The Canterlot Tails

You are falling asleep halfway through another boring lecture about the dangers of magic misuse at the School for Gifted Magicians. Again. You shake your head to wake yourself up. Confound this boring professor! you think to yourself. You rest your weary head upon your palm. Your slow descent into sleep is stopped, the door to the lecture hall slowly opens, and a rather cute girl with long, straight black hair timidly walks in.

You notice her hair is messy, the violet and pink stripes are off kilter, and her well-fitting blouse is wrinkled. She either overslept or stayed up all night, apparently. The only empty seat that isn't blocked by bodies is the isle seat next to you. Your heart floats up in your chest as she begins to ascend the steps toward you.

"Can I sit by you?" She asks.

"No, not at all, go ahead." Fucking goddammit. "I mean, yes, you can sit there. Sorry, I, uh, can't talk today."

"Thanks," she replies with a tired, amused smile. The cute girl sits down next to you, setting a heavy load of books on her desk. They sound like advanced stuff: The Principles of Physical Magics, Altering Realities, The Falsehood of Perception, and Transcending the Mundane. All of the texts look heavy, she must be quite a student.

You curse your shyness. This is opportunity at the door with a battering ram! the tiny manly man inside you yells. You run a finger through your blond hair, sneakily testing your armpit for a stench. You're good, luckily. You lower your toned arm down to open your textbook, Advanced Telekinesis.

Minutes pass, but you neither pay attention to the lecture nor fall asleep. The beauty of this girl is decimating your concentration. Even unkempt, she has an intelligent grace about her. The fineness of her long hair, her slim physique, the two distinct shapes filling her shirt, her gorgeous lavender eyes, her bored gaze forward itself is captivating you. You want to whisper something clever to her, something that captures her attention.

You lean over and whisper toward her: "You have beautiful eyes, mind if I touch them?"

The tired girl bust out laughing at your remark. "W-what?" she asks, rather loudly. The entire hall turns to look at the two of you, and she looks sheepishly to your eyes, trying to slump in her seat. You are already slouching, unfortunately.

"Ms. Sparkle," professor Green bellows. "You enter my vitally important lecture late, and then decide to interrupt it? I will not tolerate such immature behavior! You and that.... that ruffian may exit my class immediately! Check your webassign for your homework, which will be DOUBLED!"

"Yes, professor, sorry professor," she quietly says. She doesn't seem upset in the slightest as she stands up. In fact, she smiles and glances at you once more.

You stand after her, silently following her out. Sparkle? you think to yourself. Could she be... nah. Probably isn't that prodigy under Celestia. You exit the hall right behind her.

"No," she says to you the moment the door closes. "You cannot touch my beautiful eyes." She flips her hair at her own sarcasm. "Thanks, though. For getting me out of there. I hate professor Green with a passion."

Her voice is so soft, so amazing, you feel like you're in grade eight again. She's petite, yet full of womanly beauty. The best of both worlds: cute and studious, yet sexy, like a librarian or something. And, well, not just available, but legal.

You walk with her for a while, you have no other classes today. Your conversation about various teachers and their flaws easily flows around various topics, from family to magic to movies to food to music, and finally, to relationships.

"No way! I thought I was the only person in the school who liked metal."

"Well," Twilight, the girl, responded. "There's a few thousand attending the college here, somebody has to share a musical preference with you." You reach the dorms at last. "Thank goodness I don't have any other classes today. Which one's yours?"

"I live in 47B of the west wing. You wanna come over and study, or work on homework or something with me?"

Twilight matches your step. "You live in 47B? I'm 49A! Sure, let's listen to some music, get pizza maybe?"

Half an hour later, Twilight Sparkle is reading on the couch while you pay the pizza guy. "Pizza time!"

"Thanks so much, Tyler!" she says, jumping up to take the box. "Double cheese with cheese-stuffed crust, aw yeah!"

You grab some paper plates and a few napkins from the cupboard, and open the fridge. "Let's see, want... Blue Dew, Green Dew, Fat Tire, Pabst or orange juice?" You grab a regular Mountain Dew for yourself.

