Chapters Author’s Note/Preface:
(In this world, humans and ponies live in harmony together. If only the real world was like this…)
You have recently moved to Canterlot, in search of something big, in search of something different, in search of something… better… and what you find is the least of your expectations.
*I take no interest in clopfics, but I do enjoy standard erotica, so I figured I would combine two things I enjoy and have the end result hopefully be satisfactory. While it may not be to me, it may be to you. This is my first time ever writing any sort of thing like this, so any constructive criticism is not only encouraged, but greatly appreciated. Thank you.*
Chapter 1
The night... feared by many, embraced by few. Among those few brave souls is one of the princesses of Equestria herself, Princess Luna. Valiantly controlling the night with an iron fist, she roams the night sky, making her nightly rounds around her new home, Canterlot. After her return from the moon and making amends with her sister, she decides to become the patrol of the night, it’s the least she can do to make up for her actions. This protector of the night sky is not only a being of power, but a being that has been the center of seduction for most ponies undergoing her nightly gaze. She has had the pleasure of knowing her royal subjects enjoy her protection. But it seems that some ponies enjoy the view a little... TOO much.
It was a silent night, the occasional mouse skidding from street to street, collecting scraps for itself. Not a stir in the flow of the night, but it wouldn't stay like this for long. Before you knew it happened, the streets were filled with the clip clop of many stallions' hooves as they dashed down alleyways and streets, all hurdling toward one common objective... you. Someone that happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, you fucked up. BADLY. You shouldn't have been looking at that mare down the table from you, you didn't know she was married, but that didn't occur to you while you were wrapping your lips around hers. That doesn't matter now, what matters is you get the hell out of there... but it seems hopeless. Your sexual desires have driven you to the point of certain annihilation, and now you're going to have to pay for it. You cease your running, and the enemy colts encircle you, trapping you. You have nowhere to run, you're screwed. As a last resort, you close your eyes, hoping that they would just go away, go away and never come back... and soon enough, the sound of their hooves seem more distant than they were previously, until you realize, they're not running after you anymore, they're running away from you. You lower your limbs from your eyes slowly, still disoriented from the amount of tears you had shed. You see a purple silhouette engulfing the space in front of you, and as you clear your eyes, you realize you're sitting face- to-flank with the one and only, Princess Luna.
"AWAY WITH YOU, DEVIANTS OF THE NIGHT! LET YOUR SPITEFUL ACTIONS CEASE PERMANENTLY!" the royal Canterlot voice bellows.
She stamps her hooves to the ground as an attempt to break up the pack, and it was a success, they all scurry off in their own direction, fearing the might of the young princess. She has not realized that she is giving you a golden view of her “womanlihood” yet, and knowing that, you feel your pants start to get tighter and tighter, until you can barely contain yourself. You have been watching this mistress patrol the skies for quite some time now, and have been enjoying the view a bit too much. You have had fantasies of making love to this beautiful embodiment of pure desire, and you're pretty sure she has seen you "express" your fantasies before. You start to blush and look away as she swiftly turns her body in realization of what she had been showing you.
"Oh my goodness, we are terribly sorry for the rude imagery we have provided you, you are obviously not of the mindset to be viewing such a display. Have we shocked you, art thou oka-"
She stops mid-sentence and recognizes the bulge in your pants, the fact that she is staring right at your “manlihood” is making it more erect by the second. The mare of your dreams, right in front of you, staring at your ever-tightening pants... it seems almost unbearable. You're about to explode, not a word has been spoken for several moments, you feel the tension build up, you're not sure how much longer you can contain yourself...
"Oh, it is... you. We have noticed you from our nightly rounds. It seems you have been enjoying our protection that we have provided. Tell me... how much do you enjoy my protection?"
Your heart is racing; she's speaking, to YOU. Your face turns a rosy shade of bright red, you start to squirm on the cold, hard ground you're lying on, you attempt to sit up to try and hide your bulge, but it only makes it seem larger. Eventually, you're able to muster up enough courage to express your thoughts of her protection. You get so caught up in the moment, that you do not realize what you're saying. Talking to a Princess you have been dreaming of making love to... it's like a dream come true. When you come back to your senses, you realize the last words to come out of your mouth were, "your warm, juicy lips." You suddenly freeze in place, it's all over, she knows about it now. Everything you've imagined is now being processed by her mind, she knows what you think of her, she knows what you dream of doing to her...
"We seem to observe you've taken this experience as quite a traumatic one... It looks like you need a nice, warm bath to sooth thy nerves. Come hither, we do recall our sister is out with one of her coltfriends for the night, so we have the castle alone to ourselves. When we return there, we would appreciate you inform us on how you were involved in this... incident."
