The Relapseby dirty little secretChaptersThe UnspeakableThe UnthinkableThe UnforgivableThe UnspeakableChapter 1 ~ The Unspeakable Her silky floor-length gown flowed over her flanks, clinging to her under her tail and leaving little to the imagination. Her face turned and looked at me, looked into me, and her mouth curled into a little smile. “Ready for bed?” I smiled back. “Of course.” It would be nice, if predictable. Cadance was an amazing mare, but she didn't exactly show much initiative or openness to new ideas in the bedroom. I took a heavy breath, shoving my disappointment aside. She was my wife, and I was her husband. We should be happy together. She should be all I ever needed. As she neared the bed, she spun around, looking back at me with her knowing eyes. Light shone from her horn, and the zipper along the front seam of her dress slowly descended, displaying a widening triangle of her chest as the sleeves began falling down to her hooves. When it reached the end of its travel, she winked at me and stepped out of the dress as gracefully as only a princess could. There was once a time when I would have been fumbling for the straps on my armor, trembling with anticipation and need. I unlatched it and levitated it away, nearly as graceful as Cadance herself. Sadly, the reason behind my adroitness was not practice... there was some spark that was simply missing. Grinning slightly and letting her eyelids fall, she strutted toward me, swaying her hips. “I love you, Shining.” “I love you, too.” I leaned in, just in time to close the distance between us. Her warm lips pressed up against my own, rubbing across and opening slightly... but there were no tongues involved. Cadance didn't seem to like using tongues very much. It was familiar, it was normal, it was comforting... but it wasn't exciting. She pulled back just a little, staring directly into my eyes. “Are you ready?” I nodded, and she took the opportunity to rub her horn against mine. I knew it was her only kink, but sadly, it didn't do anything for me. Instead, I reared up onto my back legs, displaying the stallionhood swelling out of my sheath. I nudged her head downward a little, hoping she would get the hint. Leaning down to sniff at my growing cock, she hummed to herself. “Magnificent, as always.” She rose back up and twirled around in place, showing me she hadn't forgotten her teenage years in the ballet... before flicking her tail to the side and showing me something much more interesting. The pink lips of her sex glistened in the dim lighting of our bedroom, winking fitfully at me as she slowly walked toward the bed. I followed her, entranced, if a little disappointed yet again. What she might lack in enthusiasm, though, Cadance more than made up for in beauty. The round cheeks of her ass perfectly framed the pert, dripping bulge nestled in between, and her moist lips glided against each other as she walked. As she reached the side of the bed, her pink folds winked again, thrusting her clit up and out and splaying her entrance open. A trickle of clear juices rushed out before the lips closed into a tight slit again. As familiar as the sight might have been, Cadance was still one of the most attractive mares I'd ever seen, and it was affecting me. I could feel my stallionhood swinging freely beneath my belly, rising and hardening with every heartbeat. She leapt to the side, ending up on her back, and patted the bed next to her. “Come on, my hero. Come to me.” I slid up next to her happily, resting my muzzle against her neck, wrapping my hooves around her, and letting my twitching cock lay across the soft fur of her belly. She turned her head toward me and lifted my chin with a hoof, meeting my lips with hers again. She pressed against me hard, and the warm breath from her nose rushed against my face. Pulling away, slightly, she tugged on my shoulders. “I want you.” I resisted her pull. “Can you be on top this time, honey?” “Aw...” She pushed her bottom lip up and stared at me with big, wavering eyes. “But I want to be face to face. I love feeling you push into me.” My heart melted. I never could say no to her. “Okay.” Her hooves easily wrestled me on top of her before wrapping themselves around my back. She was surprisingly strong for how thin she kept herself. Her chest rose and fell powerfully beneath me. Wriggling back and forth a little and nudging her with my hips, I managed to maneuver my tip to just the right point. She gasped in a quick breath, and I could feel her tense beneath me. Pushing softly, I rocked back and forth, spreading her excitement across her entrance before gently penetrating. I could feel the soft walls of her sex open around me and envelop my tip, winking again as I slid inside. The warmth of her marehood soaked into me, and her slick nectar soaked the edges of my cock. Her hooves pressed into my back, squeezing me close. Her head tilted back as her breathing started coming in short pants. I slowly pressed my entire length into her, sliding along her delicate inner flesh, feeling her envelop more and more of my shaft. I wanted nothing more than to thrust into her as deeply and strongly as I could. “Mn!” She winced. “A little too deep, honey.” I sighed, pulling out a little. It was hard to be sure, but it felt like at least a quarter of my length was going untouched. Being well endowed wasn't quite the blessing everypony made it out to be. She smiled up at me. “Mhm. That's better.” I grinned back. She could still melt my heart, and that made her better than any mare in the world. Rocking my hips back and forth, I began working into her, making sure to put just the right pressure into all the points she loved. She clenched my back with her forelegs as she laid there, staring into my eyes. Thrusting into her with all the force I dared to use, I kept up my rhythm, feeling myself building toward a release as I listened to her moans beneath me. I kept going and going – it seemed like it took me longer to reach orgasm every time these days. “Mmn, you're so good. I love you, Shining!” I could only reply with a guttural grunt. Sweat began breaking out on my forehead. Cadance turned her head and closed her eyes, moaning low and slowly. I pushed myself in as far as I dared, and finally, the electric pressure building up in me released. My flared cock pulsed deep inside her, and thick streams of my cum gushed into her womb. As I came, she patted me on the back, as if congratulating a well-behaved dog. The final spurts dribbled out of me into her, and the pulsing subsided. Finally, I relaxed and let myself breathe, gasping against her neck. I rolled off of her, letting my softening cock glide out of her, trailing a stream of white goo. A napkin instantly floated toward us, held in Cadance's light blue aura, and it darted in to wipe all traces of my mess off of Cadance's crotch and back leg. As soon as she was clean, she brought it over to me, wiping the pale pink flesh of my stallionhood clean of our combined juices quickly and efficiently. Only then did she roll over to lay her head on my shoulder and drape her legs across me. “You're so good, Shining. I love you so much.” “I love you too, Honey. I love you too.” I stared up at the ceiling. I did love her. But this hardly lived up to the fantasies I'd entertained before we got married, and who knew when the next time she'd feel horny would be. These sudden fits of attraction tended to be sparse and short-lived. At least I didn't have to worry about foals just yet. The best specialists in Canterlot still hadn't determined which one of us was infertile yet, but so far, there had been no sign of any pregnancies. Cadance shifted against me, already mumbling from sleepiness. “We're perfect for each other.” I patted her on the back. “Yes we are. Yes we are.” Inwardly, though, I wondered. * * * I awoke to the sound of the mail flap on the front door of our suite snapping shut. I blinked my eyes open to see the morning light already dimly filtering through the crystal walls. “Mail call!” a voice shouted from outside, followed by the tip-tap of crystal hooves against a