Three Nights in the Crystal Empire

The power of the Crystal Heart was operating with its usual magnificent efficiency and strength, transforming the snowy tundra of the Crystal Empire's domain into a lush and beautiful expanse of greenery. It always felt a bit like spring in the Empire.

The train serving the Equestrian-Imperial transport needs pulled into the main Crystal Empire station with its usual timely efficiency, and hissed out as its steam-churning metal guts got a chance to rest after plunging through the snow outside the Heart's influence.

While the engine was being restored by the hands of engineers the passengers and cargo disembarked from the many cars. One of those stepping from the commuter class car was Len, looking very enthused by her surroundings. She was casually attired in a pair of low khaki shorts and a muted yellow tank top with showed a generous portion of cleavage. She carried a simple knapsack over one shoulder, and did not stick around to claim any of the luggage being tossed out.

After having her passport stamped and showing off her clothes-filled knapsack at customs she passed through a revolving gate into the Empire proper. Like in Equestria it was very pastoral and muted. Nothing too built-up or overdone.

She followed the broad, clean paved avenue from the train station, which was one of the main thoroughfares of the Imperial City. She knew from her guidebook four such wide ways radiated in the cardinal directions from the Crystal Palace and the Crystal Heart beneath it, with smaller intersecting streets running through the four districts of the city.

Len was in awe almost as soon as she got off the train. She had been to beautiful and ancient places in both Neighpon and Central Equestria, and visited many other places in the course of her job like Saddle Arabia and the Griffin Kingdom. But there was something to the Crystal Empire. It was ancient indeed, yet it didn't feel tired or worn. Being displaced in time had done wonders for the ancient city, leaving it both classic, yet polished.

The citizenry also seemed very friendly, the iridescent ponies offering friendly waves and cheerful calls. Foals gleefully ran around her legs and off to play, the natives mixing with Equestrian immigrants of many species. The shopkeepers running small barrows or stalls called out their wares, offering crystal berry delicacies, native handicrafts, more polished tourist goods, and other such things to delight the senses.

The very air was lovely. A crisp bite remained from the wind whipping through the tundra beyond the Heart's reach, but it was mostly mitigated by the warm, perfumed zephyrs which languidly flowed through, carrying the scent of decadent pastries, richer main courses and an explosion of flowers which the citizenry kept tended and in bloom.

The pleasant company and pleasant environment made Len ignore the long slog that it was between train station and Palace. The Imperial City was, after all, the size of Manehattan, if not more. It wouldn't have bothered Len anyway, with her training and physical development, but she was glad that her distractions have been both plentiful and pleasant.

She drew close on the Crystal Palace and could not restrain herself from acting like the tourist she was. She stared up in awe and the monumental spire of the Palace, stretching high into the heavens and glittering like the wondrous jewel it was in the bright and warm light. She also came closer to watch the rotating, radiating Crystal Heart, being one of many. Both tourists of many species, and native crystal ponies stood there, watching the Heart spin and give off waves of love and magic. They were all washed in the warmth and positive feelings.

She almost hated to pull herself away from watching the Heart spin but she wanted to get to her hotel. Fortunately, she had booked one of the nicer ones, which faced the Palace. It was located in the tip of the Southeast district, a high and impressive building named the Imperial Overlook Hotel, with a facade that was carved and painted in a cheery manner which she could only identify as typical for the Crystal Empire.

Through the glass doors Len was a bit surprised to find that the lobby was not the usually milling collection of vacationers. They were slightly displaced by a small squad of crystal-armored crystal pony Palace guards, all of them standing around Prince Shining Armor.

As usual, the prince was resplendent in his brocaded red uniform coat and heavy-clothed white uniform pants. Even with political status and noble rank he showed he was a soldier first and foremost. His medals shone and his ceremonial saber hung at his left side. He was softly conversing with one of the guards when he saw Len, prompting him to approach her.

“Ahh! Master Lenes of Cloudsdale, we heard you were on the way to the Crystal Empire,” Shining said.

It took Len a moment to realize that she was being spoken to; despite being an agent for an important multinational task force, she was still humble about her identity. “Prince Shining Armor, this is a surprise. To what do I owe this honor?”

