Enjoy being disciplined do you?” she gave Twilight’s backside a hard swat, “nothing wrong with that of course, where would my sister be without people like us?”

Twilight remained silent, trembling slightly.

“Did you know that you’re leaking quite a bit?” she continued, “your juices are running down your leg.”

She slapped Twilight’s ass again, much harder this time.

“That’s good, we like to see… enthusiasm,” she savored the word like a toffee, “at this school.”

The Vice Principal strode around the desk.

She looked like Princess Luna in the same way that Principal Celestia resembled her pony counterpart. She had the same skin tone, her hair also resembled a patch of night sky, and the same eyes, though these had a distant calculating look that Twilight had never seen on Princess Luna.

The Vice Principal also understood that a severe black dress that left everything to the imagination was much more inflammatory than one that left nothing to it. Her hands were at her throat, undoing a silver clasp, and continuing down till she’d undone every button to her midriff.

Vice Principal Luna pulled her shirt open and allowed her breasts to spill out. She was quite well endowed, her lacy black bra obviously straining to keep her restrained. Twilight could just see the areolas peeking out at her. Luna gave a sultry smile, and pulled the cups of her bra down, letting her breasts bounce free.

A pair of silver rings glittered at each dark nipple. Twilight gaped at them, and the Vice Principal smiled to see her so interested.

“Celestia gave these to me for Christmas one year, and she showed me some interesting tricks with them as well,” she slipped a finger through one of the rings and twisted it slowly, cooing softly.

Luna stood up and there was a soft rustle as her skirt fell to the floor.

Twilight’s eyes locked on the Vice Principal’s panties, black and lacy like her bra, with an odd bulge in it.

She sat back into Celestia’s chair, leaned back and set her legs spread wide apart on the table. She was wearing black silk stockings.

“You should see the look on your face, girl,” Luna licked her lips and hooked her thumbs into the hem of her panties, “Much as I’d love to just bury your face in here, that will have to wait until after Celestia is done with us both.”

So saying she began to pull her panties down, closing her legs and obscuring Twilight’s view as she lifted them over her knees.

Twilight watched the panties’ journey as if hypnotized. Her mouth felt dry and she could feel sweat beading on her brow.

As Luna pulled them off of her feet she leaned forward and held them by a single finger towards Twilight.

“Open your mouth girl,” she purred, and when Twilight obliged her the Vice Principal slowly pushed them into her mouth.

Twilight moaned around the panties. She could taste Luna on them, and Twilight had developed quite a taste for pussy over her life.

“Good girl,” the Luna murmured and stroked Twilight’s cheek “one likes to see a respect for authority in young people.”

Luna leaned back and spread her legs, making sure Twilight got a nice eyeful.

Twilight’s breath caught in her throat. Luna’s pussy was drenched, a glistening white cylinder nestled snugly inside of her. Another sliver ring glittered and glinted at her clit.

“We are rather close, my sister and I,” said Luna as her hand drifted down to the toy, “it might interest you to know that she has a dildo in her as well.”

“Its not as big as your’s Vice Principal, but then I suspect that is because I enjoy girls more than I do boys,” Celestia’s voice so startled Twilight that she whirled around, before her face went crimson as she realized what she’d done. Her mouth dropped open to stammer an apology, only for Luna’s panties to fall out to the floor.

“And you were doing so well,” Luna said with a sigh behind Twilight’s back.

Celestia bent down and scooped the fallen undergarment up. She stood and looked Twilight directly in the eyes as she brought the crumpled panties to her face and sniffed deeply.

“Lovely as ever, sister,” she dropped the underwear to the floor and placed her hands on Twilight’s shoulders, “tell me, what do you think of Ms. Sparkle here?”

Luna tapped a finger against her chin.

“Well she is certainly enthusiastic, and I think also experienced at these sort of games,” she reached across the desk and ran a hand along the curve of Twilight’s backside, “and she certainly is quite delectable.”

“A bit lacking in discipline though,” Celestia said as her hands drifted down to Twilight’s breasts again. She rolled and pinched the sensitive nipples making the girl moan.

Luna began to softly swat at Twilight’s red butt cheeks.

“Turn around now Twilight,” the Principal commanded, and as soon as Twilight had, said, “Luna, be a dear and remover her shirt please.”

Luna smiled, and strode over to Twilight with a predatory grace. She pulled the girl’s blouse open, and her eyes ran over the smooth purple flesh and modest bust which rose and fell with every deep breath she took.