You arrive at the castle to realize that a bath has already been prepared, for what the reason behind it is, you remain mystified. You inform the Princess that your body can only handle a certain temperature, and taking a bath in anything other than that temperature would make you extremely uncomfortable. As if you had not even said anything, she uses her magic to plop you in the tub, splashing water everywhere, including all over her. Her mane is now soaking wet, slowly dripping onto the floor, and making quite the mess.
"Oh my, we do not know what has come over ourselves, it was quite rude of us to whisk you in the tub as we did, for now we are dripping wet. Oh well, we required a nice rinse, anyways. We take it the temperature is to your liking?"
You're too busy trying to hide your hardening member to even care about the temperature, so you just reply with a simple nod.
"Good. Now, please tell us how you happened to come across that gang of hooligans. Don't be afraid to go into detail, we are grown ponies, and can take anything you throw at us."
You inform her of the reasoning behind the chase. You were out attempting to socialize to find a mate, due to your pent-up sexual frustrations. You told her how much you fantasized about having sex with the loveliest mare you could find, but you did not lead on that it was her you were interested in. When you arrived at the bar, you pulled up a chair and bought a round of something small to calm your nerves after an unsuccessful night of mare-hunting. You notice one particular mare down the bar from you, looking you over, and giggling occasionally. You attempt to approach her, and sit down next to her. You start small talk, and realize you have many things in common. After a while of talking, you realize that you're suddenly becoming erect, something you have a problem controlling when it happens. It becomes quite obvious to your party that you are aroused by your shuffling in your seat. She leans over to you to see what exactly is going on down there, and you decide to look away. Your face is suddenly grasped by two soft hooves, as she slams her lips onto yours, kissing you ever so passionately. She climbs onto your seat, and proceeds to make out with you, occasionally rubbing herself on the bulge in your pants. Your pants become soaked from grinding her wetness onto your pants. You suddenly realize that everything is quiet... too quiet. You remove your face from her lips and look around; the once-empty bar is now filled with multiple colts, all looking at you. In the corner of your eye, you see something hurdling towards you, you duck in the right time, as a bottle hits a pole above your head and shatters into millions of tiny particles. At that cue, you drop your mare to the ground, and proceed to flee the bar.
"We see... it is apparent to us that you have quite the... sexual desire… You got yourself into that mess; we should not have rescued you in the first place. We should have let those ruffians teach you a lesson. But, we digress, we must help all creatures of the night, big or small, it is our sworn duty. You just try to relax and clean up now, I shall provide a bedspread for you to sleep on, and I will have a little word with your... 'friends' tomorrow."
She leaves the bathroom, and closes the door behind her, leaving nothing but you, soaking wet with a raging hard-on, and some towels to dry off on.
You eventually exit the bathroom wrapped in a towel to a dark bedroom chamber, you can see a figure off in the distance, but it is too dark to see what it is, so you attempt to approach it. The lights flick on, and you cannot believe what is gazing before you. What lay in your gaze is one seductive Luna, wearing a frilly-laced black pair of panties, legs spread off of the side of the bed. You can see a substance dripping from the cloth onto the floor, she is soaking wet. She rears her head to you; you don't know what to say, when out of the blue...
"We have been planning this night for quite some time. We have seen you gaze above at us making our nightly rounds. We have observed the pleasure you acquire from the mere sight of us. We do not want you to feel unwelcome or undesired, what we request more than anything... is you. Those 1000 years of loneliness on the moon has made us long to relieve tension of our own for quite some time, and we can only satisfy ourselves so much... we need someone to satisfy us. We want you to take us, embrace us as your Princess, as well as your lover. We want to feel your seed spill onto us, a feeling we have been longing for for ages. P-please, do this, for us. Take me... it is the least we can repay you with for the pleasure you have gained from us.
You cannot believe what your ears perceive, and before you know it, she is lying on the bed face-down, full spread, soaking wet, rump raised in the air, lips convulsing through her panties. The words are echoing through your mind... "Take me...” "Take me..." you can no longer resist. You remove the towel, and join your Princess on the bed, abandoning all thought process. You slowly bring yourself to her position, contemplating how much you're going to enjoy the next following moments. You approach her backside, and place your hand around her flank, through her panties, you can tell she is emitting quite a lot of heat from her lips, and she is still dripping wet, making stains in the sheets. You take a look around her glorious rump and notice she is watching your every move, waiting for you to make your first entry, and bracing for what you're about to give her.
"Skip the foreplay, darling. We request you commence penetration immediately. It is not nice to keep a lady like us waiting, you know."
