Chapter 1: The Day has Come

It was a seemingly calm night, quiet save for one corner of the castle filled with echoing moans emanating from the princess’s chambers. Within the room Princess Celestia laid on her bed moaning as she fondled her breast with one hand while the other pinched her nipple. Hunched over her a guard in a state of undress was rapidly pumping his dick into her sloppy wet cunt.

“Yes, more fuck me more!” The princess begged, “Don’t stop don’t ever stop!”

The guard panted as he continued to fuck his ruler, his dick constantly be squeezed, and sucked, and massaged by the incredible snatch swallowing his cock. It was the most incredible sex he’d ever had and it might very well end him. He couldn’t hold back much longer, he was at his limit, and finally hilted himself into her majesty with a grunt before release everything he had to give.

After a few moments the guard removed himself from the cream filled pussy and fell to his side unconscious, dead to the world with his penis hanging limp and useless.

Celestia had been enjoying the feel of her partner’s hot load of jizz pouring into her only to realize that his cum was the only thing inside her. Sitting up she looked at her spent lover as she began fingering herself to prevent the orgasm she had nearly reached from escaping her.

“Are you done already?” She asked disappointedly then looked around the room, “Alright, who’s up for another round?”

Searching for a replacement, all she could find were dozens of guards passed out from exhaustion their cocks as spent as they were. Even the female guards laid asleep, double-ended dildos hanging out of their worn out vaginas.

“Hello? Is there anyone ready for another go?” Celestia asked with panic in her voice as her hand franticly finger-blasted her hunger pussy. “Someone has to be awake. Wake up everyone. I command all of you to wake up!

No one even stirred as she yelled orders at them. Celestia fell back onto her bed and began working finger from both hands into her eager cunt trying to catch that orgasm that was eluding her.

“Please, someone, anyone fuck me.” She pleaded, “Wake up and fuck me! I order you to fuck me! I demand that all of you get up and fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!!
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Celestia awoke with gasp, her body hot and sweaty as she panted to catch her breath. With the light of the moon coming thought her window she could see the familiar sight of her room as she lay alone curled up in her bed. It didn’t seem right being alone, she could have sworn there were many keeping her company. Thoughts of the numerous sweaty, amorous guards fresh in her mind when she realized it had been a dream.

It had been a very pleasant dream where she had been banged by many lovers first in groups of three having all three of her holes filled, then some one-on-one action as her tiring partners ran a train on her so the remaining members of her harem could rest and continue Celestia’s carnal affair. The only problem with the fantasy was the one aspect of it that was too well rooted her reality. Try as they did the guards had been unable to complete satisfy their princess who proved to be insatiable. While they had managed to make her cum, every orgasm she had experienced had only whetted her already immense appetite.

The thought of continuing the orgy, with her at the center, was enticing even knowing that it was only a dream. She could still imagine the continuing stimulation within her vagina, practically feeling herself being fucked vigorously. Celestia let out a shuddering sigh at the thought and realized it was more than her imagination. Looking down her body she found that her hands had journeyed down between her legs and were already furiously at work stimulating her pussy with one hand shoving three of her long slender fingers in while the other hand focused on rubbing her clitoris trying to coax a real orgasm out of her.

Celestia laid there, angry at herself, as she tried to stop masturbating only for to be refused by fingers lost to the will of her libido. She knew it was pointless, knew that even if she managed to cum it was be a pathetic excuse of an orgasm. Still she was lost to the pleasure of her actions unable to resist the call of ecstasy waiting for her as the pressure started to build inside her. Time passed and she worked tirelessly trying to reach her end, the building pressure telling her that she was close but already knowing that what was coming would be disappointing. Finally she reached her goal, her body shuddered and a ripple of pleasure gently washed over her body.

All too soon the feeling ended and the moment Celestia regained her senses she tore her hands away from her neither region. She knew that if she lingered for even a moment her urges would send her fingers back into herself for another session of unfulfilling pleasure.

Celestia looked at the offending fingers, now covered in her pussy juices. A part of her wanted to lick fingers and remind herself of her own sweet taste, but another part was disgusted with her actions. She knew better than to give into these urges, that it would only be a waste of time and effort.

‘Time!’, Celestia though as she sat up with a start and looked over to the clock on her nightstand. She let out a sigh of relief to find that it was still not yet time for her to raise the sun. She moved to sit on the edge of her bed seeing that it was not so early that she could get more sleep. Sitting there she looked down at her at her sweat covered body, the moonlight allowing her to see she large breasts and erect nipples through her drenched, now see-thru nightie.

