Three Nights in the Crystal Empire

Len awoke after her night with Shining Armor feeling relaxed and invigorated. She was sprawled out, nude, on a guest bed in one of the nicer guest rooms, the ones reserved for visiting dignitaries.

The bed was of the canopy variety, most of the body being composed of carved crystal. The sheets were edged in gold, while the rest was soft cotton. The mattress was not a spring type, but was rather a down-stuffed variety. The canopy, as was appropriate for something inside a government structure, was in fact, a huge version of the Crystal Empire Flag.

The rest of the room was fairly bare, but pleasant. What furniture was in there was made of carved crystal with silver accents. There was a six-drawer chest of drawers, two nightstands, a decorative round table with a vase on it, and a few crystal-framed paintings of various scenes from the Imperium. Completing the look was a colorful rug.

Len noted, with some joy, that her knapsack had been placed on the round table, while the clothes she had been wearing during her encounter with Shining had been folded up and set on the chest of drawers. Her hooffalls echoed around the modestly sized room as she slipped out of bed and dug through her knapsack. She attired herself with a fresh pair of white panties, a pair of white shorts and a matching white tank top. It was a bit casual but she had been told that was fine.

As she adjusted her attire and ran a brush through her mane a firm knock rang out.

“Master Lenes, are you awake?” Cried a sonorous voice from the other side of the door.

“I am, and dressed,” Len said, opening the door to reveal a crystal pony guard with a spear in his hand.

“Their majesties have requested your presence at the breakfast table,” the guard said. “I am to escort you.”

“They don't do anything halfway, do they?” Len asked with a laugh, as she walked out of the room.

“Their majesties are quite committed to hospitality,” the guard explained as he walked along in front of Len. “Their guests are treated with as much friendly kindness as they can give, with special guests given special privileges.”

“You mean like a diplomatic bedroom?” Len asked, with a hint of mirth.

“You are considered a diplomat-level guest,” the guard noted. “You are from another nation and you represent an organization that will be doing something of great import for the Imperium.”

“I sure did something of great import for some part of the Imperium...” Len said softly while a grin.

The path they took wound through numerous crystal halls, which glowed a brilliant orange from the effect of the early morning light refracting through the substance of the palace. The color of the crystal glow had changed into something a bit more yellowish-white by the time she had been led to the private dining room.

As with the rest of the palace the furniture was made of crystal, covered with high-quality cloth. Princess Cadance and Shining were sitting together at one side of the short, rectangular table, rather than at the heads. The married couple looked quite cozy and close, with their heads leaned close together as they sat on a single padded bench.

Cadance was in a low-cut pink dress, sans straps and zippers and buttons. It seemed like a well-formed tube that hugged her generous figure. There was a white ruffle around the opening at the top, which seemed to draw attention to the rather ample amount of cleavage revealed. Shining was seemingly in the same outfit as the other day, his red coat and white pants, though it was likely he simply had a closet full of those.

“Ah, Len, welcome!” Cadance said cheerfully, waving in an enthusiastic manner towards the arriving pegasus.

“Good morning, Len, did you sleep well?” Shining asked. “You were a little groggy when I brought you there, I didn't even get to see how you felt about the room.”

“I don't usually sleep on big beds like that,” Len confessed, stepping over to one of the chairs opposite of the royals. “My bed is a tatami mat and a firm, small pillow to cup my head.”

“You're our guest, Len,” Cadance said grandly, “You deserve plenty of special treatment, and other allowances,” she added with a knowing, and quick, wink.

Len offered her own quick wink back. “You're a very generous host Pri- Cadance. You've offered me so many... wonderful things while I've been here.”

“And it's only breakfast,” Shining said, with a deep chuckle. “You should see what's coming.”

Len tilted her head curiously. “Just what does that mean? Does that mean I'm going to get some sort of... encore or other repeat performance?”

“Something like a repeat performance,” Shining began.

“Just with a cast change,” Cadance finished, both ponies giving a bright, cheery laugh.

Confusion crossed Len's face but she decided to pass on commentary. “I look forward to it. For now...”

“Yes, for now...” Cadance said, lighting her horn to ring a distant bell, the sound echoing off the crystal walls. “I hope you don't mind roasted oats with cut crystal berries and milk.”