You spread the panties over the side of her glorious holes, the smell of her is astounding, she is ready for anything you can throw at her, and she's willing to do anything to get it. You spread her labia wide with two fingers, feeling the heat and wetness come off onto them ever so fluently, and rear up and prepare to insert your stiffening member into her tight and beckoning vagina. You take a deep breath, and take the full plunge in, grasping her hips with your hands and thrusting with all of your might. This topples her balance, and she is now lying her head on the pillow, clinching it to her muzzle to prevent herself from letting out an ear- shattering moan, with her ass-end reaming towards the heavens in ecstasy. You hear a sharp moan emit from the pillow, and with that, you start to slowly massage her cervix with your erect member, every inch of it feeling her insides, there is not much room to maneuver, she is the tightest you have ever experienced, contracting every inch of your slick shaft. You begin pumping it ever so slowly in and out of her glistening womanlihood, savoring every second. It is better than you had ever imagined, her face is flushed red, and she can barely keep her breathing up to tempo. She is enjoying this quite much, but not as much as you are. The overall fact that she is letting you fuck her out of the blue like that turns you on even more, and before you know it, you're forcing your slick cock in and out of her cervix with all of the speed and thrust you can muster from your hips. You feel like you might not be able to hold out much longer...
"W-wait! Don't!
She can sense you're close to your climax, and stops you before you get there.
"Let us turn around; we want to see the look on your face when you experience your... finish."
Without thinking, you flip her over almost instantly, releasing a slight giggle and moan from your company. You begin at the same pace you stopped at, to the surprise of her. She is now convulsing, herself, and knows her time is near, as well as yours. You feel your backside stiffening; your erect member is getting very hot very quickly...
"P-please leave it in. Fill us with your seed!"
With those last words, you both explode into glorious orgasm. Your shouts and moans pierce the heavens themself as a torrent of sperm and passion exerts from the contact point between you two, she is now overfilling with your sticky man-fluids, but you keep pumping more into her. All four of her legs are clinging around your back, grappling you as her orgasm forces her body into insane convulsions. And, as soon as it had started, it is now over. You are both lying there, soaking wet in each other's fluids, panting, gasping for air, and savoring every moment of what had just occurred. You look up to see the Princess, and she is staring right at you, giving you the most wondrous smile you could ever see.
"Oh... we are MOST satisfied with your performance! We had no clue one such as you could produce so many fluids! You ARE the one from my dreams, after all!"
...Wait... HER dreams?!
Chapter 2.
“Your dreams?” the sudden inquiry just barely passes your lips due to your exasperated and exhausted heavy breathing.
“Oh my, it seems we must inform you now. Since our return to Canterlot, we have had nopony to comfort us at night, nopony to consult with, and nopony to engage in such… ravaging activities with. The only attempt at true intercourse we could perform was in our dreams, where one such as you would prove most wonderful at performing said activities. He would comfort us when we were alone, and provide… “relief” for us… whenever needed, without question. When we had first laid eyes on you in that alley, we knew t’was you, the one from our dreams. Your overall presence excited me more than a mare could imagine, which is why we treated you with the hospitality we did. We thought you were the one, and we were right all along…”
At that point in the story, your focus drifted off, and you found yourself staring at the glorious lips you had just penetrated and filled, oozing with copious amounts of liquid, gushing out onto the bed, from both you and your mate’s sex organs. Little did you know that the Princess was watching your gaze the entire time, and quickly recognized your shaft suddenly hardening again.
“…and that’s why we’re missing half of our guardsmen, they just couldn’t satisf- HEY! Art thou listening to our tale?”
You look up at her, and immediately utter a thousand apologies, hoping you can regain her trust, you honestly are a good listener, and don’t get sidetracked like that. She looks away from you, and starts to ignore you. With that, you fall flat on your back, hands covering your face in shame. You had upset the royal mistress after the great deed she had allowed you to perform. With all of those thoughts running through your head, you couldn’t possibly realize the weight of the bed shifting. You feel a sudden disturbance, a lock of hair brushing your legs. You feel something warm and slippery hit the back of your hand, then roll down your arm ever so gently. You remove your hands to find that the royal lips were staring you down, dripping wet once again. Her muzzle was rustling against your stiff shaft, teasing it occasionally with her tongue.
“A gallant such as yourself could not possibly pay attention to our stories with all of his pent-up sexual frustrations still intact. Relax while we… relieve… these said frustrations.”
Without warning, the Princess immediately engulfs the tip of your member in her muzzle, and starts massaging it with her tongue. The sudden jolt of excitement causes your pelvis to thrust, not by your control, and soon your entire shaft is down her throat.
“Oh, dost thou like it when we do this?”
