Temptations of the Flesh

“Phew… about time I got some me time,” Twilight said in relief as she walked back inside the guest bedroom assigned to her at the castle, a room that was even more luxurious than the old tower that she had once occupied as Celestia’s personal student. She had a king-size bed all to herself, covered in the finest silk from the farthest corners of Equestria. Funnily enough, the sheets matched her coat color perfectly. In addition to that, thick, comfy-looking cushions lined the walls of the room, their ranks being broken by a pair of chairs that sat between two large bay windows.

Smiling softly, Twilight lit her horn as she closed her bedroom door. She had finally been able to excuse herself from the countless number of dignitaries and nobles that wanted to congratulate her at her official coronation party. Using her magic, she carefully pulled her ceremonial dress off of her and folded it neatly on one of the chairs.

The moment after she became an alicorn, Twilight had noticed several differences between her old and new bodies. For starters, she’d grown a few inches in height, her horn had grown a little longer, and of course, she’d sprouted a large set of wings, something that she barely knew how to control. While it had been a little awkward keeping them folded at first, she had gotten the hang of it just in time for the ceremony.

Though while she had been able to keep them folded, a new problem had arisen just as soon as she’d solved the first one. She had found that she could get aroused at the slightest touch to her wings, and she wasn’t sure why. Her wings kept popping up at the most random of times, especially when her gaze accidentally drifted to somepony’s curvaceous flank. She knew full well what a wingboner was, and that walking around with erect and throbbing wings was definitely unbecoming of a princess. She wouldn’t dare go out in public if she couldn’t control her bodily urges, but she was determined that, by the end of the night, she was going to figure out how to control herself.

Though while she was pretty exhausted from the day’s events and activities, she was more than eager to learn as much as she could about her new wings, and in turn, her body. She had not had that much time to experiment and explore herself earlier, but now she had the entire night to herself. Everything was done, and she was sure nopony was going to come bother her at this late hour. With a quick flash from her horn, Twilight summoned several candles and placed them on the desk, lighting them all with her magic in the process.

As she walked to look out of one of the windows, she thought back to a couple hours earlier. During the city-wide party that followed her coronation, Twilight was given a plethora of presents by ponies she didn’t even know, most of them being books. While she was more than happy to add them all to her library, the present that had caught her interest the most was Cadence’s, a rare, one-of-one book of how to take care of alicorn wings. Since they differed greatly in both size and shape from the wings of a pegasus, normal preening guides would not have worked for her, so when she had left the party for the night, she had made sure to teleport it to her room for a night of studying.

Spotting it laying on the bed, Twilight lit her horn and picked it up. She laid it on the desk and walked over there. Casting another spell, she pulled one of the larger cushions over to her and quickly sat down, excited to discover the mysteries that the book held. With a small, giddy squee, Twilight carefully opened the book.

The Wings of an Alicorn... Twilight thought as she read the title centered on the first page. Looking a bit lower, she read, This book is a collaborative effort between… She quickly browsed the small list of names and was just about to turn to the first chapter when she saw, The sole test subject for this experiment was none other than our beloved Princess Cadence, may her rule be long and just.

Twilight paused at this. “This book is about Cadence? Neat!” With a wide smile, she flipped to the table of contents and started to read them aloud.

“Chapter one, Anatomy of the Alicorn Wing… Chapter two, The Basics of Flight… Chapter three, Taking Flight… Chapter four, Landing… Chapter five, Styles of Preening… Chapter six, Sex–” Twilight stopped reading and blushed heavily as she stared at the title of chapter six. Sexual Responses and Pleasure Points of the Alicorn Wing… Her curiosity getting the best of her, she skipped the first five chapters and went straight to chapter six.

Taking a deep breath, Twilight shot a glance at her door, making sure that it was shut all the way. If what she was about to read was explicit, she didn’t want anypony to interrupt her ‘studies’. Looking back at the book, she started reading, her tail flicking about from side to side in excitement.

The most wonderful and generous Princess Cadence has graciously allowed us to study and examine the pleasure points of the alicorn wing for the sole purpose of research, for such an opportunity may only come once in a lifetime, and sometimes not even then. While I had told the subject that she may leave out certain details, I was more than ecstatic when she denied that, saying that if this book is to be thorough, she must leave nothing out. The following is a word-for-word recount from the Princess:

“The wings of an alicorn are highly sensitive to the most gentle of touches. The reason behind this is so that we can feel the drafts and the winds that allow us to expertly maneuver through the air, but because they are so sensitive, touching them in certain ways allows for certain… pleasurable sensations.”

“So that’s why Cadence only preens herself in the privacy of her bedroom…” Twilight said softly. “Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve seen anypony preen out in public before…” Her heart rate quickened and her breathing became short and fast as she started thinking about how she could make herself cum just from preening. Looking back over her shoulder, she unfurled her right wing and gave the leading edge a small lick, waiting to feel a small jolt of pleasure. When she felt nothing, she shrugged and continued to read.

After inquiring about the specifics, I was surprised to find that alicorns, along with pegasi, can reach the point of orgasm just from wing stimulation alone. The most common way to reach this is from preening, or the careful maintenance of the wing. Usually, pegasi learn this by themselves through trial and error around the time that they start flying.