“Your name is very well known, to those in the know, like heads of state,” Shining said with a chuckle, and a mock-serious tone.

“Yes, of course, your highness,” Len said with a short bow. “But... I'm not here for official business. I'm on vacation. I expected to be a tourist and look at things.”

“That's really no problem, you can do that too. But I had a very important matter I wanted to discuss,” Shining said, leaning in close and speaking in a quieter tone.

Len leaned in closer herself. “Of course, your highness. What is it?”

“Your reputation precedes you,” Shining said. “Your work with your group is praised highly and your skills are mentioned with a lot of pride.”

“I only do my duty,” Len said humbly. “It's what I must do, after all.

“It's more than that. You're one of the best instructors at the Cloudsdale Martial Arts Academy, itself the most prestigious institution of that sort,” Shining said.

“I'm very proud of that status. And thank you for noting such a thing, your highness,” Len said, a smile playing on her lips.

“You do a lot of things. But most impressively... the instruction in your particular skill,” Shining said with a softer tone, leaning in even more until his lips brushed ticklishly against her ear. “The ninjutsu which gives you your 'Master' status. There's a lot to be said for being a Prince. You get to find out things.”

Len nodded slowly, her ear flicking a bit as the lips tickled it. “It is my special talent, as my Cutie Mark says. Why do you mention it, your highness?”

“My guards are extremely well-trained. They're disciplined, strong and effective,” Shining said, with a bit of pride.

“So I know. They have a military stallion leading them, after all,” Len noted.

“But they could always be better,” Shining said. “They could have more advanced skills. At least some portion of them would be good as ninjas. Just for any secret operations I may need them for.”

Len considered for a moment, tail twitching slightly as she considered it. “You want me to train some of your guards in the art of ninjutsu? That's a lot to ask, your highness.”

“I know this is sudden, but I found out you would be here, and I figured I couldn't pass up the opportunity,” Shining said with a charming smile.

Len nodded slowly, fingers drumming on her thighs. “It was very good of you to think of me like this. It says you trust my capabilities. This is very sudden...”

“I understand, I understand,” Shining said quickly, “But please, this would be a wonderful opportunity for my guards.”

Len nodded slowly. “You really want this. There's just one issue. I can't just leave the Academy and come here to train. Your guards would have to join the Academy formally and move to Cloudsdale while they train,” Len said.

“I knew there might be a catch,” Shining said with a soft laugh. “I'll pick the best of my elites and send them off for the training in about two weeks. That should give them time to prepare.”

“Thank you for this opportunity, your highness,” Len said with a bow. “It will be an honor to train your guard.”

“Thank you for agreeing after I interrupted your vacation,” Shining said with a deep laugh. “Speaking of your vacation... did you have any sightseeing plans?”

“I really enjoyed watching the Crystal Heart,” Len said, “And there are the crystal berry fields, the jousting tournaments, the crystal flugelhorn concerts...”

Shining nodded. “All very good things,” he interrupted. “It's still new to me, too. But how would you like a rare opportunity?”

“You mean besides the personal training of elite guards?” Len asked.

“We have tours of certain palace areas, guided tours by maids and stewards. But how would you like a chance to get to see some private areas, and have a chance to meet my wife?”

Len was stunned into silence for a moment. Despite her status and her notoriety it seemed like a lot. “I don't have anything to wear to see the private parts of a palace.

“Cadance is very, very informal,” Shining said with a laugh. “She's like my sister. She likes folks to be happy, rather than overpowered.”

Len considered it, shrugging the knapsack off of her shoulder. “Let me put this away in my room and then I'll be right over.”

Shining smiled brighter. “I look forward to it. I'll leave some guards here, and they'll escort you to us.”

It took Len only a few moments to check in, throw her knapsack into her room and get back down to the lobby, finding three crystal pony guards waiting for her. One stood before her while the other two stood at her side, all four of them marching up to the grand and imposing crystal edifice.

The falling light of the sun slanted through the thick crystal walls of the palace. They weren't clouded or smoked, simply so thick they ended up translucent rather than as clear as they might have been. The diffused glow was magnificent, especially as the tone of the light changed.