Gently, she pushed the garment off of Twilight’s shoulders, taking the opportunity to run her fingers over her arms.

The Vice Principal stood a full foot taller than Twilight, and her own enormous breasts were right in Twilight’s face.

“What are you waiting for Twilight?” Celestia whispered in her ear, “my darling sister enjoys having a little affection directed towards her breast.”

“Indeed I do,” Luna confirmed with a nod, and hefted them in both hands.

It was all the invitation Twilight needed, she leaned forward and licked lovingly at one of the proffered tits, making Luna give a contented growl, and she gestured for Twilight to give some love to her other breast. Twilight licked up it lovingly, and hooked her tongue through the silver ring at Luna’s nipple, drawing Luna forward until Twilight wrapped her lips around the tit and began to suckle at it softly. She was bit disappointed that there was no milk, but reasoned that you couldn't have everything.

She tensed when she felt something cold, thin and flat being drawn across her backside, and looked up to the Vice Principal for some reassurance. Luna smiled down at her beatifically and stroked her hair.

The first blow was short and sharp, delivered only to one cheek, and in her sudden start Twilight bit down before she could stop herself. Luna gave a soft cry, somewhere between an exclamation of pain and a cry of ecstasy. Twilight tried to pull away, fearing that she’d hurt the Vice Principal, but the blue skinned woman held her fast, not painfully, but firmly.

Celestia gave the spot she had just smacked a firm pat.

“You may feel free to bite so long as you don’t break the skin Ms. Sparkle,” the Principal’s voice was all business, “my sister is a bit of a masochist.”

Twilight let out a dreamy moan as Celestia’s fingers rubbed against her now very damp panties.

“I can see that you are as well,” the next blow was a thunder crack of wood against bottom, and Twilight jumped a little with a squeaking cry at the impact. This one had been directly across her backside, “excellent. I won’t have to hold back then.”

“One moment please, sister,” said Luna, her voice breathy and deep.

The Vice Principal gazed down at Twilight, who had her eyes screwed shut, with tears beading at the corners.

“Twilight,” she stroked the girl’s hair, “do you wish to stop?”

Twilight opened her big purple eyes and stared up in Luna’s kindly blue.

“We will stop right now if you wish,” Luna’s voice was soft and reassuring.

Twilight released Luna’s nipple from her mouth, giving it a loving lick as it exited.

“Please… please don’t stop,” she murmured, rubbing her face against Luna’s generousness chest.

Luna patted the girl’s head and smiled at her sister, Celestia licked her lips.

“Ask for it,” the Principle stated in a shaky voice, “ask for me to punish you.”

Twilight wiggled her sore backside at the principal.

“Please punish me, Principal Celestia,” her voice took on a pleading tone, “I just feel so awful about deceiving you, and I really need to be punished.”

Celestia answered with a vicious strike from the ruler in her hand and an animal growl of lust.

Twilight squeaked and buried her face in Luna’s breasts as Celestia dealt out yet another blow that flowed into still another.

With each smack of wood into flesh Twilight nipped and bit Luna’s breasts to stifled a scream or moan, Luna herself panting and growling hungrily at the sensation.

All three were breathing heavily when the twelfth blow landed.

Celestia ran her fingers through Twilight’s hair. She leaned in close and growled softly.

“The next set will be bare bottom, Ms. Sparkle,” her tongue darted out and she licked up the side of Twilight’s neck, “and my sister will join you in it.”

Twilight gave a small shiver of anticipation as again Celestia’s hand wandered over her body, groping and pinching till they reached the hem of her sodden panties, but even as the Principal stroked her fingers over the fabric Twilight knew that wasn't how they would be removed. She felt Celestia’s teeth dragged over her skin, felt herself gush a little as the woman licked the small of her back, and even more so as her panties stuck slightly when the principal bit the fabric and pulled it down.

Midway to Twilight’s knees she had to resort to her fingers to get the garment all the way down, but to Twilight’s delight compensated for this by licking up the juices leaking down her inner thigh, though she stopped far short of Twilight’s drenched pussy.

Luna bent over the desk besides Twilight and gestured for her to do the same. As soon as she did so Twilight felt Celestia’s hand on her again, tracing maddeningly close to her slit, and a hungry moan from Luna communicated what she was doing with the other hand.

“Good girls,” Celestia purred, “because you’re such good, perverted girls, I’ll make sure you both get a few extra strokes.”

Twilight heard a slap and Luna cry out out, then her own backside stung as Celestia slapped that.

