Chapters Princess Celestia sat opposite to the stallion at the small dinner table, watching as he nervously sipped his wine. She could tell that he was trying very hard to not appear nervous. But she'd seen this so many times before. The evening was not going at all like he had expected. Oh, sure, he was enthusiastic to be greeted in the castle foyer by Princess Celestia after receiving an invite to a Royal Dinner. But when it became clear that it would be just the two of them, and not a large gathering, his emotional walls went up.
She could see it in his face. The gears working behind his eyes. Every mannerism carefully planned as so to not offend. "Did I use the appropriate fork for the salad? " He'd wonder. "Is my wine glass on the correct side of my plate? " She would watch his eyes quickly dart to her table setting, and then checking his own for correctness, and adjusting accordingly. On a few similar occasions, she would intentionally miss-arrange her dining accouterments, just to mess with them. But not tonight. She'd even purposely taken the lower of the two seats so as to not tower over him with her height.
He kept an even pace with her as they dined. Making sure to eat neither faster nor slower than she. He took small bites and chewed quietly. Just as a polite colt should. Celestia wanted nothing more than to just shovel the whole bowl into her mouth and chew with her mouth open, loudly. It had been a long day and the paltry salad would not fill the ravenous craving she harbored.
"Did you enjoy your salad?" she asked. The stallion's head snapped to attention so quickly at the sound of her voice in the otherwise silent room, that she feared that he'd injured himself. If he had, he gave no indication.
"Oh yes, Your Highness! It was fantastic!" he said, with more enthusiasm than any salad called for. Especially not this one. It was small, and most of the ingredients in it were at the end of their season. Even the lettuce was limp and pale. She could have made a better dish herself, if given the chance.
"Please, call me Celestia," she said, taking her gold tiara and placing it on the corner of the table. With a hoof she brushed back her waving mane slowly. "Or just Tia even," she said with smirk accompanied by a seductive wink. He cut a quick glance toward the closed door as though he was expecting to be accosted by the royal guards for seeing her without her helm of office.
"I- uh, I don't think tha- that would be appropriate," he stammered.
"Oh, well, what's wrong with being a little-" she unclasped her gold, jeweled collar and let it slip from her shoulders, "... inappropriate-" Celestia pulled the ornate golden shoes from her hooves, setting them on the floor one by one with a metallic clink. "Every once in a while," -clink- "behind closed doors?" -click- It was strange, seeing her without her accessories. But somehow, with the tiny bits of gold removed, she seemed especially bare. Naked.
"Uh, um, I uh-" He felt a tug at his tie and she manipulated it with her magic.
"Come on. You can't tell me that you're actually comfortable in that suit," she said as she pulled the tie free and undid the first button. "There now. Relax!" She punctuated the statement with a smile.
"Princess-"
"Please, call me Tia." He stopped in mid sentence after she'd cut him off, unsure of how to proceed. "What? is it a crime to have dinner with one's princess?"
"I- I don't know. I'm not particularly well-versed on Equestrian law." He drank the rest of his wine with a deft speed that she hadn't expected from him. "I suppose that you would be the expert." Her frustration grew with each passing moment.
"I am. And it's not. So you don't need to be so nervous. I just wanted a casual dinner. So relax," she said, a bit more curt than she had intended. "Now then, tell me- and forgive me for being direct, but-" She shifted her chair closer, "are you... romantically involved?" She knew perfectly well that he was not.
"N- no." His new-found stutter became increasingly exacerbated.
"Would you like to be?" she asked.
"B- But Your Highness, I thought this was going to just be-"
"Dinner?" she finished his sentence and motioned to the table. He looked down at his plate. It was empty. The dinner part of her 'casual dinner' had concluded. "How about dessert?" She put her hoof on his lap. "Do you want it right here on the table? Or would you prefer to eat out-" She stood, flicking his nose with her tail, heavy with her scent, "on the balcony?"
"I- I ah- AURGH!" He turned away at the last second and retched onto the floor. Celestia sighed and gathered up her collar, crown and shoes, heading for the door.
"Guards!" she called out. The door opened and a royal guard walked in, passing her as she walked out.
"Princess! Your Highness!" The stallion called out. "I'm sorry! I was just nervous! Forgive me, please!"
"I would." Celestia said from the doorway without even turning around. "If only you had done the one thing I asked." Behind her, the guard gave a clipboard to the pony.
"Please sign this non-disclosure affidavit affirming that you will not discuss tonight's events with anypony," the guard said, passing the clipboard to him as the other offered a ready towel.