She emits a cute laugh, and begins once again to slowly massage your stiff cock with her tongue, slowly withdrawing her mouth from your base and bringing it back down ever so gently. The feeling of this glorious action is driving you to insanity, and eventually, the pace picks up. She is now slamming your cock through her muzzle very rapidly, occasionally bumping her nose on the base of your pelvis. She could care less, she is enjoying this just as much as you are, you can tell by the amount of fluids she is producing from her hindquarters. You figure you ought to give her something to moan about, so, without warning, you grasp both sides of her flank with both hands, and smack your lips against hers. This sends a chill down her spine, causing her body to momentarily convulse; she arches her back away from your member, letting out a low growl, bathing in the amount of excitement she is receiving from your tongue. You proceed to massage her flank with your hands as you writhe your tongue inside of her moist and warm vagina. You can tell that she is close to the point of no return, and she is still arching her back, ignoring your awaiting member. With one fell swoop, you reach your hands down to her head, and thrust your pelvis towards her muzzle. She gags for a second, then remembers what she was doing before she was being pleasured, herself, blushes, and continues on with her work. You both steadily climb to your climaxes, every second feels like an hour, an hour you are enjoying to it’s full extent. You sense yourself unable to hold on any longer, and with all of your might, you begin to rapidly slam your pelvis as fast as possible against the Princesses muzzle while reaching your tongue into depths it had only dreamed of achieving. She lets out a low murmur as her muzzle fills with hot, sticky fluids, and can no longer restrain herself. With one last convulsion, you feel your tongue taste something immensely sweet, and moments later, your mouth is covered with her thick sweet reproductive juice. You are both gasping for air, your warm bodies pressed against each other, basking in each other’s presence, enjoying every moment of solitude you have together. After what seems like hours, she rolls off of you.
“We are most pleased with your performance on this most wonderful of nights. We hope you don’t have plans tomorrow, if you don’t mind, we would like to get better acquainted with our… soulmate.”
With that said, she removes the top covers of the bed, and inserts herself between the bed and the sheets, the only layer that isn’t soaked by the combination of semen and water, and, soon enough, she is fast asleep. Your mind is still boggled as to what had happened, how it happened, but you could care less. You join your soulmate in bed, you can tell you’re going to need a bit of rest for what awaits you tomorrow.
Chapter 3.
You are awakened by the smell of what seems like fresh lavender the next morning, and the splashing of water. You realize you forgot to clean yourself up last night, and now the sheets are soaked. Nothing to worry about, a quick wash will get them nice and clean, back to new. You, once again, hear water splashing in the bathroom adjacent from you. You approach the bathroom, peeking in slowly through the crack in the door. The smell of lavender is coming from the bathtub. You hear singing, and you can make out an overall figure of someone in the tub. Believing it is your mate, you leave her to her bath, and you decide you can wait to have the next one. You decide to lie back on the bed in wait for your princess to evacuate the bathroom, and after a while of waiting, you start to sense yourself dozing back off. You climb under the covers and close your eyes. Soon after, you hear the door creak open, you’re just about to get up, when out of the corner of your eye, you see something that you didn’t expect. A white hoof is protruding from the doorway… the mistress in the bathroom is not Luna, but her sister, Celestia. You’re now sitting up in the bed, staring at the hoof visible from the doorway, and immediately squirm under the covers in an attempt to hide yourself. Under the covers, you feel a type of cloth that is different from the rest of the bed. You tilt your head back in attempt to see what the cloth is.
“The Royal Princess Celestia’s Bedding.”
Words cannot simply express the remorse and regret for your actions you have committed on this bed, you’re in the most protected part of all Equestria, and you have made love on the Princess of the sun’s bed. With regrets rushing through your head, you slowly start to lean back up, without realizing it, and before you know it…
“G-guards! GUARDS! Come here immediately, we have an intruder in the royal quarters!”
Your pupils dilate, you start to quake as you hear the clip clop of what seems of hundreds of hooves approaching the doorway. You can’t see out of the sheet. You’re sitting there, waiting to be uncovered and whisked away to the dungeon, or to be banished to the Everfree Forest.
“I’ll take this one, sister.”
Ah, a familiar voice! Your princess, your lover, coming to rescue you. You immediately remove the covers, and attempt to approach her. She slaps you with her hoof, forcing you to the ground.
“How DARE thy invade the royal quarters! This area is off limits even to the most PRESTIGOUS of ponies! You had better not let us see you coming around these parts again, or so help us we will banish you to the Everfree Forest, where scum like you belongs!”
You are confused beyond comprehension of the consequences of your actions. She grasps you with her magic, and flies out of the tower with you in tow. You have no clue where she is taking you, what is going on, or if you even WANT to know what is going on. After what seemed like and endless flight, you are outside of the castle grounds. Princess Luna lowers you to the ground, and proceeds to walk back into the castle. Your clothes are lying on the floor beside you, and you’re concealed by bushes everywhere. You quickly put on your basic undergarments and rush toward her, but are stopped by the guards. As you are whisked away from the vicinity of the castle, you see your princess look back, mutter a few words, and then proceed into the castle. You could not make out the words that she said, and struggle to break free from the guards, but to no avail.