Again the flat, cold surface of the ruler was lovingly stroked across Twilight’s backside, only to be taken away and replaced with the soft caress of Celestia’s hand, which quickly turned rough, groping and squeezing.

There was the slap of wood against buttocks and Luna gave a sharp, startled yelp that melted into a pleading mewl, and then Twilight felt the ruler being rubbed against her own backside.

She was panting with anticipation, tensed and waiting for the blow, which is probably why Celestia dealt it to the inside of her thigh instead.

Twilight actually jumped a bit, sliding forward on the Principal’s desk, but barely avoided crying out, at least until she felt the ruler press against her gash.

Celestia was not rough there, more patting the juicy folds than paddling, it was when Twilight let out out a soft moan at the electric tingles rushing up from her cunt that Celestia delivered a viscous blow to her butt cheeks, first one then the other.

“Rub yourself,” Celestia commanded, “but not to orgasm.”

Twilight grunted an affirmative and slid her hand in between her legs.

This was one thing where Twilight was prepared to admit that the human world had a distinct advantage, fingers were marvelous for getting off with, hooves just couldn't compare. Twilight sighed in pure bliss as she began to probe her slick petals.

She carried on as a series of sharp cracks sounded beside her, getting wetter and hornier with each impact and each cry from the Vice Principal.

Luna’s voice got louder with each impact, and Twilight turned to look at the Vice Principal. She looked so beautiful, her face in profile, locked between agony and ecstasy, a streamer of drool hanging down from her open mouth.

Celestia leaned down by Luna’s face and whispered something Twilight couldn't hear into her ear before returning to Twilight.

“Stop stroking yourself Ms. Sparkle,” she sounded bored but it was obviously an act from how her voice shook, “please keep your fingers there though.”

Again the ruler was stroked over her backside, following the gentle curve of her cheeks, and being dragged down her ass crack. As this teasing torture went on, Luna slid a bit closer to Twilight, and placed a hand over her own.

The Vice Principal pulled Twilight in close and kissed her softly on the nose, the cheeks, and the instant the first savage, stinging strike came down kissed her deeply.

Twilight couldn't return the kiss at first as she cried out from the spanking, but soon enough melted into, her tongue and Luna’s doing a sweet dance that ended with the second strike.

Luna still held her fast, even as Twilight moaned and shuddered into her, breaking the kiss only to breathe before returning to it.

This pattern was completed four more times, and with each blow Twilight’s lust only grew. It was a raging inferno now, she desperately wanted to masturbate, to cum, but knew it would not be allowed, at least not yet.

She could hear Celestia breathing quite hard behind her now, and felt a small bit of relief as she heard the ruler clatter to the ground.

“Both of you turn around now,” the Principal sounded exhausted.

She looked it to, her hair was a mess, sweat beaded on her brow and she was breathing like she’d just run a marathon.

Twilight was keenly aware of the way the Principal’s gaze ran over them both, and her heart hammered in her chest. She remembered those distant times as Celestia’s student back in her own Canterlot, where the Princess would drive herself into just such a frenzy of lust.

Princess Celestia was insatiable, she had a sexual appetite built up over thousands of years, and Twilight wondered if this mortal version of her had somehow compressed the same ravenous libido into her own life.

She really hoped that she had.

“What would you like us to do sister?” said Luna, her own voice sounding strained and husky now.

Principal Celestia looked into Twilight’s eyes.

“Come here Ms. Sparkle,” she ordered, slipping off her shoes as Twilight Approached her, “you as well sister.”

Both knelt by Celestia, anticipating her command.

The principal reached out for Twilight, and without words commanded her onto all fours.

This was a new one on Twilight. She’d know her own Celestia to enjoy having her hooves worshiped, but this Celestia rested her feet upon Twilight’s back with a contented sigh.

It seemed that Vice Principal Luna knew this routine, she knelt at Twilight;s side and reached for her sister’s feet, taking one in both hands and beginning a slow massage.

From the way Celestia moaned and cooed at Luna’s touch and occasional lick, you might think that Luna was actually working over the Principal’s cunt.

“Spank her,” the Principal ordered, and Luna happily obliged, delivering a firm slap to Twilight’s aching backside.

A long time was spent like that, Luna licking and massaging Celestia’s tired feet while paddling Twilight’s tender bottom, but finally Celestia removed her feet and gave Twilight a tender pat on the head.

“You’re almost done Ms. Sparkle, I will require only one last service from you.”

Twilight looked up at her, hoping that whatever it was would leave her horny and needy the rest of the day.