"I asked you to call me Tia." She walked out of the room. "And stop treating me like a princess!"
Princess Celestia stormed out into the castle's grand hallway, nearly colliding with her sister, Princess Luna. "Ah, Tia. We were not expecting to see you up and about this late. You are usually the 'early to bed, early to rise' sort." Celestia gave her a tired look. Luna glanced past her into the small dining room where the two guards were busy cleaning up the stallion and collecting paperwork while the other staff tended to the table and mess on the floor. "Oh, was that tonight?" Luna asked. Celestia only nodded and continued walking with Luna astride her. "Another 'puker' we see," Luna commented. Celestia sighed in frustration. Not as her sister's inquiries, but at the situation itself.
"I don't know what it is," she said.
"Do not take it personally. We are sure that it is not anything revolting about you, sister. Rather the stallions simply lack the control of their anxiety." Luna said matter-of-factly.
"That's just it!" Celestia said. "I hate that they are anxious around me! I just want to have a normal relationship with somepony."
"Tia! You wound us!"
"I mean other than you, of course," Celestia said.
"What of your student, Twilight Sparkle?"
"She is a good friend. But even her behavior is... reserved around me. And she's always so eager to try to impress, as though she still feels that she is being tested." She shook her head. "I just want somepony who acts around me as an equal. At least for a night!" Luna listened patiently. It was not often that her elder sister complained of a problem that she could not solve herself. Luna felt privileged to offer her advice.
"Perchance our new ally, Discord?" Luna asked, trying to keep the smirk from her face. Celestia cut her eyes at her. "He certainly seems to have no difficulty displaying a comfortable familiarity around you." Celestia scoffed. If it was one characteristic Discord lacked, it was subtlety. And he made no attempt to mask his feelings toward the alabaster alicorn in the past. But of late, it seem that he has become quite taken with Fluttershy. Although as she understood it, it was a romantically unrequited affection.
"Nothing about that draconequus is normal," Celestia said. "I want a normal relationship. I'd even take a one-night-stand at this point for pony's sake. Do you have any idea how long it has been since I-" Celestia blushed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be complaining about this sort of thing to you. I'm sure it has been longer for you with your... time away, and the difficulty of re-acclimating to modern times." Luna just smiled. Celestia recognized it. That look that her sister had. That certain I-know-something-you-don't-know look. "Luna?"
"Hmm?"
"Have you? Since your return?" Celestia asked. Luna only smiled wider. It was a testament of truth that needed no words. "But, but how?"
"Tia," Luna said smugly, "Surly you are familiar with the mechanics of the act. You see, when two ponies love eachother-"
"You know perfectly well what I meant!" Celestia snapped. Luna, for her part, was thoroughly enjoying herself.
"You of all ponies should know by now that we are the expert of all activities nocturne," Luna said, raising a coy eyebrow, "Particularly when it comes to regarding the carnal delights of the flesh."
"That's a very flowery way of describing promiscuity." Celestia growled.
"She said, after verbally hoping for a, 'one-night-stand'." Luna mocked.
"Touchè." Celestia grumbled. They continued to walk together, outside into the castle courtyard gardens. "May I ask who it was?"
"You may." Luna said, leaving a long pause. These little conversational jabs annoyed Celestia to no end, much to Luna's personal pleasure.
"So?" Tia pressed. "Who was it?"
"I don't know." Luna answered.
"You didn't even know his name?" Celesta asked incredulously.
"'His?' You presume too much." Luna replied.
"Hers then! Stallion, mare, I don't judge your preference. But you slept with a pony and you didn't even know her name." Celesta said, incredulously.
"Slept with? What an inaccurate euphemism for the act. You can be assured that nopony was sleeping."
"Luna-"
"Her name, his name."
"Don't play the pronoun game."
"Their names." Luna said, coy as ever.
"Names!? As in plural!?" she asked in astonishment. Luna said nothing, basking in the moment. It was not often that she saw Celestia surprised by anything. But the concept of her younger sister consorting with multiple anonymous sexual partners was apparently one of them.
"We can not believe that this surprises you." Luna said.
"I just- I never even knew. Never even suspected!" Celestia said, still reeling from the revelation.
"Tia, you have been our sister for over a millennium. You know us better than any other pony by far. But the things that you don't know about us, we could just about squeeze into the Ghastly Bucking Gorge!" Luna said. Celestia was quiet for a long while. Luna hadn't meant for the comment to slight her so deeply. But Celestia couldn't help but feel guilty for letting things slide back to the way they had been before Luna's banishment; with Celestia overseeing the day and the 'important' things, and Luna raising the moon and doing little else. Worse so, she had been failing to spend the time she had promised with her little sister. Celestia had always put the welfare of the realm first, at the sacrifice of all else. It was no shock that Luna's activities of late would escape Celestia's notice.
