One Night with Celestia

Lavender’s eyes went wide, his pupils shrank to the size of peas, his heart felt like it skipped a beat or two, and his hooves felt like lead weights. Was she serious, or was this an elaborate joke on her part? He almost expected her to start laughing and say something like ‘You should see the look on your face’. No, her expression did not change. She really wanted to do this.

“What? I’ve seen the way you look at me,” she said. “You just lie back and I’ll take care of everything,” she led him over to the bed.

This wasn’t a joke; it was real. Lavender knew this as he climbed into the bed and lied on his back. She followed in his wake, straddling over top of him. Quick as a bolt of lightning, she locked him into a deep, passionate kiss, her tongue finding its way into his mouth. She pulled away and began kissing a trail down his body starting with his neck, then onto his chest, and then finally stopping at his midsection. She snuck a peek at his lower reaches and gave him an ‘oh my’ look. Before Lavender could react, the mare retraced the same path down but this time using her tongue. His whole body shuddered at the feeling of her wet tongue as she dragged it across his body, eventually finding its way back up to his mouth in another passionate kiss. Any nervousness or stress he was feeling quickly disappeared.

As the kiss went on, one of her hooves made its way down between her hind legs in an effort to warm herself up a bit. She moaned a bit as her hoof caressed her sweet spot. Pausing for a moment, she let her hoof run along his length which was now fully unsheathed. A tingling sensation radiated through Lavender’s body as her now wet hoof touched him.

Celestia repositioned herself into a more comfortable position. She let out a small gasp as the familiar feeling of a stallion inside her took over.

She used her legs and hips in unison to rock herself back and forth in an undulating motion. She made sure no movement was wasted. After being alive for over a thousand years, she learned a thing or two about pleasing a stallion. She bent down and locked him in yet another passionate kiss as she started moving her a hips a little faster.

She ran the same hoof that she used to service herself earlier through his dark brown mane. Normally something like that would have been a bit gross, but Lavender didn’t care at this point. It didn’t matter if his whole body was covered in her sex juices. He was more focused on the mare that was pleasuring him at the moment.

She took his forelegs with hers and placed his hooves on her hips. Once he had a firm grip, she leaned back, almost horizontal, while supporting herself with her forelegs, and still grinding her hips back and forth. This caused her engorged clitoris to peak out from her labial folds. It sent shudders throughout her body whenever something stimulated it which caused her to let out a few sharp moans. Her clitoris seemed to beckon Lavender to touch it, which he complied seeing as how she was already supporting her body weight with her forelegs. He took one hoof, keeping the other firmly planted on her hips, and started gently massaging her clitoris in a circular motion. The direct stimulation caused the shudders through Celestia’s body to become much more violent. She pushed her hips forward in an attempt to get more pleasure from his hoof. Lavender didn’t let up; he kept working her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. It wasn’t long before she cried out in ecstasy as the stimulation sent her over the top.

Lavender didn’t need to hear her cry out to know she had gotten off; he felt it as her pelvic muscles contracted around his penis. It was a feeling he rather enjoyed, and always tried to make sure that the mare came first.

Celestia slowly brought herself back to an upright position. Her eyes locked with Lavender’s like a predator eying its prey; her long mane hung sensually around her body. It seemed to move with a mind of its own, no doubt from her magic. Her first orgasm had barely subsided before she wanted another one, and she wanted it now. She started grinding her hips back and forth at a much faster pace to coax out one more orgasm. Both of Lavender’s forelegs had returned to her hips as if he was holding on for dear life.

He felt a pressure begin to build in his lower region. It would be any second now. His breathing intensified. Celestia sensed this and thrust her hips downward, driving him deeper inside her. This sent him over the edge. He released. Waves of pleasure coursed through his body; he felt that usual warm feeling as his seed worked its way into her womb. Celestia moaned in ecstasy as she climaxed for the second time shortly afterwards. Her horn lit up and sparks shot from it almost like fireworks going off at the Summer Sun Celebration. She savored every last moment of her orgasm before collapsing down on top of him, her breathing, heavy.