As the pegasus, or in this case, the alicorn, ages, preening is usually reserved for the bedroom, as the careful ministrations of a loved one can stimulate the taker to the point of an orgasm if done correctly. The correct method of preening was shown in the previous chapter, but the princess was very kind to go extremely in-depth with me about the many methods that can take her right up to the edge. After discovering that there is not one, not two, but several methods to preen somepony’s wings, I was given the blessed opportunity to watch her husband, Shining Armor, perform their favorite method of preening.

Twilight thought that there was no way for her to blush harder, but she quickly found out she was wrong. Just the thought of her older brother making Cadence cum just from cleaning her wings alone was more than enough to get her excited. As she started squirming on the cushion, she felt a single drop of her juices slip from her, only for it to be quickly soaked up by the cushion. Paying the fact that she was about to ruin the fancy pillow no heed, Twilight bit her lip and started grinding away on it, its silky-softness caressing and spreading her labia with each back and forth motion. Feeling her lower lips start to swell up, Twilight bit back a soft moan and continued reading.

Prince Armor had his wife lay out on the bed, her back to the ceiling. After ensuring that she was comfortable, he lay down on her left side and ever-so-gently opened Princess Cadence’s wing. Holding it open with a small spell, he used his mouth to go to work on the innermost feathers first, slowly but surely moving his way to the edge, making his wife squirm and moan every few feathers.

As he finished the first wing, I was able to see that Princess Cadence’s cheeks were now fully flushed, and as she shifted positions to allow her husband to work on the other wing, I was able to get a quick glimpse of her marehood. Judging from the the sight of her swollen and glistening lips, she was very highly aroused. I wasn’t sure if my eyes were playing tricks on me or not, but I could have sworn that both her tail and the blanket underneath her were damp with her juices.

When Prince Armor started on her other wing, I saw the fine Princess start to squirm from his loving ministrations. As he neared the middle of her wing, Princess Cadence started to moan softly, and as Prince Armor neared the end, I saw him tenderly lick the undersides of her leading feathers. Clearly, that was enough stimulation to make her cum, and boy, did she cum! Even though I was sitting taking notes six or so feet from the bed, her cum still splattered against my hooves.

Oh my gosh, Cadence is a squirter? Twilight thought, biting back a moan as she grinded deeper into the cushion. I wonder… I wonder what it’d be like if Cadence preened me…Anywho, let’s see if I can do this…

Flicking a few hairs out of her face, Twilight stood up and looked down, a dark and sweet-smelling stain centered right where her pussy had just been. With a guilty smile, Twilight summoned a new cushion and placed it right beside the used one. Laying down on it, she made herself comfortable and rolled over onto her side, feeling her wetness smear across her inner thighs. Flicking her tail aside, she opened her right wing and brought it up to her mouth, her heart beating just a little bit faster as she imagined what it would be like cumming from playing with her wings.

Starting with the feathers nearest the base, she bit down on the first one and gasped as a jolt of pain surged through her wing. Twilight released it and let her wing fall, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“That should have felt good, not bad…” she murmured. Grabbing the book with her magic, she laid it in front of her and reread the passage about her brother preening Cadence. Once she found nothing that could help her, she flipped back a few pages and read a little bit about the actual preening process.

“Ah… so that’s what I was doing wrong!” Twilight exclaimed as she closed the book. “‘Don’t bite down on it with force, a gentle touch is all that is required...’” she recited from memory. Setting the book aside, she lifted the same wing up to her mouth again and bit down on the tip of the same feather, trying to move it so that it sat neatly with the rest of her feathers. Not having much luck with that feather, she decided to move on to the next one, and when that didn’t work out, she kept going until she had no more feathers to preen. All throughout this, she felt no pleasure whatsoever to her great dismay.

Holding up her wing in disappointment, she quickly came to the realization that her wing was in much worse condition than it had been a couple of minutes ago. With an irritated huff, she opened the book again and skimmed chapter five again, studying the diagrams that showed exactly how a preened wing should look like. “Ah, so that’s how it should look like…” she said as she set the book aside, this time propping it up before her, just in case she needed to look at the pictures again.

She raised her right wing again and took the leading feather into her mouth. She gently worked it back and forth as she tried to make it lay under the feather adjacent to it, but it was no use; she just couldn’t get it back to the way it had been before, and on top of that, she wasn’t feeling anything but little pinpricks of pain. A minute passed before she conceded defeat, her frustration growing all the while.

“Ugh!” Twilight exclaimed as she let go of her wing, slamming her hooves on the wooden floor in anger. As the sound echoed through her room, she tried to fold her wing but found that she was unable to do so. It was almost painful to have her feathers out of place, though it was more of a nuisance if anything. She knew that there was no way she’d be able to go to sleep like this, so that left with only one option.

She had to go find Cadence and ask for her help.

“I can’t ask her to preen me, especially since she knows I’ve probably read some of her book… can I?” Twilight asked herself, holding her disorganized wing up. She frowned at the thought of talking about such personal issues with her old foalsitter, but she needed somepony’s help in preening her wings and she had no idea who else to go to.

Blushing furiously, Twilight stood up and let off a soft moan as she felt her flanks rub against her swollen mound enticingly. As she started walking towards the door, she felt some of her love juices slip out of her slit, making a pair of shining trails down her inner thighs. Her hoof now resting on the door’s handle, Twilight took a deep breath and yanked the door open, fully intent on finding some release.