“I have simple meals normally, and this seems... quite basic. Not as lavish as I imagined from what I've seen of royalty,” Len said.

“I used to be a simple pony. Remember, I was a foalsitter,” Cadance said.

“And I was in the military. Boiled oats and hardtack were the order of the day,” Shining added. “We both still eat like that in the morning when the fancy ponies aren't here to affect what we do.”

“I suppose that you will enjoy this meal,” Cadance said, looking over as the kitchen staff brought in several covered platters.

The crystal ponies whipped off the silver covers to show large, crystal bowls filled with still-steaming roasted grain covered with warm milk, and topped with a mixture of several colors of cut crystal berries. Also on the platters were silver spoon and forks.

“Will your majesties and guest be having coffee, cocoa, tea, crystal berry juice or water?” One of the mares asked.

“Shining and I will be having cocoa, lukewarm,” Cadance said with a nod.

“And, well... I've never had crystal berry juice before. It was nice in the wine. I think I'll have that,” Len said.

“Very good,” the mare said with a bow and a smile. “Enjoy your meal, the beverages will be around shortly.”

“I've been with other royalty before,” Len noted, looking around the dining hall. “But this is so much more casual and pleasant.”

“I can imagine which royalty you mean,” Shining said, getting a surprised titter from his wife. “He's a bit of a pain, isn't he? Nice to know some things never change.”

“Yes, but he has stamina,” Len said, hiding a smile. “Not enough to do actual work or defend himself but he at least had some when I needed him to have it.”

The three went quiet as they ate, sparing only thanks for the servants who brought in the beverages. During the simple meal Len kept flicking her eyes up to Cadance and Shining. They routinely fed each other, often using magic to lovingly and playfully smear crystal berry pieces over their lips. They seemed perfectly in love, just like Shining had said. The actions of the previous night hadn't changed anything.

“Will you be doing any sightseeing today, Len?” Cadance asked.

“I thought about it. I didn't get to see much yesterday. I arrived late in the day and, well...” Len trailed off wish a grin.

“Yes, we invited you over and interrupted your vacation. Despite the good intentions it was a little rude,” Cadance said, looking mock-chastised.

“I don't mind at all!” Len insisted. “This was so very kind of you both.”

“Still, I would like for you to see nice things,” Cadance said. “You could tour the earldoms that make up the largest administrative areas below the Imperium in total. Glittering Vale is the prettiest one and has the largest agricultural yield. But there's not much to do besides look at the splendor, splash around in or sail on a few lakes, buy local produce or tour the Earl's manor. That gets troublesome because the Earl and his wife have seven children... and another on the way.”

“I didn't really want to leave the Imperial city. It's big enough as it is,” Len confessed. 'I was just going to walk the districts.”

“That's very true,” Shining said with a nod. “The districts have their charm, and being an Equestrian I always find it very interesting to go and see the culture that they have.”

“There is an alternative, if we may be slightly more gracious,” Cadance said.

“And what is that?” Len asked.

“You'll probably go see the usual things. Jousting, crystal flugelhorn playing, petting zoos with tiny ewes, all of that. Why not just show you all of that here?” Cadance asked.

“You have all of those things here?” Len inquired.

“We're the palace,” Cadance said with a laugh. “We have all the best versions of those things. Royal guards jousting, the finest crystal flugelhorn band, the softest and most petite sheep. Why not let us entertain you today?”

“Tonight it'll just be one of us,” Shining said into his cocoa, a perverse grin on his face. Cadence nudged him firmly and giggled behind her hand.

Len had missed the comment. She took a few more bites of her oats and nodded. “I don't mind walking around and exploring, seeing all the little nooks and crannies of a new city. But I'd be foolish to turn down a generous offer.”

When breakfast had been concluded Len, Cadance and Shining went off to the palace grounds. Unlike in Canterlot, where the ground were enclosed by the palace itself, the crystal nature of the ground and the 'open' nature of the construction left no room for that. Rather, the upper reaches of the palace contained several circular balcony-like spaces of great size.