crystal floor. Shaking my head, I extracted myself from Cadance's grip, managing not to wake her, and I climbed out of bed. One peek out through the bedroom door confirmed the mail had indeed arrived, but there was only one strange letter lying on the floor. It was a pure-black envelope, sealed with green wax. I levitated it over to myself and quickly broke the sticky seal. My dear Shining Armor, It has been far too long since our last meeting, and I know you must be craving my company as much as I crave yours. I know all too well how prudish our pink mutual friend can be. It is time we reconciled. I will meet you in room four twelve of the Garnet Inn, just beyond the fairgrounds. Come swiftly. Come secretly. Come alone. No signature adorned the page. I checked for a return address on the envelope. There was none, not even a 'to' address. Swinging the door open with my magic, I burst out into the hallway beyond, glancing each way. It was empty. I shook my head, but then froze as another set of tip-tapping hooves approached. Our familiar mail pony, an old crystal pony by the name of Feldspar, trotted toward me around the curve of the hall. As soon as he spotted me, his eyes opened wide and he smiled. “Hello, there, Your Highness. I've brought your mail for the day.” He pulled a bundle of envelopes out of his saddlebag. “Do you want them now, or should I just set them inside?” I thrust the black envelope toward him. “Did you just deliver this?” He peered at it through his thick glasses. “Why, no... I've never seen one quite like that. And I haven't been by here today until now.” “Did you see anyone pass you in the hall?” He shook his head, nearly dislodging the glasses. I peered down the hall in the other direction. A crystal pony had dropped off this letter. The sound of those hooves was unmistakable. Who left that envelope? The UnthinkableChapter 2 ~ The Unthinkable Stepping out through my door for the second time today, I tugged a strap on my armor, making sure it was snug. For all I knew, I might well need it before the day was done. Cadance still slept peacefully inside. She always tended to sleep in the morning after one of our late nights. Luckily, today was Saturday, and there was no reason to wake her. I slipped out into the gleaming crystal hallway and headed for the ground floor. I had more than a hunch about who this was from, but I had to see it for myself. * * * There it stood, right in front of me. It wouldn't normally be anything imposing. It wouldn't normally be something that made my legs shake, but there it was: a tiny slab of topaz crystal set in the shining door, the numbers '412' deeply engraved on its surface. I stood there, struggling just to breathe, staring at the door. The only other pony around was a janitor, slowly mopping the floor down the hallway and studiously minding his own business. What could be inside that room? Who would meet me inside that room? Only one way to find out, but when I lifted my hoof it trembled so badly I could hardly reach the door handle. I stomped my hoof down. I was captain of the royal guard and Prince of the Crystal Empire. Whatever or whomever was behind that door, I could handle it... with a little preparation, of course. Lighting my horn, I called up my protection spell, forming just a small bubble around myself. That let me focus the energy far more tightly, though. This shield would be nearly impenetrable. With another trick my sister taught me, I refined the energy to make it nearly invisible as well. Now with a steady hoof, I reached up to turn the door handle. As soon as I touched it, the door slid open, effortlessly. It hadn't even been latched. It slowly opened wide, showing nothing but what a weak ray of light from outside could reach. No lights relieved the dimness within. Careful not to leave the doorway – making sure the door couldn't be shut behind me – I stepped forward into the darkness, calling up an additional light spell. Inside, I found only an ordinary hotel room. A bed, a couple chairs, and an open door inside leading to a bathroom. No sound reached my ears except the janitor's mop swishing outside, and I couldn't smell anything other than the usual smell of a clean hotel room. It was completely empty – from the look of the bedsheets and the lack of any clothes laid out inside, it probably had been for some time. Had someone been playing some kind of prank on me? The janitor's mop handle hit the hard crystal floor outside with an echoing bang. I whirled around, still in the doorway, to find out what happened to him. He was gone. Instead, Cadance stood there, strutting down the hall toward me. One corner of her mouth curled into a malevolent grin. “Cadance?” I let my mouth hang open. Her smirk only grew. With a green flash, she vanished and popped back into existence right in front of the doorway. “You think so?” She laughed, with a green shimmer running through her eyes. “You!” I instinctively backed away, back into the room. “I knew it was you!” She stalked toward me, moving into the darkness of the room. “Of course you did. I hardly took any effort to hide it, now did I?” She licked her lips and slammed the door shut with a back hoof, plunging the room into complete darkness except for her slightly glowing green eyes. “We both know from experience that if I really wanted to fool you, I could.” “I'm ready for you this time, Chrysalis. You won't catch me by surprise again!” She flashed with green light again, but seemed to stay in the same place. “But enslaving you and capturing your kingdom isn't what I want this time.” I sneered in the darkness. “Don't make faces. It's unbecoming of you.” My scowl deepened. So, the creature could see in the dark. Good to know. “Because I know you came alone, and came as soon as you could, just like my letter asked.” I could feel her approaching closer. “That's because I have something you want, too, isn't it? You got a taste of it, before the wedding, and ever since then, you've been craving more.” “You don't know what you're talking about.” “Don't I?” With a small burst of green magic, the lights in the room flicked on. There was no way I could fail to recognize the face in front of me. It was always plastered across the fashion magazines in any Canterlot newsstand. Fleur De Lis. 'Fleur' smiled. “You see?” Her voice grew softer and deeper, matching the model's perfectly. “There's no limit to what we can have together.” She took a couple more steps toward me, and this time I didn't back away. Her eyes half-lidded she leaned in close, almost close enough to touch my shield. I stood tall. “I know you're nothing but a leech. I know you must be planning some kind of invasion. I'm not going to fall for it again.” She grinned, turning sideways and skirting my shield, letting the long curves of Fleur's body flow around the edge. “My changelings are scattered, and my power grows thin.” She stopped, one hind leg stretched out behind her so I could just barely see a sliver of her sex peeking out between her legs. “I just want enough love to survive on, that's all... and your love... well, it has a flavor I've grown fond of.” “I know better than to trust you, Chrysalis.” “I am glad you're not calling me 'Queen'.” She winked at me. “It means I get to call you 'Shining', not 'Prince'.” “I know you, and I know what you're up to.” I stomped a hoof down. “And I know you.” She smiled, her delicate little mouth grinning wide. “I know your shield won't let anypony in unless you want them in.” She stepped in, right through the bubble of my shield, watching it shimmer around her. “And whether you'll admit it or not, you want me in.” I gulped, and my shield fell to pieces around me, abandoned as quickly as she'd punched through my pretenses. I took another step back. “But Cadance–” “–Will never know anything about it.” She laughed. “One of my minions, disguised as you, is busily reading in the Crystal Archives, carefully watched over and logged by the curators there. You'll have an airtight alibi.” I tried to make another retort, but her slender white hoof shut me down by tracing along my shoulder. She