Her frustration was nearly maddening, as she thought about how a beautiful lascivious woman like her could be burden with an insatiable libido but an inability to enjoy it. In her youth she had so much fun with numerous lovers. Her favorite lovers were the large men. Not just men with large cocks, but tall, muscular, men with big strong arms. Arms that could hold tight and make her feel safe, arms that could pick her up and toss her onto the bed, arms that could force her again the wall lift and her up off the floor while he railed her with long powerful strokes.

Skinny or fat men had their uses, able to get the job done all those centuries ago. But nothing turned her on more than someone who towered over her with rippling muscles, big pecs, and well defined six-pack abs. She loved mounting strong men, controlling the sex or otherwise being mounted and wrapping her long legs around her lover ensuring that they could only release their hot seed into her hungry pussy until it overflowed.

The thought excited her libido and the urge to seek out another orgasm grew nearly out of control. She gripped the edge of her bed struggling to stop them from returning to her vagina for more fruitless work. If only she had a lover to savage her body like an animal in heat, but not anyone would do. Unfortunately her ideal partner had become difficult to find in recent centuries, with only tall or muscular men available but not a tall muscular man was to be found in Equestria.

Now she sat there trying to rein in her lust to prevent more failure that would only lead to her feeling even more horny throughout the day. After a couple of minutes she managed to regain control of herself and released her grip confident that her hands would not betray her again.

Waving a hand of to the side the light of her bathroom lit up providing her with a guiding light to her shower so she could prepare for the day. She accepted that the only thing that would help her, other than a mind breaking orgasm, would be an ice cold shower. It was an unfortunate fact that she had gotten use to such showers over the past few months waking up horny nearly every single day. Today was easily one of the worst, which meant it would be pointless to keep the shower cool and comfortable, and only the coldest setting would be able to douse the fire burning within her loins.

After removing her sweat and pussy soaked nightie and panties, Celestia stepped into the shower and waved her hand again turning the cold water at the highest pressure. The cold stream of water struck her chest shocking her system. But an even bigger shock than the freezing cold was the intense tingling of the hard jets of water created against her breast and hard nipples. Ironically instead of smothering the fire inside her the sensation from the shower was only fanning the flames. She stepped back to spare her breast a further onslaught only to make the mistake of changing the showerhead’s target to from her nipple, to her navel, then to her vagina where a stray jet struck her erect clit.

Celestia whole body tingled as the flame deep within her sex erupted into an inferno that warmed her whole body despite freezing water bearing down on her. She slapped her palms on the tiled walls, curling her fingers trying to grab something to help restrain her hand but nothing was to be found and again her hands betrayed her. Listening once again to the false promises her pussy made of boundless pleasure reaching highs she never imagined.

She leaned against the wall her as fingers aggressively invaded her tunnel of love stroking and petting every part of her they could reach being careful not to block the water jets that struck her clitoris feeling only the force of the water but none of the chill as the hot nectar of her sex coated her fingers. With the feeling of lubrication on her hands, one set of fingers took a detour and plunged into her backdoor. The stimulation was incredible and Celestia could no longer hold back her moans of pleasure, but in the end the extra effort would not make any difference.

Her feet began to slipped and she slide down the wall and onto floor, but remained undeterred as she continued fingering both her holes, now moaning with abandon, as the water continued to stimulate her body with its tingling jets.

Again her body technically orgasmed, though her fingers did not wish to stop trying bring more pleasure on top of what little her supposed climax gave. Disappointed again Celestia pull her fingers out of pleasure holes, angry at herself again. She used that anger to fuel her focus on finishing her shower soaping and shampooing faster than she normally did.

Stepping out of the shower Celestia grabbed a towel and began drying herself off, hair, upper body, legs, then mistakenly began drying between them. The feel of the towel sent a new shot of pleasure through her, pushing back her anger and bring her libido back to the front of her mind.

“No.” She said, removing the towel. “Not again, that’s enough for today.”

She then started to lightly dab the towel against her crotch trying not to rub against her clit or her lower lips. However, try as she might her attempt to dry her private spot, it would only leak rivulets of her desire in response. Giving up she wiped her thighs dry and tossed the towel with her laundry.

That done she walked over to her mirror and looked at her reflection in annoyance taking slow deep cleansing breaths. Calming down she couldn’t help but consider the state of her body, now well over a thousand years old she resembled a woman in her twenties and a sexy one at that.