"You're right," she sighed. "I've been taking you for granted again. And I'm sorry. I'm still getting used to not having to do everything myself."
"You needn't carry Equestria on your shoulders. Princess Twilight has always been there in times of trouble. And the realm can take care of itself when it must. You do our subjects a discredit with your lack of faith. They are stronger than you may believe."
"I know they are," Celestia said. They took a pause in their stroll through the castle garden, stopping by the fountain. Tia sat on the stone bench. Luna joined her and they just listened to the water for a while.
"We did not mean to make this talk quite so serious," Luna said, breaking the lull in the conversation. "You had asked us for advice and we made you feel guilty."
"It's alright. I'm just glad to be able to talk with you."
"We are too," Luna said. Celestia shifted in her seat a bit. "Are you tired?"
"No, I'm actually wide awake," she said.
"Well, if you're still curious about the 'how' of our... nocturnal activities ," she trailed off. Celestia looked down at her hooves.
"I am," she admitted. "How do they get past the idea of who you are?"
"There is a... an establishment that can suit your need."
"But Luna, you and I are the two most recognizable ponies in all of Equestria. How can you possible find somepony that doesn't know us?"
"Anonymity is a wonderful thing, sister. You need only be somepony else." With that, Luna stood and her form shimmered. She grew taller and her fur turned black as soot, and her eyes turned to slits. She had transformed into her Nightmare Moon form.
"Last year, on Nightmare Night, Twilight Sparkle helped me use this form to understand the fun in frightening ponies. After her battle with the changeling invasion, she was able to learn more about their magic. So after a discussion, we were able to modify it." Luna's form shimmered again. She was now shorter than her normal height. Her fur was a pale, dull blue. Her mane and tail were a flat, sky blue. They lacked their former twinkling shimmer and billowing, hanging limply at the mercy of gravity once more. Her wings laid flat against her back, appearing to dissolve into her fur. When it was over, she looked like a common unicorn.
"But your Cutie Mark..." Celestia pointed out. It had remained unchanged.
"The spell has its limits," Luna said. "Nothing a bit of fur paint can't conceal. And you'll need a mask as well."
"A mask?"
"Yes. It is a masquerade after all. Not everypony can make themselves look completely different like this, you know. They all wear masks. We can have one made and teach you the spell," she said. Celestia thought about it for a moment. Briefly. More briefly than she would care to admit.
"Yes."
The Masquerade
It was the night of the Nightmare Night Masquerade. The moon had been raised and the royal sisters had each performed the transformation spell on themselves to appear as ordinary unicorns for the night. Celestia's coat was now a pale grey and her mane was a dull pink, laying limp upon her shoulders, same as her tail behind her. Her wings were notably absent as well. They each had wide black Xs painted over their cutie marks, as was customary for the location they were headed to.
The masks they were wearing did not make them stand out very much. As it was Nightmare Night after all, and many ponies were out and about in varying degrees of costume. Luna's mask was eerily similar to the blue helm of Nightmare Moon. Celestia's was mostly white, with a flowery plume and a paper-mâché crown resembling the one she normally wore. It even came with a mâché horn that fitted snugly around her real horn.
"Don't you think that this will give us away?" Celestia asked.
"Lots of ponies dress as their heroes on this most wonderful of nights." Luna said, walking astride her. It was a bit strange being the same height as her now that Tia was significantly shorter in this form. "Nopony would ever suspect a princess of attending... this . Certainly not dressed as themselves. Hiding in plain sight. It's the perfect plan." Luna said.
"I-" Celestia hesitated for a moment as they made their way through the streets of Canterlot. She'd seen all of these streets at one time or another. But it was strange to be traversing them now without a cadre of guards along with her. With her magic as her ally, she was never defenseless. Yet she felt strangely naked without them. Despite the conservative dress she was wearing. She was about to question Luna, before she remembered the important lesson she had taught her earlier about faith. "I trust you."
"It's just up ahead." Luna said.
"How did you even find this place?" Tia asked.
"The night guard had been investigating rumors surrounding this place for some time. When they finally found it, they brought it to our attention. When the full nature of the place had been revealed, we sought to investigate it... personally . What I found was..." Luna trailed off. "I made sure that the investigating team forgot about this place."
"I don't understand." Celestia said.