Celestia stood up, and after a moment her skirt fell to the floor, revealing a pair of drenched white panties, which she pulled down and stepped out of, revealing her beautiful soaking pussy, a large black dildo nestled within.

“Luna?” she said as she sat back in her chair with her legs spread wide, “would you mind sitting on my lap?”

The Vice Principal happily obliged, and soon Twilight was presented with the sight of two, luscious, juicy cunts, one right over the other.

Celestia’s hand stroked over Luna’s thighs and breasts, making the Vice Principal give soft moans. She with drew the dildo from herself and her sister with excruciating slowness, holding them up so that Luna could lick them clean before casually setting them aside.

“Now, Twilight, your final task is to make us both cum. You are only allowed to use your beautiful little mouth,” Celestia’s hand reached Luna’s pussy and began to stroke, “you are not allowed to touch yourself, do you understand?”

“Yes Principal Celestia,” Twilight tried to keep the eagerness out of her voice.

“Good, you may begin now OH!”

The Principal’s voice shot up as Twilight dove for her cunt first, lapping at it eagerly. She licked up and down the wet folds, trying to push her tongue in as far as she could get it.

Celestia was panting heavily now, but Twilight didn't want this to end to soon so she switched up to Luna, who moaned and growled and made Twilight make a mental note to ask her Luna some discreet questions later.

She buried her face in Luna’s pussy, and would happily have spent the rest of her life drinking the bitter fluid and listening to the Vice Principal moan, but just as Luna was about to cum she pulled away, returning her attention to Celestia’s honey pot.

The Principal's moans were stifled as Luna drew her in for a deep kiss, and as she heard the harmonics of the lusty exaltation change Twilight began to tease her clit, first licking at it gently, then suckling at it till the Principal was nearly screaming into her sister’s mouth.

Twilight abandoned the fleshy nub and went directly for Luna’s, not touching the clit itself, but instead taking the glittering silver ring in her teeth and twisting just enough to make the Vice Principal moan and secrete more of her tangy juices.

Twilight dove back into Luna’s cunt, and wanted so badly to finger her own, but more she wanted to walk the halls with it still needy and horny, still desperate to cum. Maybe she would find someone to stroke or fuck her, or maybe she would go the whole day without any relief and explosively cum that night under her own ministrations.

Again she pulled away just before Luna could cum and went back to Celestia’s divine pussy, this time determined to make the Principal have the best orgasm of her life.

Twilight sent her tongue deeper than ever before, swirling it around to touch every wall of Celestia’s pussy. She went up to attack her clit again, this time gently biting or raking her teeth over the glorious little button.

Celestia came with a scream of pure pleasure, drenching Twilight’s mouth and neck with more fluid than the girl would have thought possible, and still Twilight kept up her assault, determined to have more.

The second orgasm was if anything more powerful than the first, and Celestia’s scream was strangled as wave of mind annihilating pleasure rocked her nervous system, and before it could ebb Twilight lunged up for Luna’s cunt.

Luna was producing so much succulent nectar that for a moment Twilight assumed she had cum through sheer vicarious pleasure, but as she licked and sucked and bit it soon became apparent that the Vice Principal was even more over productive in the secretions department than her sister. Twilight was in heaven.

Celestia’s fingers joined Twilight’s tongue and teeth and as Luna came, both only redoubled their efforts, striving to drive her farther and farther over the edge as she explosively orgasmed over the already drenched and sticky Twilight.

Again and again they drove the Vice Principal to orgasm, before finally she lay limp and spent against her sister and the two administrators lay languid and soaked with sweat and their juices.

Twilight leaned back, wincing at the soreness in her backside and waited patiently for them to recover.

When they did, Luna climbed off of her sister, and began to fully disrobe.

Twilight’s hope of another session was crushed however.

“You may get dressed now, Twilight,” Principal Celestia panted as she began to undo the buttons on her own blouse, “however leave your panties here. You are no longer allowed to wear them.”

“Are you sure?” Twilight’s voice fell.

Celestia chuckled and drew Twilight in for a deep kiss.

“Quite sure, you did an excellent job, but now me and my sister are going to have a meeting. Go out and,” she licked some of the mixed juices off of Twilight’s face, “socialize.”

And so Twilight stepped out into the hall of Canterlot high reeking of sex, with no panties and her cunt drooling. She still had so much ahead of her, but in this moment she wondered only if her friends here would be as open as they were back in her own world.

Author's Note

I had entirely too much fun writing this. I may have to continue it in the future, possibly having Twilight bone her way through all of the EQG mane six.