With Celestia's sun dropping lower and lower the colors of the sky burned a brilliant golden orange, fading to a purple tone the lower and lower it sank. As the palace grew darker the magical lights came up, washing the crystal expanse with a warm, white glow that reflected and refracted from every facet and curve.

Len was led up several crystal staircases, ascending higher and higher up the paired cases given greater traction with the inclusion of red carpets that muffled the sounds of hoofsteps. Those carpets continued along the crystal corridors in the vicinity of the very top of the great crystalline spire.

The party of four arrived at a very warm and cozy receiving room, filled with Equestrian-made antiques, including a fancy rug, padded chairs and professional paintings of Equestrian landscapes. “Announcing Master Lenes, of Cloudsdale!” One of the guards cried as they entered.

Princess Cadance and Shining Armor had been standing and conversing, but turned to smile when Len was announced. Shining was dressed as he had been. Cadance was rather plainly dressed in a simple pink silk sheath dress that hugged her very generous figure, showing a deep cleavage and the swell of her hips, as well as her ample bottom.

“It's... Len. I don't like formality when it isn't necessary,” Len said.

“You were right, dear,” Cadance said aside to Shining. “She's very like your sister.”

“I told you. Very sweet and humble,” Shining said, grinning a little.

“Th-thank you, your highness,” Len said with a little grin.

“You know, she's so very nice to agree to this. It does take time away from any other plans she might have had, including official ones,” Cadance noted.

“That was exactly what I thought. It's why I invited her,” Shining said.

“This was very sudden, and very unnecessary,” Len said, humbly. “I agreed because it would be an honor.”

“An honor or not, you have a life, and official business,” Cadance said. “This is a bit of an imposition.”

“I would have gone through much more official, and slower, channels, but you were here,” Shining said. “It was fate. Or at least, it was something like it. I had to strike while I had the opportunity.”

“Striking when it is opportune is an important thing for a soldier,” Len said with a slow nod.

“And I wish the time was opportune for me,” Cadance sighed.

“What's the matter, dear?” Shining asked.

“I just remembered I have to look over some important correspondence from Canterlot and another set from the griffins. Then I have to consider the messages and write replies. I'll be busy for hours,” Cadance said with a head-shake.

“My apologies, your highness,” Len said. “Should I leave?”

“Oh no! I'll be occupied, but Shining is free,” Cadance said cheerfully, passing a quick wink to Shining. “I'm sure he can show you around and see you're entertained.

Shining returned the wink, out of Len's sight. “Of course, dear. A real shame, but these things happen.”

Cadance gave a grand nod of her head and another friendly, warm smile to Len. “It's only a shame I can't spend more time with you. But maybe we can meet later.” With that she slowly walked out of the room, trailed by the guards that had brought Len. Showing her rear revealed that a large diamond-shaped opening was open where her tail emerged and revealed some of the cleft of her derriere.

Len was left alone with shining, who was giving her a large smile, as well as his most charming gaze. “I'm sorry it worked out like this. But at least I extended the offer. I suppose the polite thing to do would be to offer you a friendly drink, sort of an early-night nightcap.”

Len considered the offer. It seemed a little personal. But she did find Shining very charming. He was quite the handsome pony, very like prince Blueblood, but with a much better personality. Plus he was a military stallion, and she was very familiar with that sort. “Thank you. That's very kind.”

“It's the polite thing to do. To thank you for the inconvenience,” Shining said. He opened up a cabinet and took out two tall, narrow wine glasses, and a bottle of wine. “Is red acceptable?” He asked, using his magic to pop the cork.

“I don't usually drink at all, but that will be fine. It's gracious of you just to offer it,” Len said, stepping over to take one of the glasses.

“It just needs to breathe for a little,” Shining explained, setting the open bottle aside.

Len chuckled behind her hand. “I've heard it before, but it still sounds funny.”

“Many things are a bit funny, but that's how they are,” Shining said with a matching chuckle. He slid a little closer to Len and slowly moved his eyes up and down her casually clad form. I must say... I've seen photos before but they really don't tell just how nice you look.”

Len slowly blinked, her head tilting just a touch. “Um... thank you?”