Though made of the same material as the rest of the palace they were very deep, and filled with soil which had been sown with grass and other seeds. Surrounding the spaces were sturdy metal-braced fences that allowed for viewing out but didn't allow even small foals to slip out. There were several such spaces, each with a different purposes. Aside from a lush pleasure garden, and a private crystal berry orchard, one was dedicated to jousting, one was an open-air petting zoo, and another was an outdoor concert space.

Len was quite impressed with it all. Despite having been in Canterlot and seen the beautiful, ancient architecture, the glittering crystal surroundings added extra impact to the novelty of being so high in the air yet having solid ground beneath her hooves. For a pegasus it was surprising and yet amusing to her.

Len was taken through the various giant balconies, and allowed ample time to enjoy each one in turn.

She strolled slowly through the lush garden, while the gardeners described the plants that she had never seen before. In the small orchard she was allowed to freely pluck mature crystal berries from the bushes and pop them into her mouth, savoring the taste of the fresh fruit.

On the jousting balcony the whole thing was done much like it was on the ground. The armored guards were drawn along towards one another with ropes and pulleys attached to fancifully decorated wooden 'mounts' carved like mythical figures. Several rounds of guards came at each other, lances clanging against shields, armored bodies hitting the grass-padded ground with a laugh.

The petting zoo was visited last, late in the day. The slowly sinking sun added a golden-purple glow to the whole scene. The edges of the wool on the sheep took on that tone as the light passed through the openings of the fence around the balcony. Len enjoyed herself with the cheery, bleating miniature sheep, letting her fingers linger as she ran them through the curls of their coats.

“That was quite a wonderful day,” Len said, happily strolling along the corridors of the palace between Cadance and Shining.

“I'm glad you're not upset about losing out on a day of exploring the Imperial City,” Cadance said.

“Oh this was wonderful,” Len said cheerfully. “I got the chance to see even more hidden things that others never get the chance to witness.”

“Speaking of that...” Shining said, indicating that they had arrived at Len's bedroom.

“Oh, yes... well, it's less of a surprise tonight but that means that I can look forward to what's going to happen,” Len said, opening the door. “I look forward to seeing what you do tonight.”

Cadance and Shining shared a warm, deep kiss. Their arms slowly twined around each other, pressing tightly front-to-front. Soft, warm moans rumbled from their mouths, and their cheeks just slightly bulged as their tongues teased and explored territory well-known to each other. Their mouths parted and they slowly, almost reluctantly, pulled apart, holding each others' hands. They parted then, Cadance slowly and seductively sauntering her way through the open door and into the guest room.

“See you in the morning, dearest,” Cadance said, huskily, winking at Shining.

“Have lots of fun, dear,” Shining said, blowing a kiss to his wife. He then turned and strolled off.

Len looked a bit confused by the turn of events, closing the door after she watched Shining wander off. “I... I don't understand.”

“We share love with those we think worthy,” Cadance said, leaning against one of the crystal canopy posts. “And we both share it, about equally.”

“Oh...” Len looked down, mouth moving as she tried to gather her thoughts. “This is... this is more than generous of you, your majesty...”

“Please. Cadance, remember?” Cadance said, gently and lovingly.

“Yes, Cadance... but... I am... am not... I mean, I don't like... well... I am not inclined towards mares...” Len said, haltingly and with an unaccustomed quietness.

Cadance stood there, her look turning firm, stern and imperious. “Are you saying that you reject me?”

Len winced at the direct accusation, as well as the rough timbre of Cadance's voice. “N-no! I don't reject... you... I just, I mean...” She was uncommonly flustered by the whole matter, but it was beyond her usual experiences.

Cadance held her petulant look for a moment longer before the masquerade cracked and her mouth twitched upward. A tittering splutter left her lips, followed by a more proper giggle. Eventually she dissolved into tremendous laughter, wiping at her eyes as she watched Len's look turn from flustered to confused. “You should have seen your face! Oh, priceless... oh my...”

“Wh-what was that?' Len asked, somewhere between incredulous and upset.

“Oh forgive me, I like having a bit of harmless fun now and then,” Cadance said, waving a hand dismissively.

“That was... well that was a strange thing to see from a princess, though I know that Celestia has her moments...” Len said as she stroked her chin.