"Uh, how about blue?" You grab a Mountain Dew Voltage, the last one, just for Twilight. Now that's being a man, the man in you says,with an imaginary pat on the back.

"Here you go," you say as you hand Twilight her drink and plate. The exchange of pizza, sodas, napkins and plates is awkward, and your fingers touch hers. Your eyes meet, a slice of pizza dangling precariously from her teeth.

The two of you laugh timidly, retreating your fingers from hers. Her soft skin leaves an impact on your memory. "So," Twilight asks you, then gulps down a mouthful of pizza. "Ever use that console?'

“On occasion, sure.”

“Bet you can’t beat me at a game of Future Warfare Three.”

You throw yourself on the couch. “Challenge accepted, prepare for annihilation, Twilight.” The disk is already in the system.

“No, you get ready for annihilation!” Twilight sets her books down on the coffee table and you both continue trash talking. Twilight grabs an early lead, but you use a strategy you’ve perfected over the years to dominate for much of the game. She picks up after a while, unlike most people. She adapts your strategy to her own, and combined with her differing weapon set, she makes it a real game. Finally, you both tie, one point from the victory.

"Fucker! No, nononono NO!" You yell, losing by one kill.

"Take it, bitch!" Twilight shoves you on the couch and stands up, shaking her ass with a victory dance. "You ain't never seen nobody with as many skills as me!"

"That was a lucky headshot and you know it." You go back to the lobby of the game while Twilight continues dancing, badly, with her ass in your face. Losing was worth it, all of a sudden. "If I lose again, do I get a lap dance?" FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUU As the words leave your mouth, you immediately regret them. Twilight keeps dancing, however.

"Nah," she says turning and flailing her arms and legs around. She's a really bad dancer. "You have to win a match, first." She stops her jig, panting softly, then sits down right next to you, her leg brushing lightly against yours.

"Fine," you say, nudging her playfully. "What are the stakes?" You begin preparing the match on the game. The map you know best, you need all the advantage you can get.

"Ah, did you make this map?" Twilight asks.

"Maybe."

"You need all the help you can get, I'm going to allow it. How about the winner," Twilight trailed off. "Winner gets to take off one piece of the loser's clothing?"

You blink once, looking up at Twilight, sitting up on her knees to your left. "Y-you're on!"

The battle goes on much as before. The score is always tight, but you use every opportunity and strategy in your arsenal to fight. Twilight is truly a worthy foe.

"Oh, oh! Fuck yeah!! You might got a couple lucky headshots, but y'all ain't never dun seent nobody with as many equipment kills as me!" You brag, squeezing out a victory with a carefully placed bundle of high explosives. Your technique of hiding a mine under a dead body and luring Twilight to follow you worked beautifully.

Twilight frowns and puts her face in her palm. You lean back and put your hands behind your head, satisfied with victory. Twilight sighs heavily. "Yeah, you won. Fair and square. So, your lucky-ness, what will it be? Blouse or pants?" she asks, standing on her knees on the couch. She ran her fingers through her hair slowly, showcasing her sexy body for you to see.

You look her over appraisingly, hiding your hunger for her tight ass. "May I?"

"If you must," she replies. Twilight stands up in front of you, a full head shorter than your 6 feet 2 inches. You stand and hold her waist with both hands. Twilight giggles as your pointer fingers simultaneously run around her mid section. They meet at her belly button, then move down to her belt. Getting on your knees, you carefully undo that, then unclasp her pants. You unzip her zipper and pull her pants down, revealing her shapely legs and sexy navy blue cotton panties.

"Should we play again?" she asks you, stepping out of her pants. "Or do I get to take off your shirt for free?"

You watch as Twilight gets comfortable on the couch. Her pale skin standing out on the dark sofa. You just stand and watch her wiggle around, enjoying the caress of the velvety fabric on her delicate skin. You fight your yearning to really make her feel amazing. "How about we just set the kill limit to 5, to speed things up?"

Twilight runs a finger along her exposed thigh, looking up and down your body. You can feel a familiar tightness in your pants. "Or we can turn it off and make out, if you want."

You can feel your manhood constrained, unfortunately. "I'm game," you tell her. You put one knee on the couch and begin to lean over Twilight. Your eyes drift ever closer, you can tell she wants this just as bad as you do.