"Don't worry, my dear sister. By the end of the night, you will. You will understand why these places must be." Luna turned down one more alley. Ahead was a lone pony wearing a simple, white mask and tailored suit. "Okay ," Luna whispered, "now whatever he says, do not say anything back! Reply only by slapping him across the cheek ."
"What !?"
"It's the password. Say nothing. Only slap him, and he will let us in. "
The two mares, short, masked unicorns, walked up to the door.
"Lovely weather this evening. Don't you think?" He said to the pair. Celestia cut a dubious glance at Luna who all but kicked her to stick to the plan. Without another thought, Celestia whipped her hoof across the stallion's face, slapping him. Not hard, but enough to make a sound. Luna could see the faintest hint of a grin at the corner of his lips as he stepped back and opened the door for them, nodding his head ever so slightly as he did. They stepped inside, into the well-lit foyer as the door closed behind them.
"He must get tired of that," Tia said.
"Oh, I wouldn't say so," Luna replied.
"Clothing check," the mare behind the front desk said, she too, also wearing a mask. They each shuffled off their simple coverings, leaving only their masks on. Through a pair of grand doors, they walked into the main hall, a room much larger than the exterior of the building belied.
The center of the room was a large, checker tile floor of marble and ebony squares. Around the perimeter was lush, red carpet flowing into numerous alcoves with massive sofas. In the back of the room were two sets of grand staircases on either side of the room leading upwards in a wide curves to the second floor. The stairs were of a deep, rich mahogany and the banisters were adorned with elegant carvings. Everywhere, the walls were ensconced with massive works of art. Historical ponies depicted in various lewd acts. Everypony from Princess Platinum to Starswirl the Bearded.
Everywhere there were dozens of masked ponies, stallions and mares alike. Some were paired up on the sofas and cushioned platforms around the edge of the room in all manner of sexual states. Many in the crowd in the middle of the room looked toward the newcomers, eyeing them up and down. What little whispered conversation there was, trailed off until only the wet noises of sex could be heard.
"Dibs!" A lone stallion's voice called out from the crowd. The remark was met with a murmur of chuckles from others. Celestia, for her part, was still somewhat in shock at the entire scene. Luna had tried her best to prepare her for what she would witness. But the reality of it was something she could never have truly expected.
"Dibs ?" She asked.
"It seems you already have a fan. " Luna whispered back. They walked further into the room. Luna noticed her sister looking at all of the paintings on the walls. "Do you like the art? The contributors clearly have a vivid imagination." She walked over to a portrait in the corner. "This one is my favorite," she jested in a lighthearted tone as she motioned to the massive canvas. Celestia looked up at the image. It was a depiction of Princess Luna, as Nightmare Moon in a clearly dominant role with a comically-large strap-on, fucking Princess Celestia from behind, surrounded by a ring of Royal Guard ponies masturbating furiously. Celestia's flowing mane and white coat were streaked with what was most likely not mayonnaise.
Part of Celestia felt mortified that such graphic imagery of her existed. She wanted to rush out and gather up a full platoon of the Royal Guard to march on this place and burn it to the ground. But another part of her, a big part, felt, dare she say, flattered? Yes, it was refreshing to believe that indeed there were ponies out there who thought of her in a sexual way and not just as some untouchable divinity. But if her past experience was anything to go by, if she were to proposition the creator of this work, she was unsure how they would even receive the notion.
"Good evening ladies. May I offer you a drink?" a stallion said behind them, holding a tray of glasses with wine. He was wearing a plain, white mask like the pony at the front door and the mare at the front counter. His only other accouter was a simple collar and bow tie as a waiting staff symbol.
"Thank you, I am just parched !" Luna said, taking a glass. Celestia shook her head no and he headed on his way.
"So how does this work? There's no charge at the door and free libations. Who pays for all of this?" Celestia asked.
"As I understand it, the proprietor is phenomenally wealthy and a bit of a recluse most of the year. For them, the prospect of hosting the biggest orgy in Equestria is motivation enough for the expense," Luna said.
"The proprietor?"
"Take a look around. They're out here somewhere." She motioned to the crowd of masked ponies.
"But to have enough money for... all of this, that can't be a very long list of ponies, even for Canterlot." Celestia said. Luna looked around them to make sure that nopony was listening.
"When this place was first discovered , they did a bit of digging. But all of their investigations turned up dead ends of pseudonyms and false accounts. If you go far enough, the pony who technically owns this building..." Luna looked around once more, "is you. That was when it was brought to my attention. I assured them that they were mistaken, buried the investigation and quelled any rumors before they got started." She finished her wine and placed the empty glass on the tray of another passing waiter. "So stop asking so many questions before you get us both in trouble. And go; Enjoy yourself." She grinned behind her mask and wandered off to mingle, flagging her tail at anypony within striking distance.
