Swept Away

by Holy

Rating: mature
Tags: Main 6, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Comedy, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Slice of Life
Length: 2675

Twilight Sparkle has made the otherwise mundane chore of sweeping fun. Maybe a little too fun...

Twilight Sparkle has made the otherwise mundane chore of sweeping fun. Maybe a little too fun...

Contains: Twilight gangbanging herself with brooms.

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Published 2016-06-03 20:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-06-03 20:20:02 UTC

Swept Away

"Sweep sweep sweep sweep," Twilight said, rocking her head back and forth with the dull thumping of the music.

Rainbow groaned. "Twilight."

"Sweep sweep sweep sweep," Twilight continued.

"Twilight!" Rainbow finally yelled.

Twilight jerked upright and stopped in place, Rainbow's voice jarring her out of her reverie. "Huh? What?"

"I think we're done sweeping," Rainbow said flatly. She motioned down towards the spotless floor beneath their hooves. Twilight looked around to see Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy had stopped with their sweeping, and Rainbow and Applejack were looking at her with raised eyebrows.

"Oh... I guess I got a little carried away," Twilight said, glancing at the broom in her magical grasp. After such an intense session of sweeping with all of her friends, the thought of having to put the broom up and move onto something else sent a sudden wave of anxiety through her for some reason. Twilight leaned down close to the floor, inspecting it to try and find any other dust particles or errant dirt she might have missed in the last half hour of sweeping. To her disappointment, she couldn't find any.

Twilight looked to her friends with a sheepish smile. "There might be some more sweeping we could to get this ingrained dust in the floor, don't you think?"

"Twilight, we've been sweeping forever. I think it's good," Rainbow said with a roll of her eyes.

Twilight perked up off the floor with a sudden thought. "Oh! The more we clean off and move in furniture, the more dust is going to start falling off again. That means we need to keep sweeping!" she said in an excited tone.

"Uh... we've gotta move that stuff in first, sugarcube," Applejack added. "I think we ought'a move onto somethin' else for now. This place's gotta be open by tonight, remember?"

"Oh... right." Twilight moved her broom over to the wall where the others had placed theirs. Twilight bit her lip and felt her anxious at the thought of letting the broom out of her magical grip. Just before she let it fall against the wall, Twilight wrapped the other three brooms in her magical grip as well, floating them over beside her.

"Twilight, what are you doing?" Rainbow asked, her eyebrow raising even higher at her friend's odd actions.

"Well we don't want these in our way, do we? I'll just take all of them back to the storage room so we can start on something else," Twilight said, her tone growing a bit frantic.

"If you say so, I guess," Applejack said. "We're gonna go help Pinkie Pie with some of the boxes."

"Alright! See you in a minute!" Twilight said, quickly spinning towards the storeroom and trotting off. Applejack and Rainbow exchanged a few confused glances, accompanied by Rainbow spinning her hoof in a circle beside her head.

Twilight swept the curtain aside and trotted into the storeroom, finally letting the shudder she'd been holding take control of her body. She felt the weight of the brooms in her magical grasp and let out a contented sigh at the feeling. She'd never been so intimate with a broom before; all she'd ever used before this were feather dusters and maybe the occasional cheap broom for a few minutes at a time. This was something entirely different.

Twilight couldn't bring herself to set the brooms down anywhere as she looked over each of them. She admired the craftsmanship, as they were obvious all made by hoof, each sanded down to a smooth shine in the soft storeroom light. The metal connection between the handle and the head was connected by a stiff metal socket that didn't allow any wiggle room between the two parts. The entire construction was sturdy and solid on each of them, and the bristles were just soft enough to make each stroke silky smooth, but just stiff enough to make sure no speck of dirt could get past their path.

Twilight bit her lip again as she surveyed them. She was tired of just holding them with magic; she wanted to feel the wood. She reached out her wing and clutched one out of her magic, immediately letting another shudder pass over her once the wood contacted the sensitive skin under her plumage. Twilight stroked up and down the wooden handle, enjoying the perfectly smooth wood against her feathers. Her curiosity became too great, and she soon leaned her head forward and let one of the brooms fall from her grasp and into her mouth. The smoky taste of the polished wood filled her senses, and she let out a quiet moan as the end of the handle moved around her mouth.