“I'm still a filly compared to them, but you're right, Princess Celestia loves her practical jokes now and again,” Cadance admitted with a lingering laugh. “Still, sorry if I really upset you.”

“But it's true, y- Cadance” Len said, taking a calming breath and regaining her composure. “I do like your company, and you were very kind today, but... I like males.”

“Now, do you like males or do you like what's between their legs?” Cadance asked, with a naughty and playful tone. “Because there are ways to manage that sort of thing.”

“Oh, you mean..?” Len asked, motioning with her head to try and make her implication clear. “I... I never liked those sorts of toys. They just... they have nothing to them. So warmth and feeling, no real passion. N-not that I don't think you couldn't be passionate with one, but there's an emptiness even when using it well.”

“Oh I quite agree,” Cadance said with a nod. “I can't stand those things. I'm the princess of love, so I understand why they exist. And frankly, for some they serve very well. I like passionate happiness and some ponies have managed to make them an important part of their sexuality. But they're not for me.”

“So... what did you mean by managing that sort of thing?” Len asked, slowly tilting her head. “Did you plan to call in a guard or two to give us a few to play with?”

“I planned on only one being played with,” Cadance said, cryptically, a smile dancing on her features. “But first, I wanted to ask you a question. Do you think I look alright? Setting aside your lack of desire for a mare, could you see yourself sexually engaged if I was very close to you while you got that... stallion part that you like?”

Len really considered the question, as her eyes traced over Cadance's figure. She had the perfect look of feminine grace about her, as was befitting for the Princess of Love. Her figure was ample; not corpulent but generous, well-fed and curvaceous, all of it natural and sculpted by, perhaps, some degree of magic but more careful tending of her features. “I think you're very beautiful. And I wouldn't mind you being here while she shared a stallion. I've shared like that before.”

“You're very honest, and generous. I like that in a mare,” Cadance said with a soft laugh and a light wink. “Well, before all that, let me just...” She concentrated, her horn glowing and magic surging. With a flash of light her ruffle-topped, tube-like pink dress vanished.

Her soft and generous breasts bounced out into stark view, lingering jiggles running through them as they swayed and jostled in their freedom. Her rather full and thrust-out rear end was visible with the very slightest turn of her body, a proper complement to her prodigious hips, whose width and easy motion suggested 'birthing' very clearly. She kept some measure of modesty with a pair of pink silk panties, rather fittingly decorated with Shining Armor's Cutie Mark right at the front.

Len stared, somewhat taken aback by the casual revelation, not to mention the very beautiful pink expanse of fecund equinity that was revealed with the vanishing of the dress. She also noted the panties and their mark. “Shining has underwear with your mark...” Len said, unsure about anything else to say beyond that.

“I know, we got them from a special-order design house in Canterlot,” Cadance said with a laugh. “Couple underwear. It's silly but... I feel like it really means something.” She slowly hooked her thumbs into the straps on the side of her panties and dragged them down, letting them drop once they were past the widest part of her hips.

“Well, he certainly seems very devoted to you,” Len noted. “And you seem devoted to him, if you both can share like this. I am the same, so I understand.”

“We much prefer to be honest with one another,” Cadance said, her horn glowing once more, the aura covering Len's clothing. With another flash of light they all vanished, appearing neatly folded on the ground by the bed. The princess dragged her gaze over the exposed form. “We love each other, deeply, with all our hearts. But we can share a certain carnal affection with very special folk, so long as we're being careful about contraception and disease.”

Len stroked her hands somewhat self-consciously over her body. She was in possession of a beautiful figure. But she was not as good at Cadance, and it was obvious. “So are you summoning a noblestallion, or is Shining actually coming back?”

Cadance giggled and gave a cryptic wink. “Oh no. I can do this myself.” Her horn glowed, brighter than before, and with a far deeper pink color.

Magical waves washed over Cadance's body, rippling and rolling along her arms, legs and into her core. The magic concentrated in her belly then sank down in an ever-contracting glow at the meeting point of her thighs. Her plump-lipped sex bulged and morphed, flesh growing and shifting. Her clit expanded and was enclosed in a sheath of flesh, which grew into a most impressive length and thickness, larger than Shining's had been. The fattened curves of her mound drooped into an ample pink sac, which hung heavy with extra-large testes, again larger than Shining's own.