You eventually return home. You live out in the middle of the countryside of Canterlot, no neighbors, nobody for about a mile. It is a simple house, two stories, the usual house for a pony and his mare, the only problem is, you don’t have one. When you return, you slouch on your couch and contemplate your next actions until night comes along. For the rest of that night, you attempt to recall the words she had spoken, she was too far away to hear, but her mouth movements stuck in your mind. As you are trying to figure out what she had spoken, you suddenly get the feeling that you’re being… watched. You check your clock, it is the normal time that the princess usually makes her rounds around the town. You watch the sky for hours, yet you see no sign of your lover. It has become apparent that that moment was only a spurious one, never to be replicated, and never to be discussed again. You will never feel the warmth of her tight inner muscles contracting around every inch of your shaft, that is all over now. Although, thinking about it, you notice yourself becoming erect, and decide to head up the stairs into bed to see if you can relieve some more of your “frustration.”
“We have been waiting ever so patiently for you. It is not nice to keep a Princess waiting.”
You wonder if your eyes deceive you, but alas, they do not. What lies before you is a pantiless Luna, laying on your bed, watching your every move.
“We are so sorry for excusing you from the castle in such a demeaning manner, you see, if our sister were to be informed of our actions, she would sure banish us to the moon once again. We cannot let that happen, we were so stupid to bring you into the castle, let alone perform the actions we did on her bed! We’re such a dimwit, what were we thin-“
At this point, you could care less of what she did or what she had said, you can take it no more. You put your hand over her soft muzzle, ending her sentence. You begin to rub the side of her muzzle, staring into her glistening eyes that shone as bright as the moon itself. You lay her down, without breaking eye contact with her. You begin to passionately press your lips against hers, and before you know it, you two are making out in your bed, caressing each other ever so gently; clinching each other as if it was your last action, you savor the taste of each other as long as possible. You begin to kiss lower and lower, eventually reaching down to her belly. You give her a quick motorboat to her soft coat, and she emits a hearty laugh, broken in between deep breaths. You can tell she has never received that before just based on her action. You slowly make your way down to her labia, at this moment, her face is completely red. Just as before, she is soaking wet, and there is quite the amount of heat emanating from her lips. You look up at her, daring to proceed once again…
“We now have all the time that is required, you may proceed with this foreplay, or you may make your entry immediately. We are leaving this decision up to you.”
You did not believe you would have this experience again, therefore, you decide to drag it out as long as possible. You insert the tip of your finger into her tight, wet mess. She lets out a small yip as she feels her vaginal walls being pressed against by your finger. You slowly start to massage her from the inside, inserting your finger deeper every now and then. You eventually fit two fingers in, and pick up the pace. She is barely capable of keeping her body still, she is steadily moaning at the top of her lungs at your excellent handiwork, and you realize this, while slowly reducing the pace. She raises her eyebrow as you come to almost a complete stop. Then, without warning, you remove your finger, and place your lips against hers. Her eyes roll back into her head as you slowly massage her inner walls with your slick tongue. You look up, and notice her head is tilted back, and shifts sides the deeper you go, she is enjoying this quite well. You decide to liven things up a bit; you proceed to give her the same treatment you did to her soft coat earlier, rapidly flapping your lips unto hers. This greatly excites her; she lets out a dull moan, and arches her back in ecstacy.
“Oh! A m-most wonderful tactic! P-please, proceed executing that action! We do enjoy it quite much!”
Obeying your princess, you pick up the pace once again, throwing her pelvis into a raunchy tantrum of pure excitement. She can no longer hold it in, she wraps her legs around your head, practically suffocating you, but you refrain from resisting, and gyrate your lips as fast as possible. A torrent of liquids flows through her walls and explode from out of her lips, and with your motor still going, you splash them everywhere, all over you, all over her, making a mess of everything… you could care less, you’re enjoying too much to worry about the repercussions. You head a deep exhale from your Princess as her back straightens and head rests on the pillows. She slowly removes her legs from your head, leaving you gasping for air. This startles her.
“Oh, art thou okay? We’re terribly sorry for our actions, we simply could not contain oursel-“
She notices how stiff you are, at this point, and slowly inches her way down the bed to it.
“We seem to have neglected this poor fellow during our lengthy session, maybe we can change that…”
She sticks out her tongue and passionately encompasses your glans, ever so gently making her way down your shaft. She repeats this action for a few minutes, knowing how much it pleases you. Without warning, she suddenly picks up the pace. Her muzzle is slamming against the base of your cock at an alarming rate, you can hear her gagging occasionally on your head, but she doesn’t mind. At this time, all she can care about is pleasing you, which is more than enough of a thought to set you over the edge. Without warning, you explode inside of her mouth, you grasp the back of her head as you forcefully thrust your pelvis upwards into her throat, as she joyfully swallows every last drop of your fluids. Exhausted, you lay back on the bed, and apologize for being so rough.