Twilight wrapped her hoof around another broom, letting the wood slide across her fur and caress the skin underneath. Twilight gently glided each broom in her grasp across the floor, sighing as the vibrations of the bristles lightly tickled her. She looked up at the last broom in her magical grasp, her eyes tracing their way up and down its solid, sturdy construction. Her eyes rested on the hundreds of bristles poking out at the bottom. She knew exactly what she wanted to do with this one.

Twilight lifted the broom over her head, letting it come down over her neck and rest upon her shoulders. She held in a breath as she applied a little pressure downwards, the bristles already bending and sliding across her fur and over the top of her wings. Twilight dragged the broom all the way against her tail and each little bristle split her fur apart and scratched every inch of the skin on her back in such a pleasurable way that Twilight couldn't help but moan around the handle still in her mouth.

Twilight's eyes went wide when she realized what she just did. She quickly peeked over at the curtain separating the two rooms and waited. When the only thing she could hear were the gentle murmurs of her friends on the other side, Twilight let out a sigh of relief, then closed her eyes as she cast a bubble of silence around herself. Once her attention was brought back to her brooms, Twilight made a very uncomfortable discovery: the fur beneath her tail was completely soaked with her own arousal. Twilight fidgeted uncomfortably at the feeling, as her sex screamed at her for some relief. Her entire body burned with desire and her hips subconsciously wiggled under the touch of the broom still positioned over her back.

Twilight let the broom slide out of her mouth as her mind became fogged with her own urges. She knew she shouldn't. She knew it was wrong after all of her friends had handled them, and even moreso that she was thinking of doing it in the middle of Rarity's new shop, but Twilight knew she couldn't help herself. These brooms were just too magnificent, they just felt too good rubbing up against her. She wanted that expertly crafted wood to grace her everywhere, she wanted to feel the sturdy, smooth handles and soft bristles brushing across every inch of her fur. She wanted them inside of her.

Twilight knelt down onto the concrete floor, taking all of the brooms back into her magical grasp. She rolled over onto her back and floated every single one of them into the air above her, her heart beating loudly at the thought of what she was about to do to herself. Twilight bit her lip so hard she thought it might bleed as she lowered the brooms down to her level. Her breathing became erratic as the first broom touched against her chest. Twilight let out a series of little, contented coos as she let the bristles trail across her fur. She lowered another one between her legs, handle first. She closed her eyes as the end hovered precariously close to her folds. Her mouth opened wide and she let out a loud moan when she pushed the broom forward, its smooth wood pressing against her entrance. Her own wetness let the broom easily slide into her, making Twilight arch her back at the feeling of being filled with the solid wood.

It wasn't enough though; Twilight needed more, and she still had two more brooms floating in the air. As she continued to run the bristles across her body, Twilight slipped the broom already inside her out of her folds, and let the another broom take its place. Twilight let out a soft sigh at the feeling of being filled again, her slit clenching around the wood as she let it explore her insides. She lowered the other broom below her folds, letting the wet wood poke against her tight ass. Twilight bit her lip again as she used her magic to force it forward, trying to relax and let the wood take her. She let out a little gasp once her ass opened up for the handle. The slick surface easily glided into her, and the two brooms caressed each other through her flesh as they pushed deeper and deeper inside of her. Twilight let the last broom fall down to her, making the end of the handle slip inside her mouth. She let the wood drop past her tongue and poke the back of her throat, the feeling of its unyielding surface sliding back and forth across her tongue making her moan around it.

Twilight pushed the brooms inside of her as deep as they could go, making a little wince once the one pushing past her folds bottomed out. She let out a pleasured sigh as she pulled that one back for another stroke, and pushed the one in her ass even deeper. She looked down over the one in her mouth and saw the handle making a little bump on her stomach as she let it stroke her insides. The feeling of being filled so deeply made Twilight let her head drop down to the concrete and let out a cry of delight. She'd never been so aroused in her entire life. The solid, smooth broom handles caressed every inch of her insides they could reach, making Twilight crazy with the sensations shooting through her body.