Celestia distance herself from the lascivious portrait of her. She scanned the room of ponies, hoping a waiter would pass by again. She was starting to feel like she could really use some wine.
"Celestia?" She heard a stallion say to her nearby. She turned in surprise to the voice. He had yellow fur and an orange tail. He was a bit on the tall side, even for a stallion. But he was very lanky. His mask was part of a galea helmet with a red plume on top, reminiscent of ancient Pegasopolis. But even behind the mask, she could tell he had a very strong jaw line. His Cutie Mark, like everypony's, was blacked out with fur paint. "Your mask. With the crown. It's Celestia, right? That's pretty hot!" he said.
"My mask, yes." Tia answered nervously.
"Almost as hot as your flank," he continued, closing the distance between them and putting his hoof on her hips. "My, uh- I'm used to mares with a bit more junk in the trunk, but yours!"
Celestia tensed up. She hadn't had hooves on her in a familiar way like this in some time. Even longer since she didn't feel like she was in control of a situation. Her first reaction was defensive, to call her guards on this uncivilized brute. For a random stallion to just waltz up and begin feeling up her flank was a completely alien experience for her.
And exciting.
She shuffled her hooves a bit, having suppressed the instinct to run. This was what she came here for after all. Luna had been quite clear about the nature of the event, and she should expect this. But for it to actually be happening... He moved around behind her, taking in her body from all angles as he continued to grope her aggressively. He took her tail with a free hoof and gave it a firm pull upwards.
"Oh, and that ass!" He knelt and gave her hind an experimental lick. Celestia couldn't really see what he was doing, and the wet contact came as a shock. He could feel her cheeks clench in his hoof and her marehood reflexively winked at him. He grinned and kissed her clit, giving it a little suck.
"EEP!" Celestia squealed. Not loudly, but it was of a high enough pitch to confuse nearby bats outside.
"You like that huh?" He stood up and pulled at her elbow, and pressed his other hoof into her back causing her to buckle forward, her other hoof kept her face from pressing into the floor with her ass up in the air. He needn't hold her tail up any longer. Her own base desires had taken control of her body. He didn't hold her down with his hoof on her back, rather only pushed her into position and returned to her exposed plot. She felt him put his hooves on either cheek, gripping them and kneading them like an expert bread baker before spreading them apart to an obscene degree.
Her pussy parted slightly at the tension. Cool air caressed her inner folds in a way she hadn't thought possible before. It was replaced with the sensation of hot, moist air from his nostrils in ragged breaths before he dove in, licking with wild abandon. She pawed fruitlessly at the floor as she felt his tongue running up and down her marehood, probing her deeply when he reached her honey pot. He was diligent in leaving no part of her unattended, kissing and sucking her clit with each wink she gave. She could feel the tension in her tummy building, a knotting pulling tighter and tighter, begging to snap to release. Just a bit more-
The stallion abandoned his ministrations at the last moment, leaving her aching loins in the lurch. She lifted herself to her elbows to turn and complain, but just as she did, she felt the weight of him on her haunches as he mounted her in a practiced motion. His shaft pierced her well-lubricated entrance in a smooth penetration, filling her to the hilt!
Celestia's eyes rolled back as her orgasm rolled through her, a thundering storm of pleasure rushing through her every nerve after a far-too-long drought. Her back arched and her head whipped back and throaty moan bellowed out.
"OOOhhhhHH!"
Luna looked over at the mare being rutted by the yellow stallion as she walked by. A knowing grin crept across her face. She was heading upstairs to one of the many rooms to use that had a bit more utility. With her was a small entourage of stallions and mares alike. Without a word, she motioned to one of them to attend to the mare being rutted nearby.
The masked stallion had white fur and a two-tone blue mane. He nodded in understanding and finished the cocktail corn dog he had been snacking on and discarded the toothpick. Celestia's eyes had barely come back into focus when the new stallion took her chin in his hoof and lifted it as he positioned himself over her. She caught sight of his blue fetlocks on her shoulders out of the corner of her eye. Her eyes then crossed as his throbbing erection came to bear against the tip of her snout. Her mask was but a thin barrier, but left her mouth conveniently available. It was clear what it was he intended for her to do.