“Rough? You call that rough? You have not SEEN rough… unfortunately, we’ll have to wait to show you our true meaning of rough until the next time you’re capable of producing once again.” She says, as she quietly rolls over on the bed and lays on her side, facing away from you.
At that moment, you don’t care how exhausted you are, those words alone make you rock hard once again, ready for anything she can throw at you. You begin to make your way over to where she lay on your bed, as she picks her head slightly upward to attempt to see what you are doing from the corner of her eye. At that moment, you separate the cheeks of her flank and slip your member in-between them, rubbing both the lips of her soaked vagina and her anus with your meat.
“Oh, forgive us, we seem to forget how… versatile… you can be. If you’re up for another round, then let us show you the meaning of ROUGH!”
At this point, she rolls over on top of you and kneels overtop your stomach, inching her way down to your ever-awaiting member. She rubs her flank against it, teasing it, basking in every degree of combined heat between you two. She raises her end, mounts your glans, and with a swift smack plunges every inch of your cock into the depths of her cervix. She has to bite her lip to stop herself from emitting a sharp moan. She begins to slowly inch your member out of her vagina, only to slam it down to your base once again. Eventually, she becomes used to the feeling, and speeds up the process. You have both hands on both sides of her flank, and you are moving in perfect sync, raising your pelvis when she is slamming down, and withdrawing it when she does. This goes on for quite some time, with the occasional moan from your loving partner. The moaning only makes you want to go faster. You start forcing her rump down with your hands as you thrust your pelvis, to go as deep as you possibly can, filling her cervix with every inch of your cock. The moaning begins to intensify between thrusts, and in between her erratic breathing pattern. You are overloading her pleasure centers, her face is flushed red, and the amount of fluid she is producing is phenomenal. You begin to thrust harder, occasionally slapping her flank as you thrust, to much delight of your partner. You can tell that she cannot take much more of this, you can tell by her rough squirming every time your genitalia contact. She is about to blow, and so are you. With one final thrust, you slam your cock in deeper regions than it has ever been before. Your mate lets out a long, sharp yelp as you fill her with your seed. Her vaginal convulsions intensify, emitting a large gush of fluids to seep out from your contact point. You both then lay there, panting in exhaustion, too tired to even move… but you manage to shift your head towards the door, and what you see horrifies you beyond comprehension.
“So… THIS is what you have been doing instead of your nightly rounds. I had expected better of you…”
Chapter 4.
You’re frozen in horror as the figure protrudes from the hall. Your mate rolls off of you in fear, clinging on to you for dear life. The figure is none other than you had expected, Princess Celestia. You have never seen such an agitated expression on a pony’s face until just now, you lie in horror for what awaits you, permanent banishment, torture, a life in the dungeon… you ponder all of those options as she slowly makes her way towards you. With every step, your lover constrains you tighter and tighter, you can sense the fear emanating from her. You’re barely able to breathe by the time she is standing right in front of you, overlooking what monstrosity she has been observing. You feel as if you should explain the situation to her, but you find yourself unable to open your mouth, or move any part of your body. Your mate silently utters a single tear as Celestia positions herself only a few inches away from the bed where you both lay exposed and covered in love fluids.
“My my, he is a messy one, isn’t he? You always seem to always find those types of people, sister. It’s a shame, really. It took my servants the entire day to clean the stains out of my bedspread that you two put there. I gave you permission to use my room, but I also asked you to clean up when you’re done. Still as childish as ever.”
Your mate’s sobbing stops, surely if she was going to banish her, she would have done it by now. Her saddened face suddenly turns into one of confusion, and at that moment, so does yours.
“Since you’ve been slacking on your nightly duties with this cretin, I think a sort of… arrangement… should be provided to make up for your laziness… would you happen to have anything in mind?”
As she is speaking, she turns around and looks out of the window adjacent to your bed, and it seems she appears to be… flaunting her rear.
“I know you two lovebirds have a sort of “thing” going on here, so I would suggest making a… quick decision… so I can let you two go back to what you were doing…”
You and your lover sit there in astonishment as she slightly raises her rump in the air, showing off her lovely woman parts.
“SISTER! We were told not to exert ourselves in such a seductive way as you! What is the reasoning behind your actions?!” your lover exclaims.
She straightens up, swiftly turns her head around at you two, and makes her way back to the bed.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’d like a simple taste of what’s gotten you so ecstatic lately, if this man has made you the happiest I’ve ever seen you, I want to know what he can do for me…”
Without warning, she flops on the bed in between you two, startling your lover off of the bed.