“It's not just a personal opinion,” Shining said quickly. “Cadance thinks so too. Being the Princess of Love she really notices things like that. She's sure you inspire powerful feelings in many ponies.”

Len turned her head aside, a humble expression on her face. “She's too kind. I'm just a peace-keeper.”

“But a very good example of one. You're a credit to your organization,” Shining said, taking the bottle of wine in his hands and pouring out a bit for himself and for Len. “A toast, to... friendly relations in the future.”

Still flustered by the flurry of compliments from Shining directly and by report from Cadance, Len wasn't thinking about any kind of entendre in the statement. She was focused exclusively on the coming training. “Yes, very friendly relations.” She brought her glass close and tapped it lightly against Shining's glass.

Shining brought the glass to his lips and slowly took a long sip of the rich, heady liquid. His burning eyes traced across Len's features, watching her throat bob up and down with each small, elegant swallow of wine. He brought the glass down and gave a soft sigh, taking a long, deep sniff over the top of the glass. “Isn't it lovely? You won't find anything like it in Central Equestria.”

Len likewise took a long sniff of the wine. “Yes... it's not like anything I've tasted before.”

“The secret is that Imperial vintners use a secret mix of grapes and crystal berries, and also make almost a brandy out of it by briefly freezing the wine out in the tundra,” Shining explained. “Oh, you've got a spot of red left. Let me get that...”

“No need your highn- mm!” Len's casual dismissal was cut off by Shining's lips. He led with his tongue, wiping up the lingering spot of red wine on her lower lip, the pink muscle slipping between her lips to rub against her teeth. His lips followed close behind, pressing against hers with some amount of carnal hunger, yet with just as much warmth and affection.

The kiss lingered on in silence. Len's shocked mumbling silenced as her mind caught up with the situation. She could enjoy the contact. Even if he was a married stallion he was doing it by his choice. Len was very open and accepting about affection when it was being offered. After all, she had her own significant other, but they had allowed each other to be open and affectionate with others.

Len's teeth parted at last and Shining's tongue dove right into her moist and welcoming maw. Her swirled his tongue around within, and flicked at the edges of her flat teeth. A soft moan poured from his mouth into hers as he tasted the last little traces of wine that lingered on her tongue.

Her own tongue was no slouch. With the way opened Len slipped her questing muscle into Shining's mouth. As befit a ninjutsu master, the tongue moved with sleek grace and dexterity. She whipped it around in his mouth, tracing the sides and underside of his tongue. She returned the moan with a soft panting added.

Saliva passed freely between the two. They were too careful to simply sloppily slobber all over their fronts; all the viscous spit passed through their lips, swapped by the pair of eager, writhing tongues. Each one got a good taste of the other, and the soft sounds of swallowing indicated that neither found the other unpleasant.

The kiss lingered on, giving Len a chance to slide her hands up and down Shining's back. His uniform was smooth, very pleasant under Len's touch and formed to his body well. She could feel the shifting of strong muscles in his back, the subtle flex and twist of changing postures.

She was uninhibited, and free to loose the lust she normally kept very controlled. There was a time and place for everything, and she had fond a good time to be wanton. After admiring the steely back muscles for a time her deft hands slid down to settle on Shining's muscular backside. He was not without a rear end but he was a strong stallion, the glutes toned and exercised into two tight and subtle swells that her strong fingers could barely dig into through his pants.

Shining took his cue from Len, ceasing to trace teasing fingers up and down along her spine and quite openly planting both palms down on her rear. His broad, strong fingers were spread out wide, and covered the expanse of her lush cheeks. She was in excellent shape, but she retained her feminine softness. She was actually quite well-built, with her beautifully flared hips and ample seat.

Shining stroked slowly and smoothly up and down the rounded expanse, feeling out as much subtle detail as he could through the shorts. His fingers pulled in, pressing into the soft flesh. There was plenty of give, but even through the cloth he felt there was some iron-like muscle beneath the padding of plumpness. He was holding someone who had sex appeal and strength in roughly equal proportion.

The examining gropes having lingered with the kiss both pulled apart with a soft 'pop' and a small gasp. Their tongues slipped back to their mouths, briefly visible, as was the small strand of saliva that connected their bottom lips before it snapped.

