It started off as a normal summer night. The cool night breeze was flowing through the night watch tower window, the moon about to set over the west horizon, when something odd happened. Time seemed to slow- there was a bit of confusion throughout the palace now, but Wilson hadn't noticed. He was busy guarding the Princesse's balcony door- well, rather, stargazing on the Princesses balcony. He only had just looked at his watch and was astonished to see that it was in fact 5:46 A.M., although it looked as if it was still 3 in the morning. He looked around, for any immediate clues as to exactly what was going on- and then it struck him. What he had learned in royal guard training.
'If the Princess does not awaken to raise the sun more than 60 minutes after scheduled, it is the balcony watchman's duty to awaken her.'
The words rang through his head like some kind of obnoxious coo-coo clock. He was only a private, only his 3rd month on duty! Sure, he had been taught how to properly address royalty, but, awaken them? He supposed he'd just have to try his best.
He slowly pushed the balcony door open, cautiously looking around the Princesse's bedroom. What would you expect from a princess's room? A dresser, great mirrors, a desk, plush carpeting, a large wardrobe. And in the center, a white silk curtained four-poster bed- from which soft breathing could be heard. He pushed the (thankfully) well oiled door open, and noted the room's pleasant aroma of vanilla. He quietly moved over to the side of the bed, gulping nervously, and pulled the curtain back a little.
There lay the beautiful Princess Celestia herself. He could feel himself start to blush and shake a little, her beautiful curves (even under the covers) the soft, cute breathing, the now strong sweet scent of vanilla. He noticed she seemed to be dreaming, her tail would shift from time to time, her mouth was open slightly and she was smiling- and giving small relaxed sighs. He began to extend a slightly shaking hoof toward her shoulder, when one glistening scarlet-violet eye opened. He quickly drew his hoof back-
"Your majesty! Ah, the ah, morning, it's.."
"Late? I know. It can wait." She cooed. Her eyes, oh, her eyes! He thought his knees were going to buckle beneath him.
"But the morning, your Majesty!" He stammered. She smiled at him kindly.
"Wow, such loyalty." She gazed back into his own Lightning-green eyes. "You should rest." He blushed deeply, his knees starting to sway. "Come lay down." His eyes widened, but then remembering to never under any circumstances disobey orders, or even requests, he still had to ask.
"Your Majesty?"
"Come!" She smiled, and pulled back the blankets, to reveal her plush white curving body, without any crowns, hoofpieces, or ornamentation, laying on her side, facing him. She had small, cute purple panties on (he blushed a little.) He sat down, and looked around. Craning his neck against the armor to look up, she noticed and said, "Oh, take the armor off, it looks very uncomfortable." Being a unicorn, he easily removed his armor, and set it on the floor next to the bed. He took a good hard look at his situation. Sitting in bed with just a one piece on, with an adorable Princess Celestia beside him. He thought, 'It's my birthday early.' He began to pull the covers up over himself, which he noted, were very warm. He looked at the Princess. "Thank you, your majesty... the watchtower bunks aren't very comfortable." "It's no trouble." She purred. "Ooh, it's a little chilly..." This was true. He had left the balcony door ajar, and the curtain open, and the cool night breeze was flowing in. She moved closer to him. "Mind if I keep warm?" She looked at him almost pleadingly. "Alright, I guess." (Not like he had a choice. Not that he was complaining, either.) She moved right up to him, placing her left foreleg across his chest and rest her head on his shoulder. He felt her beautiful curving body rest against his, and she gave a satisfied sigh and closed her eyes, breathing softly. He closed his eyes as well, and couldn't help but quiver, sometimes a little more noticeably than others. The thought of such an astounding beauty, a goddess, want to cuddle, with him. She must have noticed, as she looked up at him, and said, "What's the matter? You seem tense." "Yes, well, ah, I suppose I'm just not used to.." Celestia began to blush a little. "Cuddling with your Princess?" "I guess, I mean, I've just been a little down lately. I haven't really been able to relax, you know, guard duty and all." "Well, I think you'll find royal life quite relaxing." Then, he looked over to her, and she was grinning seductively, and he soon knew why. Almost too startled to move, he felt her hoof move down from his chest to his sheath, which began to grow from her touch under his one piece. He could feel himself turning bright red, the Princess giggled, and the gold glow of her magic pulled back the covers from the both of them, to reveal her slowly stroking him through the one piece. She stopped, and took of her panties. He looked over to her, not saying a word, her eyes locked on his. He was now fully erect under his one piece, the head of his member almost coming out the collar. (He had been blessed with certain bodily properties) Celestia's Gaze moved down to the pulsating log of flesh under his one piece, and said, "My my, that looks quite interesting now, doesn't it. I know that it's quite the inconvenience to try and stop one of those..." His ears went red at the tips- "Shall we do something about that?"