"Wait," she says. "Y-your pants, take them off. I can't have your... you know, it looks like it's uncomfortable in your jeans."

"Uh," you reply. "Right, sure." You shamefully reach into your pants and make sure your rigid member won't slip out of your boxers. You continue to drop trou, and your snake pridefully bulges your underwear. "Sorry," you awkwardly laugh. "He, he likes you."

Twilight doubles over in jovial laughter on the sofa. "Oh, as long as he approves of me, I'm happy." She sits up, not hiding her staring. She bites her lip and just gazes at your sheathed sword.

"Shall we?" you ask.

"Make a move, Tyler." Twilight lays on her back, waiting for you.

With no more words, you slowly move over her, standing on your knees and hands. Your eyes once more become nearer and nearer. At last, you watch Twilight close her eyes and purse her lips. You move yours in, eagerly giving her a slow, pleasant kiss. But it's more than pleasant to you, it's.... fulfilling, passionate, relieving, fucking sexy, all those things and more. Twilight clumsily kisses you rapidly. You hold her face and she stops, looking up into your eyes. Her deep purple spheres contain worlds of their own. A wild vision of civilizations on those fake Earths passes through your mind. You shake your strange daydream and hover so close to Twilight that her light breath finds its way into your mouth. Twilight gives in at long last, kissing you with genuine, bottled passion. She lets you go after a saturated moment, but you pursue this time. You gently, yet firmly kiss Twilight, drawing a faint, high moan.

You break away and kiss her again, sucking her lips with your own. You draw a hot breath from Twilight. She moves her bare leg around yours, clasping your thigh in the back of her knee. You gently bite her bottom lip and rotate your head. She pulls back and looks up at you, her face a thick crimson. “Take your shirt off, Ty.”

“Alright,” you reply. You lift your cotton t-shirt over your head and toss it aside. Twilight instantly reaches up to wrap he arms around your shoulders, hugging you close. Twilight's petite breasts press up against your bare chest, the soft blouse feels nice against your skin. You reach down to hold Twilight's cheek in one hand, and her face in the other. You pull and rub her thigh as you move your tongue around Twilight's.

"Oh, Tyler," Twilight moans after a dozen or so minutes of furious passion. "I need to, I- just let me show you. Get up."

You stand on your knees, but Twilight holds you in place with her legs, wrapped tightly around yours. Her blouse is still on, but it's much more wrinkled. “C-can I see it?” she manages to ask. “It looks so... so big.”

“Sure, you go ahead and do anything you want, Twilight.” She looks up at you, bites her bottom lip, and looks back to your boxers. She bends her knees that are wrapped around you and reaches forward. She carefully plays with your steel tool inside your boxers. She can only reach with her fingertips, but she can still lightly stroke it.

She releases your legs and gets on her knees on the carpet, unbuttoning her blouse. She takes it off and tosses it towards her pants. "Do you want to take off my bra?" she asks.

"What kind of question is that?" you reply. You sit down on the couch and spread your legs, and Twilight sits with her back to you between them.

"Oh, you know just how to work me up, Tyler," she moans as you fiddle with her top and kiss her neck. You close your thighs a bit, caressing Twilight’s legs with your own as you hold Twilight close to you. Your strong chest is flush with Twilight's sexy back, and you can feel the tip of your shaft poking Twilight's round ass though your underwear, making it hard to work the clasps. You stop kissing her shoulder to look at your task. You don't even see a clasp.

"It's a front clasp," you say. "I've been playing with a seam, haven't I?" You don't wait for any response, and none comes as you make quick work of the front clasp, save a hot moan of anticipation. The cups of the bra fall away, exposing Twilight's small, soft breasts. You don't bother to take it off fully before fondling Twilight with ferocious fervor.

"Ah, take it easy, Ty!" Twilight says through gasps of quick pleasure. "T-they're s-sens-ititve!"

You cup both of her globes fully with both hands and simply hold them. "Sorry, I just love them." You help Twilight fully remove her bra and turn her around to face you.

"What, hah, do?" Twilight tries to say between gasps.