“I take it Princess Cadance is not enough for you,” Len said softly, with a teasing tone.

“Cadance is wonderful. I love her, and I love her body,” Shining said, his eyes shining with adoration. “But she said, since she's the Princess of Love she won't mind if I have fun with another mare, so long as I don't hurt them.”

Len gave a lopsided grin and shook her head. “Aren't there easier ways than some fake story about guards..?”

“Oh that was real,” Shining noted. “I'll pick a squad and give them their orders and dispensations. But I also have always wanted to do this with you, seeing all those images of you in action.”

Len thrust a hip out and pushed out her chest, kissing the air while she gave Shining a smoldering look. “You're too kind, your highness...”

“Just 'Shining,'” Shining said. “This is not a very formal situation. Regular names are just fine with me.”

“Well then... Shining, what did you intend to do with me?” Len asked, her hands slowly running over her form, pressing in on her breasts and letting them bounce beneath her tank top, then gliding along her tight stomach and over the flare of her wide hips.

Shining's response was the undo the heavy cloth belt the secured his uniform pants. The slight rattle of metal jingled like a bell, drawing attention to the area. The effect of the kiss and groping was easy to read in the bulging swell at Shining's crotch.

His hands slid along his pants, untucking his shirt and leaving him a bit less militarily perfect. He allowed the pants to drop, and he quickly stepped out of them, showing off what was beneath. The straining rise at the front of his underwear could not distract from the comedy of them. He was wearing boxers, that ended just above the knee and which were printed with hearts. Crystal hearts. In fact, a panoply of copies of his wife's Cutie Mark.

“You really do love your wife,” Len said with a laugh. Her hands came down to grope and stroke over the swollen bulge in the boxers. “And she must love this.”

Shining grunted softly and thrust his hips into the touch, trembling a little bit as the firm and deft hands stroked the ample maleness concealed by the novelty underwear. “Yeah! She loves it all. She has since she was my little sister's foalsitter.”

“A long relationship. No wonder you're comfortable with doing this,” Len said softly, grinding her palms over the trembling cloth bulge and being rewarded with a little mark of wetness.

“Let me... let me just...” Shining stepped backwards out of his pants, taking his concealed erection from Len's grip. He hooked his thumbs into the band of his boxers and pulled them forward, then down. His thick flesh popped free and bounced almost comically in the air.

The length of stallion flesh was a dark pink in color, standing proudly out of his white sheath. The surface was mostly smooth, with only a few standing veins throbbing softly with his heartbeat. The medial ring was quite robust, and the crown was very broad. His slit dripped heavily with a free flow of his musky and heady precum. Little twitches of his hips made it bounce in the air, and also jostled his low-hanging white sac, which looked quite full with his potent testes.

Len looked at the equipment for a moment, her tongue just subtly sliding across her lips. “Very nice, Shining. One of the better ones I've seen.”

“Your turn,” Shining playfully said. “I'm keeping the jacket on, but you should strip down all the way.”

“I like that. Your military decorations add a lot to this,” Len cooed, slowly sliding her loose tank top up and off of her. She revealed she was not wearing a bra, her gray breasts falling and bouncing heavily. She really did have a wonderful chest, soft and full and hanging just a little, to show how natural they were.

Shining took a loose grip on his erection, two fingers above and two below his medial ring. He gave a slow, light stroke, moving only as far as the spread of his fingers would allow. He worked his dribbling precum into the pulsing, pinkish flesh, and gave a light moan at the sight of Len's exposed chest. “You really take care of yourself...”

Len stroked her hands up the generous swells of her chest, gripping the bottom of each and giving them a soft squeeze, a huff of pleasure emerging. She slowly rubbed her thumbs across the thick, rosy peaks of her nipples, giving them soft flicks. “Part of my job,” Len breathed, smoothly sauntering her way across to Shining and holding up her breasts.

Shining ducked his head down and pressed his snout up against the soft and rounded expanse. His velvety muzzle ground down along the turgid nipple. His lips nibbled gently over the tip while his tongue dragged along the pebbled flesh. His hands came up and caressed the sides of Len's bust, pushing the breasts together firmly.