"I, ah," He stammered, but no actual words came out. She giggled playfully, using her magic to remove his one piece, and his now throbbing member sprang up, no longer repressed by the one piece. "Ah!" he gasped a little. She giggled some more, "Oh, did that feel good?" His tongue was now out slightly, and he was breathing heavily. She was eying his throbbing cock, it leaning slightly to one side under it's own weight. She leaned over, and muzzled his member playfully, sniffing it from bottom to top. He thought he might faint. She was so sexy, not just how she looked- her voice, her scent, the way she acted- so playful. She came very close to his face and said, "I'll admit, I've never been this turned on before." "Me n-neither," he stammered. She giggled, and lay at the end of the bed toward him. She continued to muzzle his cock, and every time she sniffed it like that, he thought he'd die from the sexiness. She lay her head down and began playing with his member, swaying it back and forth with her hooves. She sniffed it more, and blushed deeply. Then, the moment that he'll always remember, she started from the base, and ran her tongue along the bottom of his cock up to the tip, and licked the tip a little. Every time she reached the tip, he moaned a little, and she would giggle playfully. "Are you enjoying this?" She asked with a grin. He looked in her eyes, "V-very much, your M-majesty," A dribble of precum spilled out the tip of his shaft, and she smelled him again, sighing sexily. "Ooh, someone's rather excited." She smiled, and licked the precum off of him. "Mmm, so sweet." This time she was the one stammering. She gave a pleading look, and said, "C-can I.. Have some more?" It was the most adorable and sexy thing he'd ever heard, ever. He grinned and said, "As much as you want." She then continued licking his cock up and down playfully, causing him to spurt more precum down his member, and he blushed to see some had gotten on her face. In what seemed to be the most seductive manor ever, she licked it off her face and slurped it up off his cock. The feeling was indescribable, and he could do no more than lay back and watch. She looked at him longingly, and said, "Thank you for this. As a Princess, I'm not really allowed to, play, with any other stallions. This is a lucky strike. She eyed his cock.
"That's quite the package you've got there."
"Yeah," he stammered, "I guess I'm lucky."
"Mmm, so am I.." She purred, and she licked him up to the tip and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and started suckling playfully. The feeling was heavenly, unlike anything he'd ever felt before. She started sucking, and he was getting harder, he was moaning now, as she was taking his cock in and out deeper and deeper. She loved the way he moaned, how his cock throbbed in her mouth; it tasted so good, 'He must wash a lot," she thought. She continued sucking for a while, but stopped for a minute to say something.
"I'm going to give you a little treat," she said, "that I think you'll find quite, enjoyable." She then swallowed his entire length, all of it. The sensation was, 'not of this universe,' he thought. She continued until his hips started jerking, up, into her. She gave a muffled giggle, she knew he was close. He was in heaven, his eyes rolled back, his tongue out. She continued to suck lovingly and passionately on his throbbing cock, knowing he was there. She let it come, and just in time, she pulled off, and a thick rope of cum shot up at her face. She caught it, and another shot landed all in her mouth. Shot after shot, she was swallowing as much as she could, his cock like a hose, lovingly pumping out shot after shot of his warm seed. When he was finally finished, his member softened a little, twitching. Celestia moaned."That was quite the shot, wasn't it? I see you haven't been with anypony in a while." He could only muster up enough energy to grunt, and she giggled again. "You're my new favorite guard, I'm assigning you to balcony night watch more often. He looked up, "T-thank you, your majesty, t-that was am-mazing..." "Oh, but it really is my pleasure. But there is one thing I'd like you to do..." She said, "That is, once you're ready again.." He looked up, and she turned to show him the thing that made him have the hardest erection he'd ever had. Her gorgeous ass! It was so beautiful! A stallion could only dream of such a soft, beautiful plot! "Well then," she said, surprised, "That was quick." Eyeing his again throbbing cock, Celestia looked over to see Him grinning, gesturing that she come over. To his extreme pleasure, she put it right up in his face, and he saw the wettest, juiciest, pussy he'd ever seen. Ice white, beautiful. He began licking hungrily, and heard a very satisfied moan from the Princess; she was in her happy place, he could tell, and he gave it the best he could. She was really wet now, and he just couldn't stop. Eventually he stopped licking, sat up, and trotted over to the other side of the bed, his cock slapping against his stomach. "Have you got a present for me?" She asked playfully, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs like a dog. "Do I have a present for you? I have the gift of the century." He was confident he'd give her the time of her life, as he knew that his cock was bigger than most other stallions. Nearly 1 3/4 feet! "Oooh," Celestia moaned as he began rubbing on her. "That feel good?" "Ah!" She yelped. His ring had clipped her clitoris, and she was obviously in need of a good time. He began sliding his cock into her, she was moaning the whole time. He got about 1/4 the way in, and then slid in and out, and by Celestia herself, it was the best thing he had ever experienced. He kept this up for as long as he could until his instincts kicked in and he rammed his cock in, all the way. The moan she gave sounded so satisfied, it made him so happy. He began pumping ferociously, every time, he could tell she was in paradise. He kept going, harder, faster, the feeling was unworldly, he didn't know if he'd make it. She looked into his eyes, and she came. She moaned, and her vaginal walls tightened and twitched around his cock. He pumped once more, and pulled out. A thick stream of cum shot out all over her chest, and she leaned forward to catch some. She swallowed greedily, and then sucked on the end of his cock, him still cumming, taking IT ALL. He continued to cum, and she still took every last drop. When he finally stopped, he toppled over, passed out, on the bed. Celestia did the same, perhaps not as worn out as he was. They slept for the rest of the day, nobody questioning the lack of the daytime. This happened every once in a while. It was to be expected.