You look down at her bare chest, her light skin looks and feels so soft, so warm and inviting. Her nipples are small and pink. You can see her dark blue panties are a bit darker on the bottom, they are a little off-kilter on Twilight's wonderful legs.

"You want that, don't you?" Twilight asks hotly. "Or do you want me to suck your cock first? " she says, placing on hand on your abs. She pushes you down and climbs over you. "Oh my goodness, I probably seem like a total fucking slut." She slumps back on her haunches, covering her breasts with her crossed arms.

"N-no, no!" You say as you sit up. "No, this is passion, not, not, not rutting! Twilight," you rub her arm gently. "Twilight, look at me. Just from seeing your books and being with you since this morning, I know you're the smartest fucking person around. You, you're so perfect. Your tastes, your ideas, not to mention your body. You're such a good person, and I'm probably the luckiest person alive to even be friendly with you. I mean-"

Twilight throws her arms around you and shuts you up with a big, wet kiss. Then another. Then a third, but she stops to say "You're so great, Tyler! I, I'm sorry for stopping, I need, I need you." A tear escapes her eye, you wipe it away with your thumb.

"Twilight, I..." you can't bring yourself to say it.

"I love you too, Tyler." Twilight kisses you again, and you share the most passionate kiss in the history of kisses

Twilight finally breaks the kiss you both shared. "What now, Ty? Wanna keep going?"

You simply nod. "But, can I do something for you? Or, too you?"

Twilight's blush deepens, she looks away and hugs you closer. "Wha-like what?"

"Grab your clothes and follow me."

Twilight lets you go and climbs off of you, then off the sofa. You lay still, your dick hard as steel as you watch her bend over and pick up all of the clothes on the ground. Both of you are only wearing underwear, and that's about to come off, you hope. You stand at last, not hiding a thing, and hold Twilight from behind. "Allow me, Twi."

She jumps as your manhood rides on her lower back as you lead her back to your bedroom. She drops everything and bends over your king size bed. Your animal brain takes over when your cock slips out of your boxers. You rest it between her legs and pull it up so it is contacting her wet panties. You push Twilight's legs closed around your long shaft and slowly fuck her thighs. Her soft skin grows hot and the sweat and natural lubricant makes her skin hotly catch with friction.

"Ah, do you have protection?" Twilight asks in a high, desperate tone.

"Yeah, lay on your back." You tear open your sock drawer and pull out your small stash of condoms. You've only used one in your three years of college.

"Holy shit," Twilight sighs when you turn around, your rock-hard organ captivates her. "It-it looks bigger than it felt when we were making out."

"Heh, thanks," you reply. "I think you'll enjoy this, Twi.” You put the rubber on the night stand, you won’t need it right away.

You get on your knees and put your face close to Twilight's dark blue panties. You place your pointer finger gently on the hottest part of her sex, pushing softly.

"Ah, fuck!" escapes Twilight's mouth.

You lick your lips in anticipation, brushing Twilight's stained panties again. You pull your finger down the length of her pussy, pressing hard towards the bottom. You can feel her walls are tight, even through the clothing. Just when you feel your fingertip begin to penetrate, you stop and listen. Twilight's sharp gasp turns into a desperate moan. You taste your finger, the strong flavor of Twilight's pussy stings your taste buds.

You move on, slowly removing Twilight's panties. You stare at Twilight's exposed twat, it's trimmed, somewhat. Enough so that cunnilingus is possible without getting a hair in your teeth. You gently spread her soft petals with two fingers, and a single drop of pussy fluid jumps out and lands on your ches.. She's absolutely soaked down here, and if you began to pleasure her you're sure she'd make the floor wet.

"Sorry Twi, I gotta get a towel," you tell her.

"No! Use your shirt or something, just don't stop!" Twilight's tone is desperate, almost pained. So is her gaze as she sits up and looks down.

You oblige silently, placing your shirt under her, just in time to catch the first drop. You waste no more time; you put two fingers on her clit and rub in circular motions and tease her opening with another two. Twilight's breathing becomes shallower and shallower, she's really sensitive.

Now, you carefully penetrate her pussy with one finger. Twilight gasps as her tight cunt clasps around your big finger, it's very hot in there. You gently wiggle your fingertip and push a little further inside.