“But, sister… this one is OURS!” “He will stay yours, I just want a taste. Nothing more, nothing less.” “But what if he falls for you instead of me?” “Stop worrying yourself, you’ve already proven your loyalty to each other. “But it’s just not right!” “But it’s not wrong, either!” “What about your coltfriend?” “He doesn’t have to know!”
You’re not sure who’s side to take… but after a long ponder and overhearing the bickering between the two, you’d rather share the love than risk banishment. You manage to calm them both down, and inform them of your decision. After a bit more bickering, they realize that it is what they both want. They both crawl into bed on either side of you. Regardless of exhaustion, the feeling of two warm bodies encompassing you gets you harder than ever.
“Oh my, quite a productive man, are we?”
They each both reach their hooves down to your awaiting cock, slowly caressing it, while Celestia inches her way down the bed. Luna remains stationary, as you lean your head towards hers, kissing her ever so passionately. She removes her hoof from your member, and wraps both arms around you, as you do to her. You feel a slight tingle on your cock as Celestia teases it with her soft muzzle. Luna eventually stops kissing you, gives you a cute wink, and slowly positions herself so that her rump is facing your face. She arches her head back, gives you a smile, then clings on to the nearest loose bedspread, awaiting your powerful lips to contact hers once again. Celestia slowly allows the head of your member to breach her muzzle, massaging it quite well. You’re not sure how long you can last as the base of this love triangle, so you immediately press your lips against your lover’s as she lets out a small, dull yelp. At this, Celestia removes your stiff from her muzzle.
“Still can’t control your voice, can you, sister?” she mocks.
At that point, you proceed to flap your lips as you previously had as soon as she opens her mouth, causing her to squirm.
“W-WE CANNOT SIMPLY T-TONE DOWN OUR VOICE WHEN WE ARE R-RECEIVING A TREATMENT SUCH AS THIS! YOU SIMPLY MUST TRY IT” she exclaims in her royal Canterlot voice.
At that moment, both of them switch positions, with a slight giggle here and there between the two. The smell of Celestia’s glorious reddened lips is more than enticing, and you begin to slowly massage her lips with yours. She cannot refrain from arching her back, you can tell she hasn’t experienced anything like this in quite some time, and you’ve just begun, as well. Luna wraps her muzzle around your cock ever so gently, forcing all of your manhood to the deepest of depths of her throat. You can tell by Celestia’s erratic breathing and panting that she likes this quite much, she can hardly contain her fluids… which is when you decide to liven things up and give her the treatment you gave to Luna. Celestia squirms and arches her head back as far as it will go, biting her lip to stop herself from moaning. You know it’s only a matter of time before she bursts, and with that, you set your lip muscles to maximum overdrive and firmly apply pressure to her soft, wet lips. Unable to bear it any longer, she lets out a sharp shriek as a torrent of sticky mess comes flooding from her walls, covering everything once again. Celestia’s erratic panting only increases as this happens. Luna starts to get jealous, and picks up the speed vigorously, slamming her muzzle down to the base of your shaft while engulfing every inch of your hardened cock.
“Well well, it l-looks like you DO find the good ones, sister.”
Luna attempts to let out an “Mmm-hmm,” but she can barely muster that with your manhood thrusting deep into her throat. At that moment, Celestia gently inches herself off of your bed.
“Now that I’ve got what I wanted, I believe I should leave you two to yourselves… as for you…”
She rears her head back up to you.
“You had better treat my sister right. If you have the AUDACITY to think that you can just “give and go,” you’re sadly mistaken. With that said, we should keep in touch. As for now, I shall leave you to your duties. I have some… preparations to make, and a new bed to purchase. Feel free to stop by the castle at any time, it’s the least I can do for giving me such a rush, one that I haven’t felt in quite a while. And as for you…”
She glares at Luna.
“You could at least tell me before you leave your post next time. My guards can’t keep the city safe themselves, you know.”
She sends the both of you a wink, then exits the room. Luna groans, as if to say, “Finally!” but is muttered out by the movement of your shaft and her muzzle. As Celestia exits, she removes her mouth from your cock.
“Was she better than us? You still prefer us, right? Right?”
You immediately sit up and place your hands on either side of her face, and slowly bring her in for a passionate kiss. The taste of her lips is… awkward… and you have no doubt as to why, considering what she’s been doing to you for the longest time, but you nonetheless caress her, slowly reaching your hand down to her rump. After a little bit of positioning, she is overtop of you, your slick member rubbing against her warm clit.
“Art thou ready to finish round three?”
At that moment, you thrust your penis deep into the depths of her walls with all of your might, toppling her body on top of yours, and begin thrusting with all you’ve got. Every time your pelvis makes contact with hers, she lets out a quick, dull moan. She attempts to reposition herself, but is once again toppled by your relentless thrusting.
“O-o-oh YES! This is the way we mean by ROUGH!