Len released a soft, quivering moan, letting her hands fall away from her chest and leaving Shining holding the soft flesh. She drew her hands up his jacket-covered arms and over his face, ending the motion but gently cupping his cheeks. “Cadance must really love you back...” she sighed out softly.

“She... really does... love me...” Shining said, his words being interrupted by his long, smooth strokes. His tongue flicked at each nipple in turn, as Len had been doing with her thumbs. His lips lightly squeezed the nipples, and he sucked on them with a gentle, warm strength.

“I'll get a little of that love too,” Len said softly, taking her hands from Shining's cheeks and moving them top her hips. She caressed the wide curves, hooking her thumbs slowly into the waist of her shorts. A few teasing tugs and shimmies prefaced her smoothly sliding the garments down her long, powerful legs.

She had taken her underwear with the shorts, leaving her bared. Her backside had a generous curve and stood out deliciously. She slapped a hand firmly down on one cheek to send a sharp smack ringing around the small room. Shining pulled his attention away from Len's breasts long enough to give her ass a quick glance. “Very nice.”

Len grinned and planted a hand on Shining's chest, pulling her breasts out of his grip and away from his nuzzling snout. She gave him a firm push that caught him just off-guard enough to send him back towards a chair. “Have a seat, Shining. I think I know a good way to thank you for this chance...”

Shining sat down heavily in the plush chair, resting his hands on the arms. His erection stood stiffly up from his crotch, pulsing with his heartbeat and spitting fitful spurts of precum with nearly every twitch. He gave a slow, sensual roll of his hips, thrusting his rod forward and up. “Come on, then. Show me your appreciation...”

Len took a moment to gather herself, her wings spreading wide and slowly flapping. She rose from the ground and hovered her way toward Shining, eying his flat crown with desire. Her legs were slightly ticked and spread, showing a glistening dew as she hovered herself over Shining's erection.

Wordlessly she turned around in the air and let herself slowly lose altitude, trusting on her lustful memory to keep her in the right position. The first touch of the rigid pole made her gasp and moan softly. The mushroom-shaped head ground and pushed at her wet, warm lips, smearing and mingling her honey and his precum. She adjusted herself on the tip, getting herself set just right.

“Cadance does that too...” Shining moaned, fingers digging into the chair arms. “She just flaps up, lines up and she dr- Ah!” His moaning words were cut off by Len suddenly doing as he was saying. Her wings tucked in and she simply fell. A moaning cry came from both as her well-aligned sex swallowed the thick and throbbing pole of stallion flesh.

Simple gravity and Len's own weight dropped her down to Shining's medial ring, which kissed her clit with a firm nudge as she came to rest. Her hips bucked, as did Shining's, causing the ring to part her lips and pull back out again, giving her clit another firm flick. The drooling of mare juice showed that to be quite a wonderful action.

Shining squeezed the chair arms once more, a hissing moan seething from between his clenched teeth as the warmth and wetness surrounded half his length. After catching his breath he took a few more thrusts, shallow and light, mostly succeeding in bouncing Len's body on his shaft. He released the chair arms and brought his hands around, under her arms, to cup and gently squeezes at her breasts.

Len's hooves gingerly touched the cushion of the chair, giving her some leverage to allow her to bounce on the stiff length. Her inner walls trembled, pulled and squeezed on Shining, almost kneading his spitting erection. She bounced with his thrusts, working herself up as he pulled back and falling once more as he thrusts up.

The medial ring fully passed her lips and stretched out her passage that little bit more, with a comparable girth to Shining's generous tip. Her inner walls pulled, rolling and massaging over the gently pulsing piece of meat, drawing it in and milking it for the warm squirts of musky precum.

More bouncing and concentrated attempts to push down on the fat pole sent Len down it slowly but steadily. Her groaning and sighing matched Shining's in lustful sincerity if not volume. His panting moans came in time with the flexing of his fingers on Len's breasts, and seemed to match the intensity, from barely happening to tightly squeezing, his thumbs almost in constant motion, flicking across her stiff nipples.