Twilight writhes and moans loudly, her sexy body and voice are so fucking perfect. You finally get your finger all the way to her cervix, just as her lips reach your third knuckle. You massage the deep rim, and press to get deeper along the outside of it. You can reach anywhere and everywhere inside her, it's only a matter of time until you decide to please her special spot.

You pull out your finger watch the juices drip down your palm. You lick the drops off your hand but leave your finer soaked. You proceed to climb onto your bed and stick your finger in Twilight's mouth. She sucks it eagerly, using her tongue to massage it. "How do you taste?"

Twilight's lips smack as she lets your finger go. She doesn't open her eyes. "I taste... kinda like pennies? I've never tasted pussy before." She opened her eyes and flinched. Your rifle was aimed right at her eye.

"Sorry, he likes you! It's almost got a mind of it's own," you tell her, trying to keep her in the mood. You're worried you've gotten too kinky already.

"It's okay," she tells you. "Just startled me, is all. At least you didn't cum on my face or anything...." she trails off, gripping your cock at the base. She sucks on your finger and rubs her pussy and jerks on your dick at the same time.

"Want me to go on?" you ask. "I was just starting."

She says nothing, but gives your head a timid lick. "Yahuh, in a sec." She rolls over on her side and kisses your soldier on the helmet. She kisses it again, taking more of the tip in her mouth. She sucks on about half an inch of your red cock head, a trail of spit hangs between your cock and her lips. "Go ahead, stallion. Fuck, I don't know if I could take that thing."

"We'll fuck that bridge when we come to it, Twi," you tell her. "Now sit on my face."

You lay on your back and grab Twilight's ass, her dripping slit directly over your face. It looks so pristine, so perfect, then it hits you. She must be a virgin! a voice tells you. Fuck yeah! Oh no, I can't be her first, she's in college! It's probably magic, she's probably a whore. The thoughts flooding in are stopped by a drop water hitting your forehead.

You push those thoughts away and touch Twilight's hot lips again. You kiss her soft lips, savoring the amazing and horrid scent. You slowly penetrate her tight twat with two fingers, tickling and gently pushing inside. Her hot walls yield to your touch, and you reach her cervix again. You slowly thrust inside her, spreading your fingers slightly and exploring for the fabled place.

"Ah! Oh, right there!" Yes! you think. I've found El Dorado at last. You push again at the hard to reach place, to the left and down toward her stomach, hidden not too far inside. The little nub, it really is a nub, feels weird, like a sponge. Every touch makes her quiver. Her soft pussy trembles at your touch, shuddering with her knees and elbow at every tickle and quaking at every pinch. "Ah, oh god however you did that, do it again, harder! Yes!"

You feel Twilight's tongue on your erect cock, lapping against the tip of the shaft. She polishes your barrel with a dry hand and sucks the head into her lips.

You fuck her pussy a little faster, drawing out fluid which falls on your hair. "Fuck, Twilight, spit on that or something. No, wait!" You take your other hand and cup it under Twilight's pussy. You vigorously pump your fingers in and out quickly. You stimulate her g-spot with every push. You don't plan to make her cum yet, but you want to make her come close.

You, handful of natural lubricant in hand, slip out from under Twilight's hot twat. "H-here, Twi, let me give you a hand with th-HAhaha!" You throw yourself into a bit of laughter, almost spilling Twilight's juice. Twilight is a little too shocked to register.

You calm down and drop the fluid onto your shaft. It isn't much, but enough so that spreading it on with your hand feels really good. Twilight finally recovers and sees what you've done: masturbating her so that she could masturbate you.

"That's," she pants. "That is fucking ingenious. Just," she fell on her side with near exhaustion. "Warn me next time."

"Sorry, Twi." You decide to lay next to her, the hot lubricant cooling on your shaft. You grab her breasts from behind and gently massage them. The small mounds yield to your fingers. Your hands are sticky with her fluids, but the soft skin still slips and moves with your touch. You move your mouth to her earlobe and nibble on it for a little bit. You lick her ear and whisper, as softly as you can, "You ready for it?"