The broom against her chest slowly swished back and forth down her body, until it came to a rest against her mound. Twilight's breaths were short and erratic as the first bristle brushed past her clit and down her folds. She arched her back and let out another cry of delight at the feeling of the stiff bristles combing over her clit and spreading apart the fur around her labia. The brooms moved faster by the second inside of her, making Twilight's fluids spill onto the concrete as the handles got more sloppy with each stroke inside of her. Twilight felt tears flow down her cheeks and saliva trail off around her lips as the broom in her mouth poked further down her throat. She moaned around the hard wood in her mouth, loving the feeling of it filling her like that. Twilight writhed and shuddered under the wooden caresses of her insides, barely able to contain herself as the long shafts alternated their thrusts into her.

Twilight could feel the pressure building up inside of her. Every passing stroke and brush of the bristles across her brought her closer to the edge, and every second brought louder moans that echoed off of the pink barrier around her. Twilight sped up the pace so fast inside of her she could hardly keep her focus on the magical grasp of the brooms. The hard, wooden shafts swirled around her inner walls, making Twilight shiver with every movement. She could feel each and every little imperfection in the sanded wood inside her, every little bump making her moan so loud around the one in her mouth it began to grate on her vocal chords.

Finally, the pressure building up inside Twilight reached its peak, and all of the brooms froze up inside of her as every muscle in her body tensed in an overwhelming orgasm. Twilight arched her back and let the broom in her mouth slide out as her inner walls convulsed around the wood, lightly squeezing it as each waved rocked her entire body. She let out a long, strained moan as her magic grip faltered, making the handles bob up and down inside her, only increasing the pleasure that was shooting around her body. The feelings coursing through her body were heavenly, but every single one of Twilight's senses faded in the presence of such overwhelming euphoria. Her folds squirted against the bristles and wood held against her, spreading even more of her excitement across the brooms and concrete.

Twilight panted as the last waves of her orgasm spread through her. Unable to hold up the brooms any longer, she let them all clatter to the floor around her, with the one inside her folds slowly sliding out of her until it joined the others. Twilight just left the one in her ass, as it was in way too deep just to come out of her naturally now. She laid over on her side, trying to catch her breath as sweat matted her fur from the exhilaration she just went through. After taking a few moments to catch her breath, Twilight grabbed the end of the broom still inside her with her magic and slowly pulled it out. The final feelings of the handle caressing her insides made her let out another weak moan until it finally came out of her with a little pop. She let it clatter to the ground as well, too weak to do anything about it.

After Twilight managed to suck in a few more much-needed breaths, she opened her eyes back up and rolled onto her hooves, barely being able to stand up on her shaky, tired limbs. She let out a long sigh of relief at finally getting some release. She'd been needing that for weeks. Her horn let out a little spurt of magic and dispersed the bubble of silence. Twilight ran her wings across her mane, making sure it wasn't too dirty so her friends didn't expect anything.

She turned back towards the curtain but froze when she saw three pairs of eyes staring at her. She winced when she realized the raccoons from earlier never left, but tried to ease her worries of how long they were there watching her with the fact that they were just animals, and probably didn't really know what they were seeing.

Twilight walked out of the storeroom with a contented smile on her face. All the girls turned to look at her as soon as she came in.

"Twi, are you alright?" Applejack asked.

Twilight cleared her throat, still feeling a little ragged. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" she said, trying to put on her best innocent smile.

"You were in there for like forever," Rainbow added. "How long does it take to put up a few brooms?"

"Oh, well..." Twilight fell to her haunches and rubbed the back of her neck with her hoof. "I just had to... organize some of the supplies back there! That's it. Just some stuff that was out of order."

"But there are only a few empty boxes and crates back there," Fluttershy said.

Twilight gave them a sheepish smile. "You know how boxes are: always falling over and getting dirty. I just needed to straighten them up a little."

Applejack raised an eyebrow at her. "If you say s--"

Twilight stood up and took a deep breath, ready to put this behind her and start work on the new boutique again. "Okay, so what should we do next?"

The rest of the girls stood completely still as their eyes were drawn to the spot Twilight just got up from. Twilight had definitely just left a puddle of fluids on the concrete underneath her.

Author's Note

This is basically literary shitposting.