stepped past me slightly, then backed up right into me. The tight curves of Fleur's perfectly toned ass pressed against the side of my chest, her flawlessly groomed tail flicking over my shoulders. “I... I...” Something twitched against the fur of my chest, and she ground herself onto me, prompting more twitches from below her tail. My stallionhood began to grow, right along with the warm, wet patch her sex was rubbing into my chest fur. “The truth is...” She stepped away from me, leaving a thin, clear tendril connecting the two of us for a moment. “...I want this as much as you do.” She turned back toward me, hiding Fleur's delicious flower away from me. “The taste of your love is addictive. It doesn't matter which other ponies I feed on, it's just not the same. I need you.” I blinked. “Are you... are you in love with me?” She shook her head. “I'm not sure. I don't know what it means.” She looked me right in the eyes and fluttered her eyelashes in a coquettish display that suited her supermodel body well. “But I do know what I want.” Her slender white horn flashed green, and my armor untied itself, clattering to the crystal floor. “But I love Cada–” She rushed toward me, green fire showing in her eyes. I backed away just as quickly, only to have my back legs strike the hard edge of a crystal chair. I thanked my lucky stars that the chair was padded as my body tumbled into it. She loomed above me, licking her demure little lips. “Oh, how delicious! I can taste it already.” “Fleur, er, Chrysalis, I can't do–” She snickered. “I bet I know what you'd like. I've been inside your mind, after all.” She winked at me as I winced. “What if your commander in chief – your boss – was being submissive for once? What if – for once – you got to stick it to her?” Her grin grew as green fire flashed across her body. She grew even taller, and great white wings sprouted from either side. An ethereal, waving mane replaced Fleur's glossy hair. A crown and golden horseshoes even formed out of her skin. 'Celestia' grinned wide, looking down at me. “Like what you see?” She did a quick spin around, shoving her tail into my face. Beneath it, a tight pink marehood winked up at me between slightly spread legs. My eyes went wide, and my member stiffened completely as she lowered her surprisingly small marehood right onto it. She rubbed herself up and down my cock, playing my medial ring across her clit. Every time she winked, more of her juices spilled out onto me, making her glide up and down easier. “Mm, yes, now there's the lust I remember,” she said, her voice smooth and regal. “I want to taste it.” Whirling around, she knelt down in front of me, licking her lips again. She looked directly into my eyes as she moved her head forward and quickly licked off the bead of fluid forming on my tip. I groaned. I hadn't felt a tongue on me like that since... well, since the last time Chrysalis was with me, imitating a different princess. I watched in awe as she wrapped her lips around it, pulling it closer with a golden-shod hoof. It couldn't be denied. Seeing the ruler of all Equestria with my cock in her mouth turned me on more than a little. She looked up at me, and used her other hoof to guide my own hoof to the back of her head. She winked. My eyes went wide. Did she really want me to... do it that way? I pressed my hoof onto the back of her head, through the waving strands of her mane, and she sank down a little lower, swirling her tongue over the top of my shaft. At first, my instinct was still to be a gentlecolt about it. One simply does not treat a mare that way, much less a princess... but then I remembered who this mare really was. What she'd done to me and my wife. 'Celestia' looked up at me with big, wavering eyes, the same ones Cadance knew I couldn't resist. My cock twitched. I knew what I was going to do. I grabbed the back of her neck by the mane, turning her a little to be sure I didn't impale myself with her long horn, and shoved downward. Hard. Her pupils constricted in her wide eyes as my member shot down her throat, but she didn't gag in the slightest, even as I held her down, grinding her nose into my crotch. She moaned, her tongue snaking out over my sheath and tickling my balls. Her throat convulsed around me, but she didn't struggle against my hoof holding her down at all. I gasped. I'd never felt like this before. Slowly, I let her rise up a little, but I didn't even let her come up halfway before shoving her down again, as hard as I could. She just moaned louder, reaching down between her back legs with her spare hoof. I let my momentum build quickly, slamming her down again and again, thrusting up with my hips until I was brutally rutting her face, my heavy balls bouncing off her chin on every down stroke. She ate it all up, literally and figuratively, making tiny “Hnf” noises every time I slammed her down. As the flared head of my cock swelled up in her throat, completely blocking her airway, my rhythm faltered. Her throat clutching at me was just too much for me to handle. With my hoof faltering, she didn't miss a beat. She kept slamming herself down, keeping the same rhythm I had. The familiar tingling pressure mounted, and I knew I wouldn't last long. I groaned, my mouth hanging open. At the last possible moment, 'Celestia' yanked her head off of me, returning to press her tongue against the surface of my flare, just below the hole, waiting for my orgasm. She didn't wait long. A thick stream of sticky white seed shot out, smothering itself across one eye before dribbling into her mouth, followed by another playing across her nose. Her eyes held nothing but hunger for me, and I kept pumping, painting her face with another layer of white. As my climax died down, I could feel her lips pressing onto the tip of my cock, sucking for all she was worth, trying to get every drop. Finally, she pulled away. “Mm... delicious.” Glancing down at my softening stallionhood, she frowned. “But I want more. I'll need you hard again.” She looked back up at me, and a predatory green gleam ran through her cum-plastered amethyst eyes. “And I know just what will do the trick.” The UnforgivableChapter 3 ~ The Unforgivable With another burst of green flames, Chrysalis shed her disguise of Celestia, returning to her true form. As her slitted eyes peeled open, the sticky mess on her face began to glow green. I backed away, shocked to suddenly see her real self. “Oh, come now,” her strangely choral voice hummed. “It's not as if you haven't seen me before, and it's not as if you didn't know who I am.” The green-glowing ooze on her face slowly disappeared, as if being absorbed into her chitinous skin. “Ah, now that's what I've been missing!” She giggled, her voice buzzing on every low note. What had I gotten myself into? I needed to get out of here, now! I rose from my chair and made a rush for the door. “Oh no you don't!” With a few flaps of her transparent wings, Chrysalis again stood directly in front of me – and between me and the door. “I'm not satisfied yet.” I winced. “Well, ah, I need time to recover, you know. Maybe we can meet again tomorrow?” She smiled, and her eyes sharpened. “I don't think you'll need much time. I still have one very special trick in mind for you.” I slowly backed away, cringing. “I... I've had enough for one day, I think.” Smirking, she stalked toward me. “Don't forget, Shining, I've been inside your head. I know each and every dirty little secret of yours.” She paused her walk and engulfed herself in green flames again, and the glare forced me to close my eyes. “There, better?” Twilight Sparkle's voice asked me. Oh no. It wasn't fair. I'd never told anyone about that! I dared to open my eyes. 