Many years ago, when she last had a stallion bold enough to 'allow' himself to service her needs, he had not even contemplated the prospect of asking her to felate him. But now the prospect was upon her. Expected even. She opened her mouth hesitantly, mentally preparing herself. Her preparations were cut short as the yellow stallion rutting her from behind gave her hips a particularly forceful push with his own, shoving her forward onto the other cock. The white stallion moved the moment he felt the wetness of her mouth on him, humping deeper into her mouth.
In a time gone by, Celestia would dare say she was quite good at the craft of pleasuring a stallion with her mouth. Indeed, she had a fantastic control of her gag reflexes. But that was ages ago, she realized as she felt the stallion trying to force more of his length into her mouth. She tried to remember her technique. It was just like riding a bicycle, she reasoned. Although it was like trying to ride it with your mouth. And it was a penis. She realized that it was not a very good analogy. Clearly she was not thinking straight. Likely due to her presently getting her brains fucked out. Celestia took a quick inhale of air before she was made to swallow more of his length, pushing deeper into her throat.
"Your husband must be really lucky to have a mare that can suck dick as good as you!" he said, pulling her mane a bit toward him. Celestia was a bit taken aback at the implication that she was a married mare in a place like this. "My wife tries, but she doesn't have your talent!"
"At least your wife tries," the yellow stallion rutting her remarked, huffing between thrusts. "After two foals, my wife barely even touches me." His movements became more and more frantic, she could feel his tip flaring inside her. She feared that he would finish inside her. In spite of everything, she had neglected to do any magical contraceptive preparation. "I guess that's what I get for-" he pulled back a final time, popping free of her pussy, "not pulling out," he grunted, spraying cum up onto her back. The last couple of spurts dribbling onto her flank as he slapped her ass with his softening cock one last time.
"UNGH, you sure have a pretty mask," the white stallion said. "Would be a shame to glaze it so early in the evening." She felt him beginning to swell. "So I guess I won't." He pulled back just enough to leave the head of his dick inside her mouth when she felt the first spurt erupting inside. Her first taste of semen in a longer time than she would care to remember. But she hadn't even time to taste it before the second spurt filled the rest of her mouth. She quickly swallowed as much as she could. But she couldn't prevent a generous volume from dribbling from her lips, down her chin and onto the floor.
"I was actually just about to head upstairs. That other mare is putting together some kind of group action and I don't want to miss out on that," the white stallion said. "You two should check it out." The yellow stallion had recovered, Celestia got to her hooves and they each followed him upstairs.
On the second floor they passed by a series of doors close together, one of them opened and a blue stallion, with a darker blue mane stumbled out, with his dick flopping freely with fresh cum dripping. He shuffled away from the group, off in the direction they were headed.
"Wow! I'll have what he's having," the white stallion said. He peered into the room that the blue stallion had just left. It was small, and empty, save for a modest hole in the wall. "A glory hole!? Radical!" He looked at the other two. "You go on ahead. I'll be there later. If there's more dick sucking to be had, I'm going to get my fill!" he said, rethinking his words. "Or, rather, give my fill." He grinned and closed the door behind him. Celestia and the yellow stallion proceeded down the hallway.
Celestia kept on walking, but the yellow stallion waited back for a moment, looking at the door that clearly led to the adjacent room on the other side of the wall with the hole. He was curious to see what kind of mare would want to spend the entire evening sucking dick when his own wife found the act so revolting. Opening the door, he could see the mare already busy at tending to the new phallus poking through the wall. She had lavender fur and a violet mane with a streak of pink running through it. Her mask was sticky with the previous stallions' cum, plastering her nerdy bangs to it. It wasn't what he expected. But then, he didn't know what he was expecting. He closed the door and left. She never even glanced at him. He caught up with Celestia at the end of the hallway who was standing with a couple of other ponies.
"... and after my son joined the service and my daughter moved to Ponyville, I figured it would be a second renaissance for our marriage," the blue stallion was saying. "But after raising two foals, I guess we just kinda lost that spark."
"You have foals too?" the yellow stallion asked.
"Yeah. I mean, not anymore. They're grown up now," he answered.
"We just had two foals. Twins."
"It just kills the intimacy doesn't it? I mean, you still love her but you're both so busy, and always tired,"
"The two AM feedings. Changing diapers."
"You just never have the time. And then when you do-"
"All you want to do is sleep."
"I know, Right!? "
Celestia listened to the two married stallions, fathers even, commiserate. One that had just rutted her a few moments earlier. And the other having just received fellatio through a hole in a wall. She was still finding it difficult to believe that such otherwise responsible ponies would be here doing... this. The Solar Princess of Equestria wiped a bit of random stallion semen from her chin and pondered her own hypocrisy.
