A Pair of Socks

“What are you doing here?” She sat, her flank to him and blushed, realizing she was wearing the socks. “Forgive my attire...” She stood up and walked over to him. “Permission to speak soldier.” He breathed and spoke in a deep and intimidating voice.

“My name is Private Lance your majesty, and Princess Celestia sent me here telling me you needed help.” Luna cursed her sister under her breath. No doubt this is another one of her plans. Luna thought to herself. She examined the guard. He was large, muscular, and his voice was somewhat... sexy? She shook off the thought.

Meanwhile, the guard began to sweat, thankful that his armor was covering his large erection. He looked over and saw the Playcolt magazine on the floor and blushed. Help? He remembered what the Sergeant had said during his days at training camp...

“Soldier, guarding the palace is your primary duty, but sometimes the Princesses may need other “duties” that they need fulfilled.” Lance looked at him quizzically.

“What do you mean sir?” He asked, and the Sergeant chuckled.

“Well soldier, let’s just say that after being locked up in a castle with hundreds of stallions for so long a mare tends to get, “antsy” if you know what I mean.” He laughed heartily and Lance blushed, realizing that one day he may have to... “help” a princess.

Could today be the day? He thought to himself as he stared at the beautiful goddess mare before him. She stared at him and blushed, thinking about what Celestia had probably intended. “Soldier?” Lance stood at attention, his erection hitting the groin plate, causing him extreme discomfort.

“Yes your majesty?” She looked down and blushed, then looked back up to him.

“There is... something you can help me with.” She felt a strange feeling between her haunches... a certain... wetness? She blushed harder and advanced slightly on the guard. He began to sweat bullets. She was going to ask him, any second now... and he was not ready in the least. “Y-yes your majesty?” He stuttered, forgetting all of his training.

He ran a hoof down his breastplate and smiled nervously. “Sometimes a mare has certain... desires, that need to be fulfilled.” He nodded and gulped. It was time for him to man up. “And they need a certain... stallion, to help fulfil them.” He nodded again nervously as her hooves moved around his back, removing his cape. “So you understand what I’m asking of you?” Once again he nodded.

“Y-yes your m-majesty...” He smiled weakly as she folded his cape and unlatched the back of his breastplate. “Would you like me to h-help your m-majesty?” She giggled, and removed his breastplate.

“Call me Luna. And yes, please do.” He undid his greaves and Luna removed his helmet. She grinned sheepishly as she pulled at his greaves, sliding them down his hind legs and staring at his massive erection. She blushed hard and tossed the greaves to the side. She stood up and lay on the bed invitingly, still wearing the sexy socks her sister had given her.