Hot Coffee Quickies: Celestia & Big Macintosh Part 2
HCQ: Celestia & Big Macintosh Pt 2
Summer break had finally arrived. It was an event within Canterlot High-school that was eagerly awaited by it's students. Everyone was looking forward to getting out in the good weather, catch some waves, cook some food or even just get a simple tan on the beach. The students and teachers had already arrived at the scene, the beach.
The sea-breeze air was a delightful feel upon the face, the gentle stir of the ocean and the sounds of excited teenagers - walking the crisp, heated sand. Principle Celestia was already wearing her bikini, she had intended on making the most of this trip for herself. The older woman was already setting up her umbrella, cooler and towel upon the sand. It seemed she was truly ready to spend some quality time, relaxing for once; instead of dealing with magical creatures from an alternative universe.
"You kids better be careful. Remember, make sure you tell a supervisor where you're going to be!"
The teacher grumbling after those kids ran off, stretching out her towel - she'd finally sit upon it and adjust the beach umbrella so the shade was covering her face.
Celestia was wearing a pristine white two-piece bikini. Her generous bust was being supported quite nicely by the beach garment. Wearing a pair of golden sandals, nothing special of course. Just something she liked the look of. A pair of dark-sunglasses resting over her eyes, as she stared out over the ocean before her.
Upon her bikini-bra however, there seemed to be a sun-mark or rather Celestia's 'cutie-mark' on each cup - with her hair flowing free and loose down the curves of her back. "Finally... now I can take a moment to relax." A deep feeling of relief washing over her, allowing her body to suddenly relax - following up with a much needed sigh.
Of course there were plenty of other reasons the students enjoyed coming out to the beach, particularly the boys. It wasn't too surprising that they'd have their own opinions and views on the girls around the school, and there were few better times to gawk and ogle the numerous beauties at Canterlot High School than when they were dressed in their finest swimwear for the weekend, glistening with suntan oil, and playing about in the glittering waters. A bit juvenile perhaps, but boys would be boys.
Leave it to Rarity to pick out something stunning, yet scanty, to display her supple figure, though the lacy number looked like it might fall right off if she got into the water. Rainbow Dash wore an appropriately sporty one-piece that'd be right at home in a race or volleyball game, but her sleek frame wasn't exactly bursting with curves.
The two bigger surprises were Fluttershy and Sunset Shimmer in this case, the former being particularly chesty and curvy in the right places despite her modest green one-piece, and Sunset was just glowing with confidence in her bikini to display her slightly tanned, lovely body to all. With a name like that, it'd be hard not to shine in the daylight.
Celestia no doubt got her own share of 'fans' ogling her while she had been around, though Luna seemed to prefer the cooler evenings and supposedly burned quickly in the sunlight. But everyone was plenty happy to run off to go for the surfboards, or volleyballs, or snag a spot by the water where they could tan and nap, while the chaperones had their own little time to relax.
And with the sounds of the waves and distant birds, while surrounded by an outcropping of rocks for some privacy, it was little wonder Celestia might find herself dozing or starting to... at least until a rather strong, large pair of hands lifted, squeezed into the bountiful flesh of her breasts, and the shade above her belonged to a much larger figure rather than her umbrella.
"Shh...", came a familiar tone easing her into silence, and as her eyes adjusted, she'd see the familiar crop of red hair, green eyes, and a smiling, freckled face over her own.
"All alone, hm?", straddling over her with surprising silence and care, wearing only a dark red set of swimming trunks to bare his otherwise broad, well-toned figure to the light and air. Obviously since their first little encounter, he'd gotten a little bolder with her. And AJ's grades had improved!
Naturally the principle stared at him, she wasn't entirely amused at his sudden and yet quiet movements. He was rather quick, easy and silent for someone sporting such a bulking form. Though the headmistress couldn't help but groan suddenly, mostly in surprise, as those firm and needy hands came right down into her plush, womanly flesh.
"Yes, I was... until a certain boy turned up."