Cadance sighed deeply and moaned as her hands caressed over her trembling body, over the wobbling breasts and across the thick, erect peaks of her nipples, down her rounded tummy and onto the new equipment. Her moan came out as a gasp, fingers pressing into the trembling tube of meat and stroking up and down. The dark pink tip slid up past the lip of the sheath, the head already looking slightly flared and glistening with musky fluid.

Len stared, first in uncertain curiosity then with open awe, jaw dropped by the end of action. “That... that is some impressive magic...”

“I told you I wouldn't need toys,” Cadance teased. “And that you'd only get one male organ. It's all I need.”

“Have you done this a lot?” Len asked, still in a bit of shock.

“A few times. I learned the spell because I thought it might be useful for understanding the sexual pleasure of males. It is, and it's a lot of fun!” Cadance chirped with a giggle. “The experiences of male arousal and orgasm are so different. It's wonderful.”

“I think I'll be fine with this...” Len said, a smile playing across her muzzle at last. She strolled forward and placed a hand on the lowest part of Cadance's swinging balls, giving a gentle squeeze before tracing her fingers up and sliding over the thick and moving sheath.

A deep, low moan poured from Cadance's mouth as her pole surged up, a few inches of solidity coming to the pink length. She reached out to pull Len closer, to grind her growing erection on Len's soft fur. “Shining said you were quite talented.”

“I have my moments...” Len whispered, leaning up to plant a kiss on Cadance's lips. She still wasn't into mares. And it felt unusual to lock lips with another woman. However, she was willing to give it a try; after all, Cadance had gone to the trouble of using a very fun magical spell to give her what she wanted. She tasted the crystal berries on Cadance's tongue, her own twisting around and around in Cadance's mouth.

The hug was odd and awkward, given that both mare had their breasts grinding and sliding against each other. Moans poured into each others' mouths from the grind of nipples against each other, Cadance's being higher and more deeply pleasured thanks to the additional grind of her new endowment.

Hands caressed down both backs, dancing along spines, sliding along the small of their backs. Len pushed her belly out and ground slowly over the fattening sheath, pleasuring the emerging, precum-moistened shaft. She broke the kiss with a gasp and shiver, as the erection grew to a robust size. “I think you're bigger than your husband...”

“It's the magic I can pour into the spell,” Cadance said quietly, panting a bit following the deep kiss. “He doesn't seem to mind. If anything it makes him proud, that his wife is so powerful. Another part of his charm.”

Len let out a sudden, sharp laugh that broke the sensual mood. “You really have Prince Charming, and he wasn't a prince to start with,” she said, pressing her belly more solidly against the bulging sheath and throbbing shaft.

Cadance laughed right along with Len, slowly rolling her hips to grind the firming shaft against her smooth fur. “I think we were all destined to be something. I'm just glad I could make him Prince Charming, he deserves it.”

Len reached down with both hands, each one gingerly grasping a testicle and giving them a slow, sensual stroke. “He was very gracious and generous. Did he give you the details?”

“Of course, he told me every single thing, before we made love,” Cadance said with a dreamy sigh and languid sweep of her arms. She used the motion to embrace Len securely, strong but dainty fingers grasping Len's soft ass and pulling her up.

“Ah! I guess this will make for another good story,” Len breathed, tucking her head and nipping lightly at Cadance's throat, nibbling at the sensitive areas.

“Of course. That's the other part of sharing,” Cadance said, using her princessly strength to lift Len effortlessly up, carrying her across to the bed and laying her out on it. “We have no secrets. No sneaking around and skulking in the dark.”

“I admire you and Shining,” Len softly said, lifting herself up enough to plant another kiss on Cadance's lips. It was shorter than before, but as strong. She then fell back and allowed herself to splay out on the bed. “I didn't say it, but this is my favorite position, because I get to feel...”

“... Balls slapping on on your ass,” Cadance finished, dropping Len a wink. “That's why it's my favorite too. Something about feeling Shining's big stones thumping on me really gets me hot and bothered.”