'Twilight' stood in front of me, her wings folded, glancing to the side, and with a furious blush burning on her cheeks. “A good friend of mine told me that you actually have a thing for me... and well...” She bit her lip. “Well, I guess it's kinda mutual? I mean, you're my B.B.B.F.F.” She glanced up at me again before shyly glancing back down at the base of the bed. “I'd do anything for my brother.” I stomped my hoof down. “Chrysalis, this isn't funny!” She turned toward me, sitting down on her round little rump. She touched her mouth with the tip of her hoof and slowly licked the rim of it. “Who's laughing?” She winked at me. “Come on, brother, we both know you want to.” “I have absolutely no interest in that!” “Really?” She glanced slightly downward. “Because a certain part of you says otherwise.” I winced, feeling my face flush with heat as I crossed my front legs in an effort to hide my raging erection. “That doesn't mean anything!” I shook my head. “And besides, I'd never do that! It's incest! And it's abuse of a young foal! And... and...” She laughed. “Is it, is it really? I may look like her, but–” “No!” Her hind legs shifted uncomfortably, never seeming to be able to stay still, and her tail slowly rose off the floor behind her. “Come on, big brother. I need you!” She stared up at me with those big, wavering eyes. Those eyes. They would be the death of me someday, I was sure, but I still couldn't turn them down. I took a couple hesitant steps toward her. She smiled, and the blush returned to her cheeks, more fiercely than ever. With a few more steps, I closed the distance between us, and she stood up in front of me, face to face. “You're the best, B.B.B.F.F!” she cried, jumping forward and wrapping her hooves around my neck. “I've needed a stallion to rut me hard for a long time now. Thank you so much!” She pulled off the tiny squeal at the end perfectly. I had to admit she made a pretty convincing Twilight. Leaning in closer, she brought her lips up to me, and her tongue followed just behind, slipping in between my lips. This wasn't the chaste kisses of my wife; this was making out with a sex goddess. Our tongues writhed against each other, exploring each other's mouths. She pulled away and turned around, presenting her pert little rump to me. Her tail lifted to the side and her smooth violet lips winked long and hard. “Give it to me, brother. Give it to me as hard as you can. I need it!” She leaned backward, splaying her back hooves out as her sex gave a series of uncontrolled winks, flashing her pink folds at me over and over again. A thin rivulet of her juices matted down the fur of her thigh as it trailed downward. “Please?” There was no point in denying it now. I wanted her. I pressed myself up against her backside, pushing the my chest up against her needy entrance. I could feel it pulsing against my fur, urging me on. As we touched, her wings splayed out. She gasped. “Yes! Yes, brother! I've waited too long – please give it to me!” Pushing up and forward, I slid my chest over her nice, round cheeks, pushing her tail even higher as I slid up over it. Her body melted into mine as I pushed even further forward. She gave a quiet moan. Finally, I slid up until my forelegs brushed against the base of her wings on either side. The tip of my cock nudged against the soft curve of her flank. “Oh, Shining, I love you so much! I want you inside me!” With a slight shift to the side and another nudge forward, my tip kissed her warm, slick entrance. She gasped. “Yes! Mmn!” The tight lips of her sex returned the kiss, massaging my tip with her clit and nearly opening wide enough to envelop me even without any pressure. “Oh please!” Slow and sure, I pushed, letting my cock glide into my 'sister'. Her warm, wet walls caressed the smooth skin of my shaft while her entrance spasmed wildly, milking me and begging for more. Still, I slid in slowly, progressing inch by moan-inducing inch, spreading her out inside. I reached her tightest point and pushed through smoothly, reveling in the amazing feeling of the velvety-soft flesh pressing against me just beyond. Finally unwilling to wait any longer, 'Twilight' let her front legs go limp, dropping to the floor and pushing back into me. My stallionhood buried itself inside her, ramming in all the way to the sheath. I gasped, feeling her warm, wet lips spasm against the very base of my cock. I hadn't felt this since... well, since the last time I rutted Chrysalis, back when she was pretending to be my fiancé. 'Twilight' gave a soft, silky moan – almost a purr – as she squirmed her hips side to side with me buried deep inside her. “Mmn, yes. That's it. That's what I needed.” I pulled out slightly, just enough to let me ram it home again. She pressed back against me even more, even forcing a little of my sheath inside of her. “Rut me hard, big brother!” Rocking my hips back and forth with short jerks, I began thrusting into her in earnest. Already, I could hear the squelching sound of her wetness pressing against me. I grabbed onto her hips, pulling her into me hard and increasing the length of my thrusts. She gave a wordless moan, drooling onto the crystal floor beneath her and letting her eyes drift shut. With my completely submissive 'sister' moaning beneath me, I finally lost all of my habitual self-restraint. I rammed into her again and again, shoving my stiff shaft into her as deep as I could every time. Her inner walls pressed against me harder and harder as I went on, coaxing me to use even more force. With every thrust, a few more drops of her pleasure gushed outward to join a quickly-growing puddle on the floor beneath us. As her moans rose in pitch, nearly becoming screams, I increased my tempo again, going as fast as I possibly could. I could feel the head of my cock flaring out, filling her completely and stretching out her innermost passage. With one final shriek, 'Twilight' exploded. Her soft inner walls gripped me so hard I couldn't budge, and her back legs gave out, leaving nothing but my stallionhood holding her up off the floor. A wet spurt squirted out around the base of my cock, coating my balls and thighs in its heat. It was too much. Even as she gave way underneath me, beginning to fall down, my climax burst into her. Despite the resistance of my flared cock against her still-clenching passage, I slipped out of her in the middle of the second pump. The remainder of the thick strand laid itself out across her entrance, over her ass and onto her back. She laid flat beneath me, panting and letting out one long moan as more and more spurts of my sticky seed sprayed out over her ass, back, and even her wings. When my orgasm finally died down, and my stallionhood hung limply beneath me, I backed up a little, admiring the alicorn beneath me as my cum slowly dripped down her back. How long had I secretly longed to do that? 'Twilight' stood up, and another flash of green fire enveloped her, leaving behind the black form of Chrysalis. Again, the thick ropes of cum all over her glowed green before absorbing into her. It left a distinctive smell, sharp and sweet; not unpleasant, but very peculiar. She stretched herself out, and I could hear the chitin plates in her back popping. As hard as I looked, I couldn't see any sign of a marehood on her now. Did she even have one in this form? She turned to the door, walking briskly away without even a single word to me. “Hey!” I called out to her. “What about... um...” A moment ago, I had been very clear on what I wanted to say to her, but now it seemed to slip my mind. Still, it seemed wrong for her to just leave without saying a single thing to me. “Don't worry,” she said, her voice buzzing. “I'll keep in touch. See you later, B.B.B.F.F!” With a wink, she engulfed herself in green flames, this time emerging as the janitor again, complete with uniform. I just stood there and blinked, her juices still drying on my softening cock as she stepped through the door and shut it behind her. I gulped. What would this mean for me now? Would she come back for me again? Did I want her to come back again? What would happen if Cadance found out? Shaking my head, I used my magic to levitate my armor over to the still-pristine bed. The Garnet was a good inn, and the rooms would all have nice, private showers. It would be the perfect place to wash up and think about what just happened. Author's Note Stay tuned for my upcoming sequel, to be titled A Gentlemare's Agreement. Cadance finds out about Shining Armor's activities with Chrysalis... and she wants in on it.