Finally pushing away the lustful thoughts of being filled and turned her mind to more arrogant thoughts of how erotic her body was. She had beautiful face, lovely eyes, long aurora colored hair on top of a body with amazing curves and long luscious legs. Her rear end was a big tight heart shaped pillow with perfectly thick thighs, the left of which was adorned with her large sun cutie mark matching the smaller cutie mark on her left upper arm.

As impressive as those parts of her body was, Celestia was most proud of her generous G cup breasts resting in a surprisingly perky position on her chest. Their ample size would have almost too large on most women, but standing at six-foot-even her breasts seemed to be at a more reasonable proportion. While the weight of them caused her breasts to sag ever so slightly, they held themselves up well against gravity sitting round and firm. Often this left most people to questioning whether they were implants, either in whispers or asked outright by the nobles who often followed that up with who her plastic surgeon was.

It was annoying having to convince people that her body was one hundred percent natural, or perhaps supernatural, unsure whether it was the magic that kept her alive and young for over a millennium that also prevented her large tits from drooping down like most would expect from breast that size. Regardless of what people thought of her looks, natural or otherwise, she loved that men lusted for her and women envied her.

Even her own guard would seek looks or blatantly stare at her body, often with large bulges in their pants straining to be free. Her mind wondered to memories of when she used to have guards, sometimes entire squads of them, service her during times like these. Some of her favorite cocks had belonged to her guards though it had been centuries since she found a guard that satisfied cravings.

Still there had been some incredible cocks to be found among her guard, she was especially fond of the few members that stood eye to eye with her. They had simply wrecked her tight cunt almost ruining her for future lovers. She was thankfully saved by same the magic that helped her heal from injury which seemed to restore her pussy to the same tightness it had before having popped her cherry. After countless partners and being stretched by the thickest cocks she could find, she was still tight enough to take pleasure from even one of her finger though that had never be enough to satisfy even before her problems in bed.

It was not fair to suffer like this. She was blessed in so many ways only to be cursed in the worst manner. She didn’t deserve this punishment for all the good she had done ruling over her kingdom with love and understanding for over the past thousand years. She deserved to find relief from her frustrations, deserved a long, thick penis plunging into soft tight folds filling her up to her breaking point before flooding her womb with equally huge loads of cum until she was right to burst. All the while big strong hands toyed with her body, fondling her breast, teasing her nipples, squeezing her ass, rubbing her love button.

Celestia opened her eyes staring at her reflection’s flush face, her hand tightly gripping the edge of the counter. Her pussy dripping wet, resulting in a puddle forming on the floor.

“I said stop it!” She scolded herself in the mirror. “I can’t keep doing this, not when I have responsibilities and commitments to keep. I can’t waste time with doing this when it’s not even worth the effort! Please, I have to stop getting distracted like, stop thinking about jumping every man with a decent bulge in his pants, stop soaking my panties when I inspect the guards training regiments, or fantasying about guards working out in the gym stripping me down and using me for…”

Celestia’s body trembled eagerly to commanding her to pullout one of her long hiding toys, jump back into bed and complete the mission she had been given and failed to complete every day for months. Again summoning her will she stilled her body and brought her breathing back under control.

“Okay, let’s try this again.” She said in a calm tone addressing her reflection. “Just be patience please, I promise to take care of this. I already have plans deal with this problem. I have worked my sweet butt off these past couple of months taking care of everything I need to handle here. I’ve cleared my schedule moving up important meetings and public appearances and pushing back petty and/or unimportant meetings and private get-togethers. I have two whole weeks free to take care all these frustrations and then some. I just need to be patience until…”

“…until…” She repeated and paused again. Celestia rushed back to her bedroom and straight to her desk picking up her calendar and held it up to the light pouring in from the bathroom. The days were X’d out up to today which was circled and filled with exclamation marks.

“It’s here, it’s finally here!” She exclaimed, “A thousand years of near nonstop work with hardly a day off here and there and now it’s finally come. I’m going on vacation and I’m gonna get laid!”

A familiar tingle from between her legs grabbed Celestia’s attention, but this time it wasn’t from the usual demands for immediate gratification. This was excitement and anticipation of what was to come.

“Just a little longer,” Celestia said, speaking to her quivering snatch, “Today we relax, and tonight I find someone to feed our hunger.”
Celestia quickly put on a pair of clean white panties from her dresser, forgetting flow of juice from within, and wrapped herself in a sheer white robe matching the nightie she had been wearing before. She then hurried out the door, for it was time to meet up with her sister and greet the day.

Author's Note

So my first Fimfiction story, hope you enjoy it this start to it. Especially those of you how remember or otherwise saved the original version by Dewitt-Enterprises.