Geoverse: Twilight's Surprise

A few weeks after we got together, Twilight dragged me to Canterlot to spend a weekend at her parent's house. As I took our bags off the train, I watched her greet her family eagerly — though most of that time was spent looking at her curvaceous flanks.

I walked over, bags in hand, and waited patiently for the greetings to come my way. Night Light, Twilight's father, was the first to extend a forehoof to me. I shook it vigorously and soon found myself being kissed on the cheeks by Twilight Velvet, Twilight's mother — though she pretty much ordered me to call her 'Velvet.'

Pleasantries aside, Night Light and Velvet led the way to their spacious manor house. Within seconds of getting inside, the bags had been unceremoniously dumped in a cupboard and I had thrown myself onto the couch, to which Twilight giggled.

"Oh, Geo," she said. "You can't be that tired."

"Oh, but I am." I feigned a yawn. "I've been up since six forty-five this morning... I'm still not used to these early days."

Twilight glanced at her parents. "He started work late back home, so he usually slept in until noon." she poked me with a forehoof. "Though you'd think that I'd have had him well trained by now."

I sat upright. "Don't start with that, Twilight," I said. "Because we both know how much you've taken to sleeping in lately — especially after we've... well, you know."

Twilight blushed as Night Light cleared his throat. "I know what you mean as well," he said sternly. "And I just want to tell you both right now that there won't be any of that in this house. I come from a very traditionalist family, and I don't approve of doing that before you are married. So, to get that point across, the two of you will be sleeping in separate rooms for the duration of your stay."

"Okay, Dad." Twilight sighed. "No funny business, we get it." She turned to me and mouthed a quick 'Sorry.'

"You have my word, Night Light," I said. "I solemnly swear that I will keep my man parts away from your daughter while I am here."

Twilight facehoofed, though Night Light seemed satisfied and nodded. "Glad to hear it, Geo," he said. "Now, Twilight, let us get dinner started, shall we? I'm sure your mother could use the help."

Twilight didn't say anything as she followed her father into the kitchen — though she did slug me in the gut as she passed by.

***

After a hearty dinner of pasta and garlic bread, followed by an evening of conversation and games, it was time for bed. True to his word, Night Light put Twilight and I in separate rooms. She was in her old room, while I was in Shining Armour's — who was away on holiday with Cadence in Manehatten.

But as the lights went off across the house, plunging it into darkness, I already had an idea forming in my mind. I waited for half an hour, just so I could be sure that everypony was asleep, before I finally decided it was safe to make my move.

I crept out of bed and slowly opened the door to my room. Poking my head out, I scanned the darkened corridor for any sign of movement. Happy that there was nopony around, I slunk down the hall, avoiding the creaky floorboards.

I opened the door to Twilight's room, where I could barely make out her sleeping form in the gloom. I slowly walked over to the bottom of the bed and climbed in, inching my way upwards until I was at her waist, then kissed her on the nose and grinned.

"Hey, beautiful," I whispered. "I know I told your dad I'd keep my dick out of you — but if memory serves me correctly, I didn't say anything about keeping my hands to myself, if you catch my drift."

With those words I gently parted her hind legs, revealing her marehood in all its glory. Licking my lips, I slowly trailed a finger along it — Twilight letting out a pleased coo at my touch. It wasn't long before I felt her excitement gathering, which was more than enough of a prompt for me to stop teasing and get to work.

Slowly, gently, I slid two fingers inside Twilight's entrance. Her hind legs kicked involuntarily at the sensations coursing through her, but she still continued sleeping. Undeterred by this, I began to thrust my fingers into her — slowly at first, but it didn't take me long to build up a suitable speed.

Twilight started whimpering, murmuring incoherently as she slept. She thrashed around, forehooves gripping the sheets as tightly as she could while I continued to fingerbang her.

"You're probably thinking this is one hell of a dream," I said. "Well trust me, babe, it isn't." I removed my fingers from her, listening to her pant as though she had just ran a hundred marathons. "I can't believe you're actually sleeping through this." I grumbled. "No matter, let me try another tactic."

I got my head between her legs, slowly drawing my tongue across her sweet folds and savouring her delectable flavour. Twilight moaned in ecstasy, her forelegs finding their way atop my head as if spurring me to continue.

I slipped my tongue inside her, lapping at her innermost places like a dog at a water bowl — the pleasured cries of the mare above me sounding like the greatest of symphonies.

Minutes passed before she arched her back, gripped the sheets tighter than ever, let out one final cry of bliss and then hit her orgasm. A wave of fluids washed over my face and tongue, staining the sheets with her precious nectar. I licked up as much as I could and gave her one last kiss, getting out the bed.

"I expect the same treatment, Twi," I whispered. "And make it happen soon, because I feel like my balls are about to explode."

Twilight sighed in satisfaction as I crept towards the door and opened it, checking again for any signs of life in the hall. I cast one final glance back at the sleeping form of my beloved and quickly retreated to my own room — eagerly awaiting what I hoped would be the best blowjob I had ever received.

***

As the door closed, the mare in the bed stirred slowly. She looked around at the darkened room, her eyes slowly becoming used to the gloom, and soon cast them downwards — coming to rest upon the soaked bedsheets. As she contemplated what was going on the door opened again, revealing a figure illuminated by candlelight.

"Huh?" she asked. "Who's that?"

"It's me, honey," a male voice replied. "I just had to finish off some paperwork – which was really, really, really boring – and now I'm ready for a good night's sleep."

"That's a shame," she replied. "Because I've just had the most amazing dream – which made me come like a freight train, by the way – and I'm now desperate for a seriously good fucking."

The male swallowed audibly. "But—"

"I don't care if you're tired, or if anypony hears us," the mare snapped. "Get over here right now, and see to it that I am screaming your name within the next few minutes."

The stallion grinned and trotted over to the bed, pausing for a moment before he leaned in and kissed the mare on the lips.

"Right away," he replied. "My dear Velvet."