The UnspeakableChapter 1 ~ The Unspeakable Her silky floor-length gown flowed over her flanks, clinging to her under her tail and leaving little to the imagination. Her face turned and looked at me, looked into me, and her mouth curled into a little smile. “Ready for bed?” I smiled back. “Of course.” It would be nice, if predictable. Cadance was an amazing mare, but she didn't exactly show much initiative or openness to new ideas in the bedroom. I took a heavy breath, shoving my disappointment aside. She was my wife, and I was her husband. We should be happy together. She should be all I ever needed. As she neared the bed, she spun around, looking back at me with her knowing eyes. Light shone from her horn, and the zipper along the front seam of her dress slowly descended, displaying a widening triangle of her chest as the sleeves began falling down to her hooves. When it reached the end of its travel, she winked at me and stepped out of the dress as gracefully as only a princess could. There was once a time when I would have been fumbling for the straps on my armor, trembling with anticipation and need. I unlatched it and levitated it away, nearly as graceful as Cadance herself. Sadly, the reason behind my adroitness was not practice... there was some spark that was simply missing. Grinning slightly and letting her eyelids fall, she strutted toward me, swaying her hips. “I love you, Shining.” “I love you, too.” I leaned in, just in time to close the distance between us. Her warm lips pressed up against my own, rubbing across and opening slightly... but there were no tongues involved. Cadance didn't seem to like using tongues very much. It was familiar, it was normal, it was comforting... but it wasn't exciting. She pulled back just a little, staring directly into my eyes. “Are you ready?” I nodded, and she took the opportunity to rub her horn against mine. I knew it was her only kink, but sadly, it didn't do anything for me. Instead, I reared up onto my back legs, displaying the stallionhood swelling out of my sheath. I nudged her head downward a little, hoping she would get the hint. Leaning down to sniff at my growing cock, she hummed to herself. “Magnificent, as always.” She rose back up and twirled around in place, showing me she hadn't forgotten her teenage years in the ballet... before flicking her tail to the side and showing me something much more interesting. The pink lips of her sex glistened in the dim lighting of our bedroom, winking fitfully at me as she slowly walked toward the bed. I followed her, entranced, if a little disappointed yet again. What she might lack in enthusiasm, though, Cadance more than made up for in beauty. The round cheeks of her ass perfectly framed the pert, dripping bulge nestled in between, and her moist lips glided against each other as she walked. As she reached the side of the bed, her pink folds winked again, thrusting her clit up and out and splaying her entrance open. A trickle of clear juices rushed out before the lips closed into a tight slit again. As familiar as the sight might have been, Cadance was still one of the most attractive mares I'd ever seen, and it was affecting me. I could feel my stallionhood swinging freely beneath my belly, rising and hardening with every heartbeat. She leapt to the side, ending up on her back, and patted the bed next to her. “Come on, my hero. Come to me.” I slid up next to her happily, resting my muzzle against her neck, wrapping my hooves around her, and letting my twitching cock lay across the soft fur of her belly. She turned her head toward me and lifted my chin with a hoof, meeting my lips with hers again. She pressed against me hard, and the warm breath from her nose rushed against my face. Pulling away, slightly, she tugged on my shoulders. “I want you.” I resisted her pull. “Can you be on top this time, honey?” “Aw...” She pushed her bottom lip up and stared at me with big, wavering eyes. “But I want to be face to face. I love feeling you push into me.” My heart melted. I never could say no to her. “Okay.” Her hooves easily wrestled me on top of her before wrapping themselves around my back. She was surprisingly strong for how thin she kept herself. Her chest rose and fell powerfully beneath me. Wriggling back and forth a little and nudging her with my hips, I managed to maneuver my tip to just the right point. She gasped in a quick breath, and I could feel her tense beneath me. Pushing softly, I rocked back and forth, spreading her excitement across her entrance before gently penetrating. I could feel the soft walls of her sex open around me and envelop my tip, winking again as I slid inside. The warmth of her marehood soaked into me, and her slick nectar soaked the edges of my cock. Her hooves pressed into my back, squeezing me close. Her head tilted back as her breathing started coming in short pants. I slowly pressed my entire length into her, sliding along her delicate inner flesh, feeling her envelop more and more of my shaft. I wanted nothing more than to thrust into her as deeply and strongly as I could. “Mn!” She winced. “A little too deep, honey.” I sighed, pulling out a little. It was hard to be sure, but it felt like at least a quarter of my length was going untouched. Being well endowed wasn't quite the blessing everypony made it out to be. She smiled up at me. “Mhm. That's better.” I grinned back. She could still melt my heart, and that made her better than any mare in the world. Rocking my hips back and forth, I began working into her, making sure to put just the right pressure into all the points she loved. She clenched my back with her forelegs as she laid there, staring into my eyes. Thrusting into her with all the force I dared to use, I kept up my rhythm, feeling myself building toward a release as I listened to her moans beneath me. I kept going and going – it seemed like it took me longer to reach orgasm every time these days. “Mmn, you're so good. I love you, Shining!” I could only reply with a guttural grunt. Sweat began breaking out on my forehead. Cadance turned her head and closed her eyes, moaning low and slowly. I pushed myself in as far as I dared, and finally, the electric pressure building up in me released. My flared cock pulsed deep inside her, and thick streams of my cum gushed into her womb. As I came, she patted me on the back, as if congratulating a well-behaved dog. The final spurts dribbled out of me into her, and the pulsing subsided. Finally, I relaxed and let myself breathe, gasping against her neck. I rolled off of her, letting my softening cock glide out of her, trailing a stream of white goo. A napkin instantly floated toward us, held in Cadance's light blue aura, and it darted in to wipe all traces of my mess off of Cadance's crotch and back leg. As soon as she was clean, she brought it over to me, wiping the pale pink flesh of my stallionhood clean of our combined juices quickly and efficiently. Only then did she roll over to lay her head on my shoulder and drape her legs across me. “You're so good, Shining. I love you so much.” “I love you too, Honey. I love you too.” I stared up at the ceiling. I did love her. But this hardly lived up to the fantasies I'd entertained before we got married, and who knew when the next time she'd feel horny would be. These sudden fits of attraction tended to be sparse and short-lived. At least I didn't have to worry about foals just yet. The best specialists in Canterlot still hadn't determined which one of us was infertile yet, but so far, there had been no sign of any pregnancies. Cadance shifted against me, already mumbling from sleepiness. “We're perfect for each other.” I patted her on the back. “Yes we are. Yes we are.” Inwardly, though, I wondered. * * * I awoke to the sound of the mail flap on the front door of our suite snapping shut. I blinked my eyes open to see the morning light already dimly filtering through the crystal walls. “Mail call!” a voice shouted from outside, followed by the tip-tap of crystal hooves against a crystal floor. Shaking my head, I extracted