“I should have guessed you'd understand,” Len said with a laugh, watching as Cadance straddled her body. It was an odd thing to witness, with Cadance's large breasts hanging pendulously down and swaying about, yet also with her stiff and enormous erection jutting from between her wide, birthing hips. Len's hands stroked up Cadance's arms to loosely grab her slim shoulders and squeeze a bit. “You're the Princess of Love after all.”

Cadence slowly lowered the front of her body, heavy chest squishing pleasantly into Len's own, subtle motions moving the breasts around and transferring jiggles through them. She kissed Len gently and stroked a cheek along her own. “I know just how to give pleasure. Now let me show you...”

Len's legs had already lifted, her hooves pointed vaguely towards the ceiling. When Cadance announced her intentions she turned them toward one another and wrapped them just above the swells of Cadance's hips. She crossed them at the ankle, leaving her clinging to the princess' body. A pull of her legs indicated when to begin.

The broad and flat expanse of Cadance's crown mashed strongly against Len's moist and primed sex, her clit flicked gently with the edge of the mushroom tip every so often. A strong roll of Cadance's hips forced the throbbing flesh more firmly against the waiting lips.

The strength of an alicorn again came into play as Cadance bore down on Len's waiting passage. She shoved the cockhead more firmly against the puffy and dewy lips, causing them at last to part. Len groaned loudly, her head thrown back and tossed a bit.

As she had estimated, Cadance was better hung than her husband. Shining's session of lovemaking had giving her a bit of preparation from the encounter, but it was still a stretch. The method of entry also dragged out the proceedings and made it all the more sensuous. She had dropped herself onto Shining, with some speed. Cadance was atop her, and slowly using muscular strength alone to push the pony pole down her passage.

Len's hands slid up under Cadance's arms and settled on her back, right over her shoulder blades and beneath Cadance's wings. The wing anchors were actually stroked by the space between Len's thumb and forefinger. She pressed her fingers into Cadance's back, gently raking with her manicured nails. She was unlikely to break the skin but her finger strength would ensure the furrows in the fur had some discoloration beneath.

The fingertips really dug in when Cadance's insistent shoving finally paid dividends. The thick expanse of pony meat finally parted Len's lips and thrust a few shallow inches into her warm and clutching sex. The walls pressed in tightly and trembled along the pulsing length. The rolling muscles pulled on the piece of meat, trying to draw it down deep.

Cadance moaned softly and panted against Len's neck, giving it a soft nip of her own, followed by a lick and a kiss at the same spot. “Your training has been good to you,” Cadance whispered, her hips giving a languid roll to bury another few inches of her shaft. She was unhurried, letting herself savor the sensation of warmth and wetness over each new segment before she drove another bit of flesh down into Len's eager, swallowing depths.

“I've learned to be strong, as well as sexual,” Len whispered in reply, nuzzling at Cadance's lovely coiffure. Len pulled on her legs, using her training-gained strength to try and push Cadance's tool deep into her. But it was no use. Nature and magic had been kind to Cadance; though Len had worked out for hours a day for years on end and was pulling on the full plumpness of a generous ass and birthing hips, Cadance didn't budge, except to roll her hips back before giving another smooth thrust downward.

Cadance let her medial ring form the barrier between her being slow and her being more carnally speedy. Once the ridge of flesh had passed Len's lips she gave a sharp stab of her hips, driving down a short amount, then continued with it, working at a steady sawtooth pace, pulling back out but driving more in each time.

Lusty moans and cries of passion mingled with the wet squish and squelch of the drilling. Cadance's back arched and her head was thrown up as she reached for the absolute depths. Her wings flared out grandly as her crotch slapped solidly against Len's, and her testicles likewise made a meaty thwack against the squirming pegasus' plump backside.

Two told held together like that, muscles tense and bodies trembling. Len had pulled herself as tight as she could to Cadance, given that both of their breasts were separating them. Cadance kept her arms straight out and pushed against the bed, her wings stretched out and flapping stiffly. Her head was still up, mouth slightly open with moaning pants pouring from between her tightly-pulled lips.