“That was amazing,” Lavender exclaimed after catching his breath.

“I know,” Celestia replied as she kissed him one last time.

After what seemed like an eternity, she slowly rolled over, wincing a bit as his penis slid out of her sensitive marehood. With a happy sigh, she came to a rest next to him. Using her magic, she levitated a pack of cigarettes and a lighter off the nightstand. She already had a massage and some spontaneous sex, she figured she may as well have a celebratory cigarette to top it all off. She lit the cigarette and took a short drag on it.

“Cigarette?” she offered one to Lavender.

“Sure,” he said. He’d indulge a bit for one night.

Still using her magic, she lit one and offered it to him. He took a drag on it, savoring the flavor. These weren’t the cheap ones that you got at the general store for only a few bits. Only the best for Celestia.

“So,” he started, trying to make some small talk. “What’s it like being the ruler of Equestria?”

She took a long drag on her cigarette while she pondered his question.

“Long days and barely any free time,” she exhaled the smoke up toward the ceiling.

“I can imagine.”

“Well, it’s actually a little better since Luna came back,” she explained “but after doing the job by myself for so long, ponies still look to me for guidance. Some days it gets a little overwhelming,” she took another drag of her cigarette. “What about you? What’s your story?”

Lavender thought for a bit.
“About the same as any other pony. All throughout school I struggled to find what I was good at,” he recalled. “I tried different things, all with varying results. I even applied for the royal guard, if you can believe that. Didn’t get in because my aptitude scores weren’t that great. Turns out I was good at being a masseuse, and then this baby appeared,” he pointed to his cutie mark, a golden colored lotus. “After a couple of years, I quit working at the spa because I felt that job was more of a hobby, plus the pay wasn’t all that good. I applied here as a groundskeeper because the pay was a little better, and I’ve been doing this ever since.”

“I think being a masseuse suits you,” she said, recalling her earlier massage.

“Thanks.”

“What kind of name is Lavender Bloom for a stallion?” she took a drag of her cigarette.

“Parents wanted a filly,” Lavender chuckled a bit. “Instead, they got a colt, and they just kept the name they already had picked out. I took a lot of shit for it when I was in school.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“It was fine,” he said. “As I got older, that whole joke about my name eventually died out.”

She took one last drag on her cigarette, then dashed it out in the ashtray on the nightstand.

“I’m going to take a shower,” she shot him a sly wink as she got out of the bed. “Feel free to join me if you want,” she sauntered off toward the bathroom.

Smiling, Lavender dashed out his cigarette and followed suit. The bathroom was just as grand as the bedroom. White and gold seemed to be the general color scheme. Two sinks in a white marble counter lined the wall on the right. On the left was the shower which was as large as a walk-in closet and had shower heads coming out of every possible spot in the walls and ceiling.

Celestia had already begun to bathe herself using her magic to work a soapy brush around her body. Lavender felt like a pervert watching her bathe as he stepped in. Despite those feelings, he used a spare brush to wash himself. Nothing of any significance happened while the two were in the shower, much to Lavender’s disappointment.

Feeling better after that long, hot shower, Lavender figured he’d help clean up since the bed was a mess and the sheets had a few stains on them. No one ever said sex was clean. He was barely able to touch the bed before Celestia levitated the sheets, pillows, and blanket up into the air. Just as soon as the contents were a clear of the bed, a fresh set of sheets floated in and expertly assembled themselves on the bed.

“Well, okay then,” Lavender said. Unicorn magic never ceased to amaze him.

Now, he figured he could at least help carry the soiled sheets to the laundry room to be washed. Again, just as he was about to pick them up, Celestia grabbed them with her magic.

“It’s okay, I’ll take care of the laundry,” Celestia said. “If anyone sees you leaving my bedroom holding a load of soiled sheets, questions will be asked.”

She had a point.

“Just wait here, I’ll be right back,” she added.

“Okay. I’ll just…be right here.”