myself from Cadance's grip, managing not to wake her, and I climbed out of bed. One peek out through the bedroom door confirmed the mail had indeed arrived, but there was only one strange letter lying on the floor. It was a pure-black envelope, sealed with green wax. I levitated it over to myself and quickly broke the sticky seal. My dear Shining Armor, It has been far too long since our last meeting, and I know you must be craving my company as much as I crave yours. I know all too well how prudish our pink mutual friend can be. It is time we reconciled. I will meet you in room four twelve of the Garnet Inn, just beyond the fairgrounds. Come swiftly. Come secretly. Come alone. No signature adorned the page. I checked for a return address on the envelope. There was none, not even a 'to' address. Swinging the door open with my magic, I burst out into the hallway beyond, glancing each way. It was empty. I shook my head, but then froze as another set of tip-tapping hooves approached. Our familiar mail pony, an old crystal pony by the name of Feldspar, trotted toward me around the curve of the hall. As soon as he spotted me, his eyes opened wide and he smiled. “Hello, there, Your Highness. I've brought your mail for the day.” He pulled a bundle of envelopes out of his saddlebag. “Do you want them now, or should I just set them inside?” I thrust the black envelope toward him. “Did you just deliver this?” He peered at it through his thick glasses. “Why, no... I've never seen one quite like that. And I haven't been by here today until now.” “Did you see anyone pass you in the hall?” He shook his head, nearly dislodging the glasses. I peered down the hall in the other direction. A crystal pony had dropped off this letter. The sound of those hooves was unmistakable. Who left that envelope?
The UnthinkableChapter 2 ~ The Unthinkable Stepping out through my door for the second time today, I tugged a strap on my armor, making sure it was snug. For all I knew, I might well need it before the day was done. Cadance still slept peacefully inside. She always tended to sleep in the morning after one of our late nights. Luckily, today was Saturday, and there was no reason to wake her. I slipped out into the gleaming crystal hallway and headed for the ground floor. I had more than a hunch about who this was from, but I had to see it for myself. * * * There it stood, right in front of me. It wouldn't normally be anything imposing. It wouldn't normally be something that made my legs shake, but there it was: a tiny slab of topaz crystal set in the shining door, the numbers '412' deeply engraved on its surface. I stood there, struggling just to breathe, staring at the door. The only other pony around was a janitor, slowly mopping the floor down the hallway and studiously minding his own business. What could be inside that room? Who would meet me inside that room? Only one way to find out, but when I lifted my hoof it trembled so badly I could hardly reach the door handle. I stomped my hoof down. I was captain of the royal guard and Prince of the Crystal Empire. Whatever or whomever was behind that door, I could handle it... with a little preparation, of course. Lighting my horn, I called up my protection spell, forming just a small bubble around myself. That let me focus the energy far more tightly, though. This shield would be nearly impenetrable. With another trick my sister taught me, I refined the energy to make it nearly invisible as well. Now with a steady hoof, I reached up to turn the door handle. As soon as I touched it, the door slid open, effortlessly. It hadn't even been latched. It slowly opened wide, showing nothing but what a weak ray of light from outside could reach. No lights relieved the dimness within. Careful not to leave the doorway – making sure the door couldn't be shut behind me – I stepped forward into the darkness, calling up an additional light spell. Inside, I found only an ordinary hotel room. A bed, a couple chairs, and an open door inside leading to a bathroom. No sound reached my ears except the janitor's mop swishing outside, and I couldn't smell anything other than the usual smell of a clean hotel room. It was completely empty – from the look of the bedsheets and the lack of any clothes laid out inside, it probably had been for some time. Had someone been playing some kind of prank on me? The janitor's mop handle hit the hard crystal floor outside with an echoing bang. I whirled around, still in the doorway, to find out what happened to him. He was gone. Instead, Cadance stood there, strutting down the hall toward me. One corner of her mouth curled into a malevolent grin. “Cadance?” I let my mouth hang open. Her smirk only grew. With a green flash, she vanished and popped back into existence right in front of the doorway. “You think so?” She laughed, with a green shimmer running through her eyes. “You!” I instinctively backed away, back into the room. “I knew it was you!” She stalked toward me, moving into the darkness of the room. “Of course you did. I hardly took any effort to hide it, now did I?” She licked her lips and slammed the door shut with a back hoof, plunging the room into complete darkness except for her slightly glowing green eyes. “We both know from experience that if I really wanted to fool you, I could.” “I'm ready for you this time, Chrysalis. You won't catch me by surprise again!” She flashed with green light again, but seemed to stay in the same place. “But enslaving you and capturing your kingdom isn't what I want this time.” I sneered in the darkness. “Don't make faces. It's unbecoming of you.” My scowl deepened. So, the creature could see in the dark. Good to know. “Because I know you came alone, and came as soon as you could, just like my letter asked.” I could feel her approaching closer. “That's because I have something you want, too, isn't it? You got a taste of it, before the wedding, and ever since then, you've been craving more.” “You don't know what you're talking about.” “Don't I?” With a small burst of green magic, the lights in the room flicked on. There was no way I could fail to recognize the face in front of me. It was always plastered across the fashion magazines in any Canterlot newsstand. Fleur De Lis. 'Fleur' smiled. “You see?” Her voice grew softer and deeper, matching the model's perfectly. “There's no limit to what we can have together.” She took a couple more steps toward me, and this time I didn't back away. Her eyes half-lidded she leaned in close, almost close enough to touch my shield. I stood tall. “I know you're nothing but a leech. I know you must be planning some kind of invasion. I'm not going to fall for it again.” She grinned, turning sideways and skirting my shield, letting the long curves of Fleur's body flow around the edge. “My changelings are scattered, and my power grows thin.” She stopped, one hind leg stretched out behind her so I could just barely see a sliver of her sex peeking out between her legs. “I just want enough love to survive on, that's all... and your love... well, it has a flavor I've grown fond of.” “I know better than to trust you, Chrysalis.” “I am glad you're not calling me 'Queen'.” She winked at me. “It means I get to call you 'Shining', not 'Prince'.” “I know you, and I know what you're up to.” I stomped a hoof down. “And I know you.” She smiled, her delicate little mouth grinning wide. “I know your shield won't let anypony in unless you want them in.” She stepped in, right through the bubble of my shield, watching it shimmer around her. “And whether you'll admit it or not, you want me in.” I gulped, and my shield fell to pieces around me, abandoned as quickly as she'd punched through my pretenses. I took another step back. “But Cadance–” “–Will never know anything about it.” She laughed. “One of my minions, disguised as you, is busily reading in the Crystal Archives, carefully watched over and logged by the curators there. You'll have an airtight alibi.” I tried to make another retort, but her slender white hoof shut me down by tracing along my shoulder. She stepped past me slightly, then backed up right