The door opened and another stallion stepped through. He had white fur like the other one, and a similar blue mane. But even through the mask, he was clearly older. The confidence in his step made him seem more distinguished, as did the blue mustache peaking out just below the bottom of his mask.
"Are you... here for the orgy?" he asked in a matter-of-fact tone, with a distinct Trottingham accent.
"Yes!" the two stallions answered in unison. He turned and looked at Celestia.
"Madam?" he asked. The group looked at her.
"I- I suppose I am as well," she said. He nodded and took a step back, throwing open the door. The group walked inside to quite a sight.
Celestia beheld a large circular bed in the center of the room, covered in red, satin sheets and various stains from pony-knows-what. There were stallions and mares all about writhing in a sort of formless mass, moving from partner to partner, various moans of pleasure escaping the pile. High pitched squeals of mare in ecstasy and the grunts of stallion climax as white globs would arc through the air landing on whomever was ~~un~~fortunate enough to be caught beneath.
The stallions accompanying Celestia had already entered the fray, mounting each the nearest mares and pushing them side by side around the room. "Six legged race!" a random pony called out, to a smattering of laughter from the group.
Celestia's view of the middle of the bed was obscured by a trio of stallions standing shoulder to shoulder with their backs to her. In front of them was a mare standing on her hind legs, holding on to them for support as she hopped up and down. Celestia made her way around the room, trying to see into the tangle of bodies and legs. The mare in the middle was sucking the center stallion off with the other two stallions' dicks in either hoof. Beneath her was another, fucking her marehood from the bottom, and behind her was yet another, penetrating her anus. The mare on her hind legs was squatting on her horn from above. Other ponies not directly involved were maturbating or fucking eachother as they waited their turn with the mare in the middle.
In the center of the action, Celestia saw the pony she knew to be her sister. She looked up from the mass of sex at Celestia, letting the cock in her mouth slip free as she came up for air before calling out to her.
"JOIN US!"
A Nightmare Night to Remember
"Join us!" the group echoed. Before Celestia knew it, she felt hooves all over her body lifting her from the ground and carrying her to the bed where Luna had just been. The mare that had been at the center of attention faded into the background, watching the group shift their gaze to the newcomer. The stallion with the blue fur that had partaken in the glory hole earlier shuffled onto the bed, laying on his back and clearly ready for another round.
Celestia felt herself being settled on top of him. He wasted no time in establishing his role in the new configuration, reaching up and pulling her hips down to his waiting shaft. He slipped into her with little difficulty as he began to hump upwards with following thrusts. A new set of ponies appeared in front of her. A pair of stallions to either side of her as she took their members into her waiting hooves. The mare in front of her backed up to the bed, presenting herself. Her tail was a light pink, and her fur was just barely off-white. Celestia had no room to maneuver as she pressed her marehood into her stout, expecting attention. Celestia could only comply, pleasuring the mare as best as she knew how. Over the wet sounds of sex, and moaning all around her, she heard the door open.
"Sorry I'm late, I just got the most gnarly blowjob from the gloryhole down the hall," the white stallion said. He could see Celestia in the middle of the assembly, getting fucked from below with her ass in the air. "Well I see that I'm not too late." He climbed onto the bed and pointed his dick at the tight hole beneath her tail while the blue dick of the pony under her continued to trounce her vagina.
The white stallion pushed the tip of his already-slick cock against her backdoor, slathering it with lubrication before trying to push inside. Celestia's eye's went wide as she felt the attempt at invading her anus. She tried to cry out, but was instead only muffled into the mare's pussy mounting her face.
"Oh. My. GOSH!" the mare cried out at the vibrating sensation of Celestia's pleas into her pussy sent her reeling over the edge, flooding Celestia's mouth with her mare cum. All around her, Celestia felt the prods of numerous cocks as stallions clopped themselves and rubbed against her fur. She regularly felt fresh spurts from one or another marring her fur yet another streak of white. The stallion at her ass pushed a bit more, finally slipping the tip inside. Celestia cried out.
"AHHhhRGHMMMFFF!!" her cry was cut short as the mare had shifted up onto Celestia's horn and an enterprising stallion took her place in front of Celestia, placing his ready cock into her conveniently open mouth mid-yell. It was the distinguished stallion from the door earlier.
"Ah, do be a dear and, see to taking care of this would you?" he instructed more than he asked.
"Mff Mfff!" she struggled. He could not see the worried expression on her face beneath the mask as the stallion in her ass continued his assault. It was already a tight enough squeeze, only made worse by the stallion in her pussy occupying so much of her pelvic real estate. With the girth of his dick head buried, the hard part was over, for him . He wasted no time in pushing more inside with short thrusts, stretching her insides wider as he sunk more and more into her tender asshole.