She bends her back at your inquiry. "Ah, I don't know." She moves her head to look at you over her shoulder, grinding her ass into your steel soldier. "It isn't on yet, the condom?"

"No. not yet." You kiss her cheek, then her neck, shoulder. "Sorry for being rough."

She wiggles around and lays on top of you, pressing her breasts and her weight on your chest. Twilight’s abdomen rests on your damp, rigid shaft. "It's alright," Twilight tells you. "I kinda like it, when it hurts a little."

Your cock would jump if it wasn't pinned between your and Twilight's stomach. She kisses you once more and grinds up and down, carressing the underside of your slick shaft with her belly. You kiss back, tasting and playing with her tongue. You grab her ass with both hands, groping and squeezing hard. You spread her cheeks and begin to meander to her hot slit.

"Hey!"

"Heh, sorry, wrong one."

"O-okay, I'm as ready for you as I'll ever be." Twilight lays on her back and spreads her pussy for you.

"Let's do this," you say back to her. You kneel between Twilight's legs and touch two fingers to her soft, exposed pussy. You slide them deep inside, but quickly pull them back out. Twilight's reaction is priceless. Now you take your rifle in one hand, aiming for her pink hole. You put the muzzle of your wide dick right on the opening and apply a little pressure. You increase the force slowly. Twilight's tight lips yield slowly, her face contorts into a pained expression, pleasure and pain must be shooting up her spine.

Suddenly, your head slides in, displacing a large amount of her natural lubricant. Her pleasured cry and pussy are extremely sexy. You take her legs and spread them wider, bending over her waist slightly more. You pull her waist down and push up, increasing the force little by little. "AH!" Twilight cries out, your head barely inside. "It's so thick, Tyler! God, if feels so good."

"You're so fucking tight, Twi, you alright?" She pants and nods, gripping the blanket in her fingers. You push harder, and another two inches slide in. Twilight's cunt is unbearably fine, her divine slit is eager to take your length. You begin to thrust back and forth, weakly pulling in and out. Twilight's small tits jiggle with your movement. You laugh quietly and keep fucking Twilight, faster and harder. Her pussy is like a vice grip around your long cock, there's no way you can penetrate her completely.

"AaaAAH!! Oh god, oh that feels so fucking amazing." Twilight praises. You take that as a clue, you thrust a little quicker, taking more time between to pull out a little. Twilight screams softly with each stab of your spear.

You stop humping and grab her chin. "Shh, we're still in the dorms," you whisper. As much as you wanna brag about your lay, it's only courteous to keep coitus quiet.

"S-sorry, it's h-ARD to n-OT scre-" You interrupt her with a hot kiss, bearing more force on her cunt. You continue thrusting into the fine being under you, passionately kissing and caressing her. Her fingers dig into your back, but you don't care. The pain is mild to the pleasure you're experiencing. You can feel every soft inch of Twilight's cunt as you pull out to the lips, then quickly push inside. Her walls yield fully to your girth, but hold tight around your sensitive organ.

You feel Twilight quake under you, and she breaks your kiss. Her eyes are open, looking a thousand miles beyond the top of your forehead. Her tongue has flopped out, resting outside of her mouth. She's fucking crazy, you think to your self. You can feel her hot hole clench tighter and tighter around you. Her soaked pussy is making noises as you fuck it, wet, carnal noises of hard fucking.

"Ungh!" You grunt as Twilight claws at your back and sucks you deeper inside. Your tip hits some barrier, and you realize you're hitting her end. Two inches of your shaft remains just out of Twilight's slit still. You pull out completely, but penetrate her again. You pull out to the tip, ram it home, pull out some more, slam her pussy again, again, and again. Twilight is hardly in control of her yelps of pleasure anymore. Thankfully, your girth has penetrated her brain, it seems, and she can barely make any noises. She pulls her torso up, arching her back and tossing her head backwards. Her hair whips your face.

You can feel your pleasure change. You feel primed to fire any second, a hot load won't wait long to explode and test your protection. Or, wait. What protection? Shit, where is it?!

"Ah, Tyler! F-fuck me!" Twilight cries out. "I'm gonna cum, fuck me hard!"