into me. The tight curves of Fleur's perfectly toned ass pressed against the side of my chest, her flawlessly groomed tail flicking over my shoulders. “I... I...” Something twitched against the fur of my chest, and she ground herself onto me, prompting more twitches from below her tail. My stallionhood began to grow, right along with the warm, wet patch her sex was rubbing into my chest fur. “The truth is...” She stepped away from me, leaving a thin, clear tendril connecting the two of us for a moment. “...I want this as much as you do.” She turned back toward me, hiding Fleur's delicious flower away from me. “The taste of your love is addictive. It doesn't matter which other ponies I feed on, it's just not the same. I need you.” I blinked. “Are you... are you in love with me?” She shook her head. “I'm not sure. I don't know what it means.” She looked me right in the eyes and fluttered her eyelashes in a coquettish display that suited her supermodel body well. “But I do know what I want.” Her slender white horn flashed green, and my armor untied itself, clattering to the crystal floor. “But I love Cada–” She rushed toward me, green fire showing in her eyes. I backed away just as quickly, only to have my back legs strike the hard edge of a crystal chair. I thanked my lucky stars that the chair was padded as my body tumbled into it. She loomed above me, licking her demure little lips. “Oh, how delicious! I can taste it already.” “Fleur, er, Chrysalis, I can't do–” She snickered. “I bet I know what you'd like. I've been inside your mind, after all.” She winked at me as I winced. “What if your commander in chief – your boss – was being submissive for once? What if – for once – you got to stick it to her?” Her grin grew as green fire flashed across her body. She grew even taller, and great white wings sprouted from either side. An ethereal, waving mane replaced Fleur's glossy hair. A crown and golden horseshoes even formed out of her skin. 'Celestia' grinned wide, looking down at me. “Like what you see?” She did a quick spin around, shoving her tail into my face. Beneath it, a tight pink marehood winked up at me between slightly spread legs. My eyes went wide, and my member stiffened completely as she lowered her surprisingly small marehood right onto it. She rubbed herself up and down my cock, playing my medial ring across her clit. Every time she winked, more of her juices spilled out onto me, making her glide up and down easier. “Mm, yes, now there's the lust I remember,” she said, her voice smooth and regal. “I want to taste it.” Whirling around, she knelt down in front of me, licking her lips again. She looked directly into my eyes as she moved her head forward and quickly licked off the bead of fluid forming on my tip. I groaned. I hadn't felt a tongue on me like that since... well, since the last time Chrysalis was with me, imitating a different princess. I watched in awe as she wrapped her lips around it, pulling it closer with a golden-shod hoof. It couldn't be denied. Seeing the ruler of all Equestria with my cock in her mouth turned me on more than a little. She looked up at me, and used her other hoof to guide my own hoof to the back of her head. She winked. My eyes went wide. Did she really want me to... do it that way? I pressed my hoof onto the back of her head, through the waving strands of her mane, and she sank down a little lower, swirling her tongue over the top of my shaft. At first, my instinct was still to be a gentlecolt about it. One simply does not treat a mare that way, much less a princess... but then I remembered who this mare really was. What she'd done to me and my wife. 'Celestia' looked up at me with big, wavering eyes, the same ones Cadance knew I couldn't resist. My cock twitched. I knew what I was going to do. I grabbed the back of her neck by the mane, turning her a little to be sure I didn't impale myself with her long horn, and shoved downward. Hard. Her pupils constricted in her wide eyes as my member shot down her throat, but she didn't gag in the slightest, even as I held her down, grinding her nose into my crotch. She moaned, her tongue snaking out over my sheath and tickling my balls. Her throat convulsed around me, but she didn't struggle against my hoof holding her down at all. I gasped. I'd never felt like this before. Slowly, I let her rise up a little, but I didn't even let her come up halfway before shoving her down again, as hard as I could. She just moaned louder, reaching down between her back legs with her spare hoof. I let my momentum build quickly, slamming her down again and again, thrusting up with my hips until I was brutally rutting her face, my heavy balls bouncing off her chin on every down stroke. She ate it all up, literally and figuratively, making tiny “Hnf” noises every time I slammed her down. As the flared head of my cock swelled up in her throat, completely blocking her airway, my rhythm faltered. Her throat clutching at me was just too much for me to handle. With my hoof faltering, she didn't miss a beat. She kept slamming herself down, keeping the same rhythm I had. The familiar tingling pressure mounted, and I knew I wouldn't last long. I groaned, my mouth hanging open. At the last possible moment, 'Celestia' yanked her head off of me, returning to press her tongue against the surface of my flare, just below the hole, waiting for my orgasm. She didn't wait long. A thick stream of sticky white seed shot out, smothering itself across one eye before dribbling into her mouth, followed by another playing across her nose. Her eyes held nothing but hunger for me, and I kept pumping, painting her face with another layer of white. As my climax died down, I could feel her lips pressing onto the tip of my cock, sucking for all she was worth, trying to get every drop. Finally, she pulled away. “Mm... delicious.” Glancing down at my softening stallionhood, she frowned. “But I want more. I'll need you hard again.” She looked back up at me, and a predatory green gleam ran through her cum-plastered amethyst eyes. “And I know just what will do the trick.”
The UnforgivableChapter 3 ~ The Unforgivable With another burst of green flames, Chrysalis shed her disguise of Celestia, returning to her true form. As her slitted eyes peeled open, the sticky mess on her face began to glow green. I backed away, shocked to suddenly see her real self. “Oh, come now,” her strangely choral voice hummed. “It's not as if you haven't seen me before, and it's not as if you didn't know who I am.” The green-glowing ooze on her face slowly disappeared, as if being absorbed into her chitinous skin. “Ah, now that's what I've been missing!” She giggled, her voice buzzing on every low note. What had I gotten myself into? I needed to get out of here, now! I rose from my chair and made a rush for the door. “Oh no you don't!” With a few flaps of her transparent wings, Chrysalis again stood directly in front of me – and between me and the door. “I'm not satisfied yet.” I winced. “Well, ah, I need time to recover, you know. Maybe we can meet again tomorrow?” She smiled, and her eyes sharpened. “I don't think you'll need much time. I still have one very special trick in mind for you.” I slowly backed away, cringing. “I... I've had enough for one day, I think.” Smirking, she stalked toward me. “Don't forget, Shining, I've been inside your head. I know each and every dirty little secret of yours.” She paused her walk and engulfed herself in green flames again, and the glare forced me to close my eyes. “There, better?” Twilight Sparkle's voice asked me. Oh no. It wasn't fair. I'd never told anyone about that! I dared to open my eyes. 