Your pace quickens, her breathing exasperates, you’re not sure how long you can keep this up… until it finally blows. This orgasm is unlike any other you’ve felt, your pelvis picks up thrusting speed it has never achieved before, and you can’t stop. You begin filling her insides with your juice, as well as with her own. She lets out a deafening shriek as you penetrate her cervix and spill every last drop inside of her. Fluids come gushing out, splashing everywhere, but you keep thrusting. With one last move, you push every inch of what you have as deep as you have ever been inside her, as she shrieks in ecstasy while you implode her walls. Fluids erupt as a waterfall of love, dousing both of your rumps. You lay there, exhausted, as your mate lay on top of you, gasping for air. You stay in that position, savoring every moment your bodies are contacting each other.
“We didn’t have the chance to tell you this earlier today… but… we’re sorry about what happened.”
Then, it hits you. Those were the words she spoke earlier that day, a simple apology. You become somewhat infuriated that you spent all that time trying to decipher an apology, but it is easily rested by the thought that you now have the approval of both Princesses to love your mate. You assure her it is okay, and wrap your arms around her body. You close your eyes, and before you know it, both of you are fast asleep in the position you finished in.
Chapter 5.
The morning sun awakens you, it is abnormally bright today, either that, or you’re just not used to it. You notice your mistress has left once again, but she cleaned up after herself this time, as well as you. Your bedroom is spotless, and so is your bedspread, and there is a clean set of clothes lying beside you. You put them on, and decide to head out into the morning sunset towards the castle, greeting the occasional stallion and mare. You turn the corner at the bar you were almost vigorously assaulted at, and spot a group of stallions off in the distance, sitting on a bench beside the bar… it’s the same that almost ended your life, and the same that caused this incident with the Princess. They don’t notice you until you’re right next to them. You poke one on the shoulder who is talking to the one beside him, and he refuses to turn around. You poke him repeatedly, until he finally snaps and turns around.
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU W-“
His eyes suddenly turn from anger to resentment, his once angry facial expression turns into one of fear.
“OH SHIT! I’m sorry, man! I’ll leave you alone! Please, just don’t hurt me, and tell your marefriend to stop! PLEASE!”
He is now on the ground, kissing your feet, sobbing all over them. You shift your feet away from him, and he looks up to you in the most pitiful look you have ever seen. You issue him a thank you, as well as as an apology for trying to steal his wife. And with that, you initiate your walk down the road, as if nothing happened. In the distance, you hear a familiar voice.
“You see, why can’t you be a man like that?! You don’t know how to please me, why did I get married to you in the first place…”
You chuckle all the way to the castle without looking back. Upon arrival to the main gate, the guards keep their eye on you. When you make your way to the door, they prohibit you from entering.
“HALT! Who goes there?”
You don’t think telling them that you’re the person who fucked the Princesses will let you in, so you remain silent. Eventually, you are forced to leave the vicinity once again…
“Let this one pass, guards.” A familiar voice exclaims behind you.
You hear the gates slowly open, and turn around to see both princesses standing in wait for you, beckoning you to enter. The guards, in complete shock, can’t help but to drop their jaws at the sight of you joining their company, they almost forget to close the gate as you enter. You slowly make your way to the center of the castle, walking through the glorious courtyard, bushes surround either side of you, filled with multiple variations of plants, all their own color and smell. You make your way across the courtyard and into the main doors of the castle, and head up to the spiral staircase of the tower, the guards are watching in envy as you ascent the bedroom tower with the two of them, and you can’t help but to laugh to yourself. As you make it to the top of the bedroom tower and enter the room, you realize an extra door has been placed adjacent from the bathroom.
“If you desire, you may have that room to yourself, I’d rather make a mess of that room than my own, you understand, right?”
You nod your head in approval while uttering one thousand thanks, ultimately making her blush.
“Would you like to see what we have created?” calls Luna, beckoning you to the door.
You approach the door, and lo and behold, a royal chamber fit for a king has been prepared, a humongous bed, pictures of the couple of you laying next to each other… wait, pictures?!
“Oh, I hope you don’t mind, but I just couldn’t help myself last night, you two looked so cute together, I just wanted to capture that moment forever.”
You become slightly enraged, but the sound of them both giggling together calms you down. You briefly peruse the room some more, eventually happening upon a stack of papers. You approach them, and browse them carefully.
“Well, we had nowhere else to keep the wedding registration papers, so we figured you wouldn’t mind if we kept them in here…”
The last thing you could care about is a little clutter, you went from having nothing to having the most wonderful time of your life, and all It took as one night. You lay on the bed as the other two join you. You can tell you’re going to enjoy your new home in Canterlot, as well as the company of your soon-to-be wife and her approving sister. Perhaps… TOO approving, but hey, sharing is caring, and you’ve got enough love to go around.
-Fin