Celestia lifted her sunglasses with a hand, poking them up onto her forehead; so that she could gaze up toward the farm-boy. Of course the pretty woman had a blushing expression, making sure to look around so that no, sneaky and peeking students could see what was going on. Thankfully, she was covered by the collection of rocks around them and her beach umbrella.
"Shouldn't you be keeping an eye on our students, Big Macintosh?" She'd raise an eye, trying to remain professional - despite having her womanly orbs currently being handled in such a needy way.
"Nah.", he'd shrug his broad shoulders before leaning in, pressing a soft, slow kiss upon those plush lips that he seemed to adore and miss so very often. It wasn't exactly common knowledge that they were such close friends after all, but if anyone could keep a secret to themselves, Big Mac would be that person.
"Cherilee's watchin' 'em. And Twilight's her usual fussy self.", for as long as the talented egg-head had been here after all, she'd still been something of a teacher's pet and always the sort to try and be the responsible one. And though his little sister was probably getting ogled as well in her bright red bikini, showing off plenty of tanned, slightly freckled flesh and muscle, he didn't exactly worry about her.
"Just us for now...", another brush of his lips over hers, even as those strong hands kneaded and rolled her heavy bosom about in an eager, if surprisingly gentle manner. At least until the flawless white cloth was pulled outwards, her generous tits spilling out over the thin cloth, bared for him to keep playing with even as she'd feel something familiarly hot, hardening, and heavy swelling against the inside of he thigh.
"Oh. Then I suppose I can worry less about them and focus more on my rel-AH!"
The beach principle would release another quick, sudden gasp as those manly hands made light work of her impressive bosom. Aswel as that kiss, connecting upon her lips. Celestia would be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying this right now. So far they had managed to maintain this relationship between them in secret, without drawing suspicion. At this present moment, she could feel that hardening and intense warmth against her body as Big Macintosh continued to straddle her - having his fun with her plump, soft breasts.
"Aaaah... now... hold on... you're getting a little too excited, aren't you?", Celestia grunted as she gasped in soft, cute moans. Obviously the woman was trying her best to hold back those groans, showing her enjoyment of such treatment. Though, that was typical Celestia. A professional to the bitter end.
"Mmm... and you aren't?", came that ever lazy, slightly sardonic reply with a faint smirk, at least until his lips began to brush over her neck and shoulder, one of her heavy breasts left to heave and wobble on its own as the other continued to be molested and mauled in the big farm hand's grip.
Though their occupations couldn't have been any different, they obviously found more than a bit of common ground in secret, especially as his lips wrapped around the rosy pink bud of her nipple to kiss and suckle. None too slow by the way his other hand slipped down into the flimsy white bikini bottom keeping her shapely derriere and femininity barely out of view, palm stirring and grinding lightly over her warm mound.
He might've been simple in his own way, but after knowing her this way for so long, he seemed to love worshiping her body, knowing where exactly got her riled up, though he was already panting, breathing hard through his nose by the time that red-tinted pillar of flesh started to poke over the waistband of his swimming trunks, starting to slide down his muscular hips to allow more of it to peek out and brush against her silken skin.
"Well... I have to say... I am enjoying myself..."
The heated principle was already feeling how her body was betraying her. That precious spot between her legs already quite heated, oozing a needy quim as her eagerness was very apparent. Thankfully she was wearing that swim-suit, at least if anyone saw, she could easily put it off as sea-water.
Celestia closed her eyes for a moment, taking in slow and deep breathes as she enjoyed the pleasures he was placing upon her. Her breasts were out on full display now, dripping over that thin fabric - which was her bikini top. Feeling Big Macintosh's hand, rather his palm, working over her mound - squeezing more and more juice from that ripe lemon.
It was only natural that Celestia spread her legs a little more, giving the eager boy more room to work and feeling her heart starting to beat faster and faster. Even as the boy suckled her nipple, she groaned happily and arched her back slightly. It wouldn't take much effort for her nipple to poke and salute at full attention.