Shining did nothing to contribute to the insertion, feeling very content with the fluid pouring down the portion of his erection which was outside of Len's sex, as well as the working of his crown and medial ring. His hips made shallow jabs that mostly created a cycle, pushing a small bit in and then pulling the bit back again. It was a rolling combined with a thrust, which jostled is heavy sac between his legs and made it bounce heavily on the padding of the chair.

Len was pleased by the jostling motion, and savoring the sensation of girthy penetration but was not satisfied with the depth. She wanted more. She slapped her hands down on the arms of the chair, took a firm grip and pulled. A sharp keening of pleasure emerged from her, downing out Shining's cry of surprise as she shoved more of her wet, hot passage around the pulsing pole.

She sank down lower and lover, swallowing up the inches that remained outside of her. She released a pleased and triumphant grunt of delight when her wide and soft ass made loud contact with Shining's lap. She ground her ample hindquarters down against Shining, thrusting forward and pushing back, working his length like like an arcade joystick while her walls caressed and compressed it with the strength of her mounting climactic desire.

Shining bounced Len's breasts in his hands a few more times before letting them fall to hang and bounce naturally. He moved his grip to her hips, sliding his fingers between her thighs and his and taking a strong hold of her muscular legs. He used the hold to slide her up on his erection then to pull her back down, while his hips rolled up, the combined motions making lap meet butt cheeks with a firm and resounding smack.

The sharp and lewd slap of strong stallion thighs hitting fleshy mare ass increased in volume and frequency as Len joined in the action. She pushed on the arms of the chair to aid her rise and pulled extra hard to help Shining pull her down and encounter his forceful thrusts. She ground and wiggled her rear against him when she was at the bottom of the contact, letting herself get comfortably settled before she was pulled back up.

“Ah, Shining!” Len groaned out, her sex rolling and trembling, almost fluttering along his tool. “I'm getting... getting...”

“Yes! Oh, same here! So good, so warm and soft...” Shining moaned back, his thrusts getting sharper, stiffer and more insistent, changing the tone of the impact from deep thumps to high whacks.

It was a race to a double finish, a race which Len won. With a final slap she threw her head back and let out a high, screaming cry of delight. Her honey squirted from her stuffed sex, spraying Shining's lap, his balls and some of the chair. Her inner walls clamped down like a vise, almost compacting his cock and making any further thrusts a challenge.

Shining met the challenge, huffing and seething through his teeth as her dragged his erection a few inches out and a few inches back in again through Len's orgasmically tightened sex. It was a struggle but he did it to crest his own wave of pleasure. The milking, the squirting and the squeezing capped his desperate thrusts and set him over the edge.

He blew with a tremendous whinny, his dew-coated stones pulled up against his body as he trembling organ unloaded hot blobs of stallion seed. The sticky wads of cum spattered freely over Len's insides, hanging in stringy streamers over her passage, covering the face of her cervix when he squirted hard enough.

Shining slumped back in the chair, panting and moaning deep in his chest, his eyes looking pleasure-drunk, his jaw hanging a little slack. Len, likewise, slumped down following the completion of her climax. A pleasant tingle still ran through her extremities, as she settled comfortably against Shining's broad and solid chest.

Shining spoke at last, as a thought struck him. “Are you taking a pill or have you charted your fertility or something?”

“Don't worry,” Len said, reassuringly patting Shining's thigh. “Through a nice bit of magic only my boyfriend can get me pregnant. That way I don't have to bother with pills or worry about condoms.”

Shining leaned his head back and let out a soft huff. 'That's great. I mean, I knew would would have stopped me if there had been an issue but...”

“It's better to be sure,” Len finished, with a tired laugh. “I get that a lot.”

“Let me show you to a guest bedroom...” Shining said, attempting to get up but finding himself too drained to shift Len's body. “In a minute or so.”

“I have a hotel room, you know,” Len said with a bit of amusement. “My things are in there.”

“I'll have your things brought over tomorrow,” Shining insisted. “The least we could do is offer you a room in here. We'll even give you the balance on your hotel.”

“This is really good of both of you,” Len said, a laugh working through her words. “Cadance is very generous, offering me the use of her husband as well as a guest room.”

Shining returned the laugh, a sly smile spreading over his features. “She's the Princess of Love. I'm sure she'll find a way to show you how generous she can be.”