'Twilight' stood in front of me, her wings folded, glancing to the side, and with a furious blush burning on her cheeks. “A good friend of mine told me that you actually have a thing for me... and well...” She bit her lip. “Well, I guess it's kinda mutual? I mean, you're my B.B.B.F.F.” She glanced up at me again before shyly glancing back down at the base of the bed. “I'd do anything for my brother.” I stomped my hoof down. “Chrysalis, this isn't funny!” She turned toward me, sitting down on her round little rump. She touched her mouth with the tip of her hoof and slowly licked the rim of it. “Who's laughing?” She winked at me. “Come on, brother, we both know you want to.” “I have absolutely no interest in that!” “Really?” She glanced slightly downward. “Because a certain part of you says otherwise.” I winced, feeling my face flush with heat as I crossed my front legs in an effort to hide my raging erection. “That doesn't mean anything!” I shook my head. “And besides, I'd never do that! It's incest! And it's abuse of a young foal! And... and...” She laughed. “Is it, is it really? I may look like her, but–” “No!” Her hind legs shifted uncomfortably, never seeming to be able to stay still, and her tail slowly rose off the floor behind her. “Come on, big brother. I need you!” She stared up at me with those big, wavering eyes. Those eyes. They would be the death of me someday, I was sure, but I still couldn't turn them down. I took a couple hesitant steps toward her. She smiled, and the blush returned to her cheeks, more fiercely than ever. With a few more steps, I closed the distance between us, and she stood up in front of me, face to face. “You're the best, B.B.B.F.F!” she cried, jumping forward and wrapping her hooves around my neck. “I've needed a stallion to rut me hard for a long time now. Thank you so much!” She pulled off the tiny squeal at the end perfectly. I had to admit she made a pretty convincing Twilight. Leaning in closer, she brought her lips up to me, and her tongue followed just behind, slipping in between my lips. This wasn't the chaste kisses of my wife; this was making out with a sex goddess. Our tongues writhed against each other, exploring each other's mouths. She pulled away and turned around, presenting her pert little rump to me. Her tail lifted to the side and her smooth violet lips winked long and hard. “Give it to me, brother. Give it to me as hard as you can. I need it!” She leaned backward, splaying her back hooves out as her sex gave a series of uncontrolled winks, flashing her pink folds at me over and over again. A thin rivulet of her juices matted down the fur of her thigh as it trailed downward. “Please?” There was no point in denying it now. I wanted her. I pressed myself up against her backside, pushing the my chest up against her needy entrance. I could feel it pulsing against my fur, urging me on. As we touched, her wings splayed out. She gasped. “Yes! Yes, brother! I've waited too long – please give it to me!” Pushing up and forward, I slid my chest over her nice, round cheeks, pushing her tail even higher as I slid up over it. Her body melted into mine as I pushed even further forward. She gave a quiet moan. Finally, I slid up until my forelegs brushed against the base of her wings on either side. The tip of my cock nudged against the soft curve of her flank. “Oh, Shining, I love you so much! I want you inside me!” With a slight shift to the side and another nudge forward, my tip kissed her warm, slick entrance. She gasped. “Yes! Mmn!” The tight lips of her sex returned the kiss, massaging my tip with her clit and nearly opening wide enough to envelop me even without any pressure. “Oh please!” Slow and sure, I pushed, letting my cock glide into my 'sister'. Her warm, wet walls caressed the smooth skin of my shaft while her entrance spasmed wildly, milking me and begging for more. Still, I slid in slowly, progressing inch by moan-inducing inch, spreading her out inside. I reached her tightest point and pushed through smoothly, reveling in the amazing feeling of the velvety-soft flesh pressing against me just beyond. Finally unwilling to wait any longer, 'Twilight' let her front legs go limp, dropping to the floor and pushing back into me. My stallionhood buried itself inside her, ramming in all the way to the sheath. I gasped, feeling her warm, wet lips spasm against the very base of my cock. I hadn't felt this since... well, since the last time I rutted Chrysalis, back when she was pretending to be my fiancé. 'Twilight' gave a soft, silky moan – almost a purr – as she squirmed her hips side to side with me buried deep inside her. “Mmn, yes. That's it. That's what I needed.” I pulled out slightly, just enough to let me ram it home again. She pressed back against me even more, even forcing a little of my sheath inside of her. “Rut me hard, big brother!” Rocking my hips back and forth with short jerks, I began thrusting into her in earnest. Already, I could hear the squelching sound of her wetness pressing against me. I grabbed onto her hips, pulling her into me hard and increasing the length of my thrusts. She gave a wordless moan, drooling onto the crystal floor beneath her and letting her eyes drift shut. With my completely submissive 'sister' moaning beneath me, I finally lost all of my habitual self-restraint. I rammed into her again and again, shoving my stiff shaft into her as deep as I could every time. Her inner walls pressed against me harder and harder as I went on, coaxing me to use even more force. With every thrust, a few more drops of her pleasure gushed outward to join a quickly-growing puddle on the floor beneath us. As her moans rose in pitch, nearly becoming screams, I increased my tempo again, going as fast as I possibly could. I could feel the head of my cock flaring out, filling her completely and stretching out her innermost passage. With one final shriek, 'Twilight' exploded. Her soft inner walls gripped me so hard I couldn't budge, and her back legs gave out, leaving nothing but my stallionhood holding her up off the floor. A wet spurt squirted out around the base of my cock, coating my balls and thighs in its heat. It was too much. Even as she gave way underneath me, beginning to fall down, my climax burst into her. Despite the resistance of my flared cock against her still-clenching passage, I slipped out of her in the middle of the second pump. The remainder of the thick strand laid itself out across her entrance, over her ass and onto her back. She laid flat beneath me, panting and letting out one long moan as more and more spurts of my sticky seed sprayed out over her ass, back, and even her wings. When my orgasm finally died down, and my stallionhood hung limply beneath me, I backed up a little, admiring the alicorn beneath me as my cum slowly dripped down her back. How long had I secretly longed to do that? 'Twilight' stood up, and another flash of green fire enveloped her, leaving behind the black form of Chrysalis. Again, the thick ropes of cum all over her glowed green before absorbing into her. It left a distinctive smell, sharp and sweet; not unpleasant, but very peculiar. She stretched herself out, and I could hear the chitin plates in her back popping. As hard as I looked, I couldn't see any sign of a marehood on her now. Did she even have one in this form? She turned to the door, walking briskly away without even a single word to me. “Hey!” I called out to her. “What about... um...” A moment ago, I had been very clear on what I wanted to say to her, but now it seemed to slip my mind. Still, it seemed wrong for her to just leave without saying a single thing to me. “Don't worry,” she said, her voice buzzing. “I'll keep in touch. See you later, B.B.B.F.F!” With a wink, she engulfed herself in green flames, this time emerging as the janitor again, complete with uniform. I just stood there and blinked, her juices still drying on my softening cock as she stepped through the door and shut it behind her. I gulped. What would this mean for me now? Would she come back for me again? Did I want her to come back again? What would happen if Cadance found out? Shaking my head, I used my magic to levitate my armor over to the still-pristine bed. The Garnet was a good inn, and the rooms would all have nice, private showers. It would be the perfect place to wash up and think about what just happened. Author's Note Stay tuned for my upcoming sequel, to be titled A Gentlemare's Agreement. Cadance finds out about Shining Armor's activities with Chrysalis... and she wants in on it.