"I think I should return the gesture, mm?"
The pretty principle smirked, moving her hand forward and caressing the shape of that hard cock along the males shorts. Drawing, even tickling her fingers along the length until she reached the exposed tip - which then, she would rub her thumb and first-finger across the head; aiming to slide over that little hole, freshly opened eyes gazing back upon his own.
"Hnng..." He groaned softly and tensing up, which seemed almost odd really.
Looking, feeling him up, it'd be easy to assume Big Macintosh was just a big slab of muscle and bone. He could be seen carrying around items like bags of grain, or full crates of apples, or even small boulders with as much ease as someone else might lift a backpack, and with that observation in mind, it wasn't too surprising that any gal would be drawn towards that hefty package he was sporting as well.
But for all its size and girth, he was a sensitive soul in more than one ways, and Celestia in turn knew exactly how the big stud liked to be teased as her fingertips worked over that swollen cock-tip and even the thin cum-slit at the tip. Lips leaving from her breast with an audible *pop*, rising back up on his knees with a soft huff to catch his breath while his eyes were trapped on her angelic, yet alluring features and eyes.
And she'd get an eyeful herself no doubt when he tugged his trunks down to his knees, leaving that massive tool jutting out and up proudly before her, hovering before her features deliciously. "Mmm... I reckon y'should, but he looks mighty happy t'see ya, don't he? Maybe just a 'lil kiss first.", green eyes winking down at her, even as he licked at his palm to get a taste of her faintly-salty, warm nectar drenched there.
"He wants a kiss does he?"
Celestia teased with a sweet voice, observing as that brute came out to say hello. Of course the principle couldn't help but let her eyes gaze upon his mighty prick, she loved the shape of it and how thick it was. Length wasn't something that easily impressed her, it was girth, it was thickness - something that she knew, that was going to have no problems... splitting her open; nice and wide.
"I suppose I could do the right thing, give him a kiss for being such a good boy and having some restraint at-least.", Celestia chuckled, shaking her head in a teasing manner.
As the swim-suit edition Celestia lay back, staring down toward the gorgeous cock - throbbing and eager for shade; she couldn't help but line up her cleavage. Now both breasts were either side of that prick, and she was taking a moment to have fun picturing it infront of her; of how that cock would look thrust between her fat chest valley.
No longer would she delay however. Deciding to now push herself up, she would lean forward and press her very lips; those plush lips, against the head of that cock. Giving him a slow, passionate and romantic kiss - right to the head of that pulsing prick. Making sure to leave a smudge of saliva upon his very tip, she'd then sit back and smirk at him. Afew seconds more and she'd be frenching that very head.
"Did you like that, Big Mac?" She'd ask, tauntingly.
To be fair, restraint had been exceptionally hard on the ride to the beach. She'd had the good sense to at least wear something over her swimsuit while they'd been riding the bus to get here, and Big Mac had been quiet at the back as usual, watching her every so often without being noticed.
But the moment she'd slipped out of her clothes and into that bikini, his expression was very similar to every other boy's wide-eyed gawp, though perhaps only she'd noticed at that point. It'd taken a lot of restraint to not carry her over his shoulder to the nearest bed certainly, and more to wait until she'd been alone and relaxed. And now he was being rewarded for his efforts, groaning softly already as she found his towering cock soon disappearing, trapped within the silken valley of her cleavage.
The fact that the tip popped out over the top of those lightly-tanned mounds was enough of a statement itself, and if that wasn't enough, his eyes started to roll into the back of his skull at the heavenly sensation added when she began deeply, wantonly kissing into that sensitive, blunt tip.
"Mmmf...f-fuck...", cursing in a way not usual, panting abit heavier now while the taste of thin, salty pre-cum would be upon her tongue.
"I ain't a teacher, but I'd give that one an A+ right there...", and of course it occurred to him that they had the whole weekend to enjoy, reaching down to help keep her breasts mashed around his twitching pole as he thrust forward, giving her a few more inches to suckle on.