"Mff MFF!" Celestia tried to scream, but only serving to stimulate the cock in her mouth.
"Ah yes, that's the spirit. I do so enjoy a mare who can hum while giving a hummer. Say, do you think you could do 'Trottingham Bridge?" he asked. Behind her the other white stallion pushed the last bit of his shaft into her.
"Mmrmph MFF Ngnhh!" She winced as she felt the two stallions piston in and out of her, rubbing against eachother through the thin membrane on her insides separating them.
"Hmm, that's not quite the tune. But kudos on the effort." The mare squatting on her horn caused her to bob her head deeper onto his cock as she felt her juices running down her forehead. The burning pain of her ass slowly gave way to pleasure as the stallion beneath her continued to fuck her pussy, slapping against her swollen clit.
One of the mares who were masturbating nearby brought herself to climax. A bit of a gusher, she was, spraying down Celestia's mane and plastering it to her neck. It must have been somepony's fetish as she was tackled shortly thereafter, getting fucked somewhere out of sight. Celestia felt another orgasm roll through her, sending ripples of contractions through her nethers. It was the last straw for the pony under her. She could feel him thrusting more frantically and begin to swell inside her.
In a burst of adrenaline, she tried desperately to lift herself up off of the stallion and get him out of her, even with the mare on top of her and the stallion in her ass pinning her down. The stallion, likewise did not want a paternity test coming back to him under shady circumstances, tried to wiggle free. By their combined efforts, she managed to pop him free at the last moment as he loosed the first couple of ropes against the underside of her belly. Surrounded on all sides by ponies, he was trapped until the end of the ordeal as the rest of his cum soaked into his own fur. With more room now, the stallion in her ass began to fuck her with gusto. With no other shaft to block him, his balls smacked freely against her wanton clit, peaking out with each wet slap.
"Mmph, Mmff, MMMmmmm!" Celestia moaned onto the cock as she came yet again. Each crest, each peak of pleasure melding together into a plateau of ecstasy.
"Oi, blimey!" he remarked. She felt each of the stallions at either end of her nearing theirs. The cock in her mouth pulled back one last time to give her a chance to take a deep breath before he pushed his belly into her nose, cumming into her throat. At the same time she felt the other flaring deep inside her ass, dumping his load far into her other end. One withdrew first, letting her gasp for air and the other pulled out of her ass with a wet 'plop'. She practically deflated onto the bed from exhaustion. The stallion under her squirming out of her way at the last moment, the mare on her horn toppling forward onto the floor.
"I think we broke her," she heard another mare say. Celestia looked up with blurry vision through the eye holes in the mask. Luna was standing in front of her. Another mare was straddling her back, though without a saddle. Luna looked to be dripping with sweat. When the acrid scent of ammonia hit her nostrils, Celestia realized that the source was coming from Luna's 'passenger'.
"Ass to ass!" a nearby stallion said, holding up a double-ended dong, motioning to Luna and the broken mare on the bed. Celestia could barely lift her head off the sticky sheets.
"Hmm, not tonight boys. Perhaps next time," Luna said. She looked to the mare on her back. "I'm afraid I'll have to cut your ride short," she said. The disappointed mare slid off of her back. Celestia felt herself being lifted into the air and slung across Luna's warm, wet back, courtesy of her previous rider. Celestia hadn't the strength to complain. "Alright, let's get you home."
A flash of light later and they were back in the castle, in the royal washroom. Luna slumped her sister into the shower stall, propping her against the wall, discarding their masks onto the counter. She got the water running and rinsed herself of the various fluids and also the black paint from her flanks. She took the shower head and detached it from the wall mount, extending the hose to the other mare, likewise rinsing her down.
As much fun as Luna had being bathed in stallions' baby batter, and by golly it was a lot of fun , getting it out of her sister's fur, main, and tail as well as her own, was a nightmare in itself. But with time, patience, and scrubbing, she got them each clean. Celestia managed to keep herself on her hooves long enough to be toweled dry, and helped into bed.
"Was it everything you hoped for?" Luna whispered.
"Mmm." Celestia responded in a neutral hum, neither to the affirmative or otherwise. She fumbled for the clock on the nightstand. She was due to raise the sun in just a couple hours. She rolled over and groaned.
"Don't worry about that. I can raise the sun this one time," Luna promised.
Although it was an hour late.
And that was how daylight savings time started.