"Fuck, Twi," you unclench your teeth to respond. "I-I'm close, too."

"Ah, gyah, right t-there!" Twilight is on the precipice of her orgasm. You lean back and pull out, drawing a sharp gasp from Twilight. "No, nono keep going, Ty!"

"You get on top first," You order her. Twilight sits up on her knees, and you contemplate what to do. Let her ride, or fuck standing?

"I changed my mind, Twilight. Stand up."

"Come on, just finish me al-"

"I will," you tell her, firmly yet calmly. "You'll love it, I guarantee it." Twilight obliges and stands. Her slender, curvy figure is on display, and your ravenous hunger renews itself. You fight your inner primate and turn to quickly tear open the condom. You roll it on, careful not to bring undue touches.

Once wrapped, you climb over your messy bed and kiss her deeply. You take her in your arms, furiously caressing and indulging in her touch. She lifts a leg around yours, moving so close her midsection presses against the tip of your cock. You grab her ass, grabbing and pulling her soft skin closer to your able frame. She breaks for breath and looks into your eyes, her gentle face is beyond beautiful to you.

"Fuck me, Tyler," she whispers. "Do me standing, I need you now."

You grab her other ass cheek with a hard grip. "I know." You kiss her once, then bend your knees and lift her up in one swift, fluid motion. Your cock slides into Twilight's slit easily, parting her tight pink lips. She feels just as tight as before, but her legs around you and her mass on your spear makes it easier to penetrate deeper. You lower her all the way down, your head forcefully pushes on her cervix again. She whimpers and moans as you lift her by her butt, then thrust and let her fall a bit.

"Oh, yes, t-there! Faster, but not too hard!" Twilight's eyes clench shut, her mouth hangs open. You lift and thrust in a faster rhythm, but it's getting difficult. Your steel rod is beginning to throb harder, painfully so.

"AHHNN!!" You grit your teeth and try to hold back the flood. Twilight clamps her legs around you and kisses you, your tongues flail and move along each other wetly. She moans into your mouth and squeezes her arms tight around your shoulders.

Finally, the primer ignites. Your cock pumps hard, blasting out a thick stream of semen into Twilight's cunt. You grunt and continue ejaculating, for what seems like minutes, Twilight cries out too, you feel her hips shaking wildly. Your knees weaken with each shot of your load. Your brain feels like it's on fire as your cock continues unloading.

You finish, at last, and at last you can open your eyes and fully regain your balance. Twilight's head rests upon your shoulder, she is panting heavily. I did all the work, you think to yourself as you rest your head on hers. Together, you stand, your dick buried deep inside Twilight. She's trembling in your arms, obviously very satisfied, perhaps in shock.

"You alright, Twi?" you ask as you sit down on your bed, cock still nestled inside her womanhood. She pulls her head up and looks in your eyes with sated love.

"Alright?" she asks. "I just came harder than I have ever had in my entire life, and you think that's 'alright'?" She leans forward, prompting you to lay on your back. "I'm more than alright, Tyler." Twilight kisses you, slowly and gently. You move your lips with hers, sucking and tasting her saliva.

You roll over and pull your semi-flacid dick out of Twilight. Her pussy looks ravaged, spread slightly and the bright pink now a light crimson. There is no blood, thankfully. You kiss her lightly and stand with difficulty. You start for the door, you really need to piss.

"Where are you going?" she quietly asks you, worry lightening Twilight's voice.

"Just to the bathroom, Twi. I'll be right back."

You toss your used condom away, a rather large amount of thick white seed had coated and collected inside. You piss, get the cum off of your dick and wash your mitts. You venture back to the bedroom, where Twilight is curled up under the covers with a novel. You crawl under and spoon with her, reading over her shoulder. It's a very good read.

Your roommate Jake comes home and sees the sock on the doorknob. "I DON'T CARE IF YOU BRING TAIL HOME, BUT CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF OUT HERE, TYLER!"

"Eat a dick!" you yell back at the locked door. "Sorry Twi, that's Jake, my roommate. No respect, I tell ya."

You snuggle and kiss and lightly hump a little more until night falls, then Twilight snakes down the hall to her own dorm.