The moment of savoring over Cadance yanked her hips back, pulling practically to the medial ring once more before ramming her hips down and forward, impaling Len's sex with every last inch of her pony meat, and letting her sperm-bloated testicles clap down solidly on Len's padded ass once again. There was only a short delay and a groaning huff between the conclusion of that thrust and the next one, the pull-back and insertion smooth as an oiled piston.

Cadance's ample bubble butt jostled and shook slightly as her muscles flexed. Each thrust drew the cheese in tight while the extractions let them be loose once again. It would have made an excellent show had anyone been there to watch it shake, shimmy and flex. The thumping of full stones on Len's own rear also would have been quite the entertaining spectacle. While Len couldn't see that either, she could at least feel it. A proper testicle thumping, like she hadn't had in a little while. Every thrust was a delight from the depth of penetration and the firm thump of balls on her butt.

Len's own wings fluttered and flexed, flaring out and folding up in time with Cadance's hard and heavy thrusts. She groaned and strained, huffing in time with the pumping of her pussy. She was building up to her climax quickly, driven along the path by all the things she loved in a good session of sex.

Both mares were sheened in sweat, practically seeming to glow in the low, magical light of the room, which was already radiant form the refraction through and reflection from crystal furnishings, walls, floor and ceiling. The soundtrack of the night was a lewd and cacophonous assortment of half-formed words of desire and vulgarity, squeals of impending climax, the slap of flesh-on-flesh, the squish of a thick rod opening Len up well, and the subtle puff of the bed's down being repeatedly compressed and relaxed.

Len climaxed first, as she had before. Her head was tucked down, chin on her chest, mouth held partially open to let her moan and mutter her demands for more. As she reached the height of her climax she threw her head back, against a pillow, mouth pointed to the crystal headboard as she released a cry of utter delight.

The walls of her sex clamped on Cadance's desperately thrusting pole, clinging, almost trying to stop it moving. Her stretched lips faintly squirted her warm and musky mare honey, getting Cadance's testicles with a few small drops. Her body went tense, holding Cadance tighter than before as she was powerfully screwed through the tingling delight of her orgasm. The continued grinding of the shaft against her clit, the deep thrust of the length and the regular thump of testes on her ass kept the pleasure high, though much more muted as she passed the peak and fell down the other side of it.

The constricting tightness of Len's climaxing tunnel proved to be just the thing for getting Cadance worked past the edge. Her tip had been oozing with precum, spitting and splattering the thin and musky fluid deep inside of Len. The flow stopped entirely as her rod trembled and twitched. With a final hard thrust and thump of balls on Len's rear the tip of Cadance's organ flared, and the whole thing nearly jumped as the thick flood of seed gushed down the length of it.

The semen surged out and splattered in thick, heavy globs. It clung to the tightly-pressing walls and to Cadance's own flesh as she deposited heavy glob after heavy glob inside of Len. The flare created an effective barrier, leaving the flood inside, though plenty of it seeped and squeezed past the barrier to be worked through the tightly squeezing channel and slowly drip out of Len's packed pussy.

Cadance collapsed onto Len, both mares panting and quivering lightly. Cadance's pleasure had peaked and finished quickly but her testes were still providing the last few dregs of gooey semen that they had. Len, on the other hand, was being washed in the lingering tingle of her climax, and also savoring the warm pleasure of the sticky seed pooling in her body.

Neither one spoke for some time, beyond moans and huffs of delight. Len, with her meditation-sharpened mind, regained herself first, softly kissing Cadance on the end of the snout. “That was... generous of you as well. You and your husband have both been so kind and wonderful...”

Cadance gave a breathy laugh and returned the kiss, on Len's lips, and slowly shook her head. “It was our pleasure... literally! But yours too, I suppose. Sharing, being honest about affection and tenderness, these are important things that make life all the more beautiful.”

Len nodded, wiggling against the down bed and sighing as she adjusted to the feeling of the slowly-softening shaft sliding from her passage. “It was. This was more than I could have ever hoped for in a vacation. I don't know how it could possibly be better than what I've seen and felt.”

Cadance closed her eyes and squeezed Len securely, her smile hidden by the position of her head. “We'll try to make sure this is a vacation you will remember forever.”