"Oh? You want some more, I suppose I can do that.", Celestia would smirk up toward the aching boy, then down toward that equally aching cock.
The principle was quite shocked to see that cock disappearing quite intimately between her plush, full bosom - and on-top of that she was enjoying the feel of those hands, cuddling her very bosom and mashing that very flesh around his own thick fucking pole.
"Aaaaaa-mmmmnn."
Celestia decided to waste no-more time with this. Pushing her lips upon the head of that cock, as Big Mac eased more of it between her soft, silken breasts. The more he pushed, the more she suckled between her eager lips. Plush petals holding firmly upon his soft, heated flesh - gladly accommodating him as each inch advanced into her maw.
"Mmmmmmmmnnn... mmmnnnph.... mmnnnnh!", the principle released more and more of those grunts, enjoying the heat and slight salty taste that entered her mouth and washed over her tongue as she worked. At this moment, Celestia was using her elbows to support herself as she remained propped up - with her mouth over his tip, with those breasts cupped nicely around that thick dick.
Though it'd be quite a sight for anyone who happened to be watching, which thankfully was no one, the view from either the farmhand's or principal's perspective was probably far more fetching. Though it wasn't any warmer or sunnier than a typical day on the farm, Big Mac was already working up a thin sheen of sweat over his muscled frame as he thrust slowly, but powerfully into those pillow-soft, wobbling mounds pressed around his twitching mast, grunting and huffing despite how smoothly and easily his cock slid into that silken cleavage.
Heavy orbs bouncing softly against her under-cleavage, and he had his eyes set on the way she gazed back up at him while the first few inches of his mast were being slurped and suckled upon within her mouth. It was a little surprising they'd never tried this before, but on top of that, they were out beneath the sun, the wind on their backs, and anyone could just walk over and see them going at it... and seeing the prim, almost regal sort of principal now wantonly pleasing him with her mouth and tits, was soon too much even for a stud like him.
"G-gonna cum...!", giving her that much of a warning at least before she'd taste a burst of thick saltiness upon her tongue, followed by a heavy groan and deeper thrust into her yielding mounds, keeping them massaging and squeezing around his mast as it poked out over her cleavage, firing bursts of his hot, thick seed onto her blushed features like it'd never stop.
But of course he had his limits, more or less, the flow reduced to a dribble after what seemed like forever, and the pastel-haired beauty's features would be coated in gobs, ropes of his milky-white nut, leaving the big fellow panting, groaning softly, but still hard and looking ever excited seeing her being drenched in his seed.
Celestia only had mere moments to react. But alas it was still too late and with his announcement, she could suddenly feel a thick wad of manly spunk - just empty right into her mouth.
"Mmmmk!?"
It caught the dear principle off guard, but it seemed Big Macintosh wasn't going to stop either. The hunky farm-boy kept going with his release, emptying one shot after another into her mouth and coating her insides with a heavy coating of boy-sauce.
The principle suddenly shut her eyes, tightening them as she endured the squirting within her shut maw. When the boy finally calmed down, releasing all he saved up - she would slowly pull her mouth from around that fat dick, making sure to keep him nice and clean. The cheeky principle even managed to suckle upon the tip of his prick, before finally, popping off.
"Mmn!"
For a moment however, the naughty principle would open her mouth and show the daring farm-boy just the mess he had left within her delicate little mouth - swirling her tongue around, churning that spunk like it were butter. Then... her lips would seal and a large gulp could be heard, accepting her freshly made protein shake for the day.
"That was... delicious. Refreshing I must say. Did you enjoy that quickie, my darling Big Mac?", Celestia would smirk, fitting her bra around her breasts again and making sure they fit nice and snug - aswel as fixing her bikini bottoms.
"How about we take a break and then... go into the water together, mm?", she'd sneer as the principle pushed herself up, leaning in against the kneeling farm-boy and whispering into his ear. "...Then you can show me some watersports, hm?"
