Princess Celestia sat elegantly atop a cushioned, soft couch that accommodated her larger form, as well as allowing other ponies to sit on it, too. Her heavenly rump plopped down on a velvety pillow, squashing it under her weight; there's many ponies who would wish to be that pillow at that moment. She wiggled her hips to position herself in a comfortable pose, her ethereal tail swishing back and forth at a snail’s pace. A small smile was plastered on her complexion as she rested, turning to face her student who was busy sipping on a cup filled to the brim with peppermint tea; her and Twilight’s favorite flavor.
The smaller, and much more younger Alicorn had no clue as to why she was summoned here. She received a letter why tending to her daily cleaning; of which lasted all day, and usually involved Spike doing most of the work whilst she sipped on juice. All it said is that it's an important matter regarding Twilight’s personal problems, and that Princess Celestia wanted to discuss them. What personal problems, she didn't know. The former unicorn will just have to find out, whenever her mentor stops wiggling her exceedingly scrumptious plot in front of her… With thoughts like these, who needs basic sexual contact when she can just flick the bead to said thoughts and images?
The older Alicorn knew that her student was thinking about her; everypony does. Who can ignore such a massive beautiful posterior such as hers? It took her hundreds of years, a diet consisting solely of cake, and thousands upon thousands of squats… I don't know how equines do squats, but no one ever said this is a serious story… To perfect her plot. She liked to pride herself on her magnificent rump, one of which her own sister did not possess; of course, Luna was on the Moon when decided to stop ruling the country and instead work on her ass, but she's sure her sister probably did her own thing on the Moon in her absence.
All Twilight could think about was her mentor and the way her flanks traced across the pillow, bellows of soft flesh trailing behind her motions like waves crashing onto a beach… Shit analogy, but whatever… The smaller pony could already feel herself beginning to get worked up, but the way the princess presents herself, it's almost as if she's doing it on purpose. If this was her intention, then by the Gods of all that is glorious, it is working! Biting her lip and trying to mask her growing blush behind a levitating cup of tea, the former unicorn spoke up and inquired about her needed presence before she lost herself; that would be pretty hot, though.
“Um… Princess, w-why was I sent here? You said it was about my p-personal problems?” Twilight asked timidly, her tail covering her more private areas to guard her precious jewels; oops, that sounds like she has balls, lemme’ fix that… her precious entrance, hoping that her mentor does not see her leaking shame. Her breaths began to become labored and heavy as more thoughts of the princess’ plump posterior invaded her mind, refusing to leave. By the Gods, she was going to break! Why is she now thinking about this?! This has never happened before, so why now?!
Princess Celestia ceased her motions and turned to face her student, a calm smile adorned on her muzzle. “Ah, yes… Well, Twilight, as you know, I have been around for many, many years… And in those years, I have had several… Hmm, let's say lovers… So, as the newest princess, I am going to tell you my knowledge of sex, hoping you may one day, find yourself your own lover.” She eloquently said, oblivious to the fact that her student was squirming and shivering in embarrassment right directly in front of her; she knew, but she didn't care, that was the whole damn point. Her lips curled upwards ever so slightly knowing she was effectively making Twilight flustered.
Brain.exe is refusing to work, do you want to reset? No, let's just wait… Twilight placed her tea cup and allowed the older Alicorn to witness her heavy blush and her barely concealed lip-biting. Not knowing exactly how to respond to this, much like Rainbow Dash’s scissoring proposal, she opted to go with most simplistic of answers. “O-Okay.” In case the mare heard too much, she can just go home and drink the emergency bleach. It burns her throat, but erases her memory from the last twenty-four hours. No worries, though, she's done it before and even concocted a bleach cocktail. It's actually quite delicious… Okay, enough about bleach, no one fucking cares.
“Let's start how to approach a potential lover; first off, you want to use the technique-”
“What's the technique?” Twilight suddenly interrupted. Before Celestia could answer, one of the guards in the room… They were there the whole time, shut up… Began moving his hips around in a circular motion, and then scared the younger Alicorn when he suddenly screamed.
“BRING IT AROUND TOWN!”
“Ahem, yes, thank you, Private Dusk Storms. But that’s not quite what I had in mind. No, what you want to is puff out your chest, ruffle your feathers, and scrunch your muzzle. It works everytime… Except for him…” Princess Celestia finished in a whisper.
“What was that last part, Princess?” The magenta pony inquired, her interest peaked considering she was basically being told how to fuck by the ruler of the country herself.
“Nothing, ignore it. Anyway, once you get a lover of your choosing into the bedroom, you want to present yourself. Private Dusk, if you will, please equip the proper outfit and assume the position.” The guard who previously shouted quietly grumbled to himself whilst his partner snickered at his misfortune. After discarding his armor, he returned with a skirt, stockings, a bowtie in his mane, a collar around his neck, and a very hard blush. He crouched down so his head was touching the floor, and his plot was hanging in the air. And to complete the assemble, he finished it with a few words.
“Oh look, sexy stallion, I am aroused, please insert your long dong into my wet pussy.” He said with a deadpan tone and an unamused expression on his face. Twilight sensed his partner could suffocate just from the sheer amount of laughs she was producing at his expense; and the stallion, after this scene, would probably intentionally suffocate himself… Not in the sexy way, though.
“Thank you very much, Private Dusk. But, please, remain in your new uniform.” Celestia thanked him calmly, ignoring his look of utter despair.
“Fucking end me… Of course, Your Majesty.” He replied, bowing to the oh-so benevolent ruler. Turning back to Twilight, the white Alicorn continued her impromptu learning session; maybe she could do a teacher-student roleplay? Too much, maybe.
“And finally, for the last part, which is the easiest of them all.”
Perking up at this, Twilight smiled warmly at the implications of something ‘easy’ in this whole ordeal. “What's that?”
“Oh, just sit on his cock.”
