This desperately needs some attention. (Edited by starblade)
It was an overcast day in the city of Manehatten. The streets were bustling with people, and the blaring noise of cars and trucks could be heard for miles. Meanwhile, at Solaris Academy, a prestigious university located in the heart of the city, a young man by the name of Spike Dracone was in the middle of his Advanced Science course. Spike excelled in science-based subjects, and he enjoyed every second of it. (Though in this case, it wasn’t for the lesson alone.)
If one was to ask the students of Solaris Academy–particularly the male students–what they liked most about the university, the most common response would be, “the teaching staff.” The school boasts several talented and amicable professors and teachers on its payroll, however, six particular teachers seem to stand out among the rest. These six happen to be remarkable young women, each possessing a unique charm, beauty, and charisma all their own. Spike knew these ladies quite well from his childhood and enjoyed the company of all of them. But the teacher he favored most of all was his science professor, Ms. Twilight Sparkle.
Twilight had known Spike since he was still a kid and had been an important figure in his life as he grew up. She even tutored him a few times while he was still in high school. So when the time came that he graduated and needed to choose a college, he instantly applied for the local university, Solaris Academy; half the reason was due to its spotless reputation and prestigious record, while the other half was so that he could spend time with Twilight and his other five friends. That occurred about one year ago, when he had turned 18-years-old and became a legal adult.
“Alright class, that’s all for today,” Twilight said, placing her piece of chalk down as she turned to face the class. Spike couldn’t help but stare momentarily at her very appealing figure. Twilight wore a pair of slim, black, reading glasses that gave her already beautiful face a smart-yet-cute style. Her iconic violet hair with the pink streak down the middle was done up in a small bun. She wore a white, button-up blouse, a black sweater vest, and matching black, ankle-length skirt with 2-inch black heels. Her simple, yet stunning, ensemble hugged her shapely hourglass figure, accentuating her curves rather than hiding them. It took a great amount of Spike’s willpower to avoid gawking at her ample breasts.
As the class began to pack up their stuff, their movements brought Spike out of his trance, prompting the young man to gather up his own belongings. With the class distracted with their efforts to leave, it was the teacher’s turn to secretly ogle. Twilight’s eyes instantly darted to where Spike was sitting, watching the young man’s lithe form stand and stretch before gathering his possessions. If she had to choose words to describe Spike, it would most likely be......
...tall, dark and handsome.
He wasn’t always like that, of course. Twilight knew him when he was still a child. Back when he was still short, adorable, and slightly on the chubby side. But over the years, she’s watched him grow from a cute kid to the attractive specimen he is today. He had long since worked off the baby fat from his younger years and gained a more slender, toned appearance. She had even seen the makings of a six pack on his abs during a trip to the beach last summer. (No doubt thanks to Rainbow Dash’s personal training regimen; the studious science professor made a mental note to thank her polychromatic-haired friend for her efforts.)
Currently he was wearing a pair of black jeans and a green t-shirt that matched his green, spiky hair and emerald eyes. Twilight was pleased to see that he wore a long-sleeved, purple jacket with black stripes running down its sides over his t-shirt. She had got it for him for his 18th birthday, last year. Seeing him fill up his backpack with his books mentally knocked Twilight back to her senses. She still had a “special” announcement to make and she needed to hurry so that she could dismiss the class.
“Excuse me, Mr. Dracone?” she said, getting his attention. Spike’s classmates, who had yet to leave, also stopped to pay attention, their curiosity being peeked.
“Uh, yeah Twi-I mean, yes, Ms. Sparkle?” Spike asked nervously, partly because he almost forgot to address her properly as a teacher, and partly because Twilight had never called him after class like this.
“I’d like for you to come back to class later this afternoon.”
“Oh, uh, okay. Might I ask what for?”
“Yes, it’s in regard to your score on the last test. The results are something I feel need to be brought to your attention, so I’d like you to come by to discuss them.”
Everyone in the room suddenly cocked their heads in the direction of Spike’s shocked face. A million thoughts were racing through his head. ‘Did I fail? I know I studied for that test. I thought I did pretty good. Did I make some kind of mistake? Was it really that bad? Is Twilight going to reprimand me?’ All this and more were running through his mind, brought on by a sudden surge of panic and self-doubt.
“...cone......racone.....Mr. Dracone......Spike?!” Twilight shouted.
“Huh?” Spike responded as he was brought out of his contemplation. A number of students giggled at his confused reaction.
“Can I expect you to see you back here when you’re free?” she asked with a raised brow.
“Um, yes, of course. I’ll be there!” he said with a nervous smile.
“Excellent,” she said in a tone that made him shiver. “Alright then, you are all dismissed!”
Twilight was the first to leave, exiting out of a door situated directly behind her. None of the students knew where it led, only that it was exclusively used by the teachers. Everyone soon left the classroom through a separate door, but not without a few of them throwing teasing glances Spike’s way before they left.
Later that afternoon, Spike had finally finished all of his other courses for the day, so he was making his way back to Twilight’s classroom as he agreed. However, he wasn’t travelling alone. Accompanying him were three of his fellow classmates and closest friends: Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. Coincidentally, these three happened to be relations to three of his six favorite teachers at the university. Appleboom was the younger sister of Applejack, a teacher in the Agricultural Department. Sweetie Belle was the younger sister of Rarity, a teacher in the Textiles Department, and also taught Drama courses on the side. Finally, Scootaloo was the adopted younger sister of Rainbow Dash, who was not only a teacher in the Athletics Department, but was also the head coach of the school’s football team.
The trio had joined the school the same year as Spike, and all three had successfully tried out for the cheerleading team. After a year of high kicks, splits, and serious rump shaking, the three had become rather popular among the student body. They were currently wearing their cheerleader uniforms, rose red and white tank tops with matching thigh-high mini-skirts that waved in the breeze. The letters “S” and “A” were written in fiery cursive on the front of their tank tops, and their names were printed in bold white letters on the back.
Applebloom, Sweetie, and Scootaloo were on their way to cheerleading practice when they ran into Spike on the way. Like their sisters, they were also old friends of his, back when the four of them were still kids. Since Twilight’s classroom was on the way to the stadium, they decided to join him.
“So what’s this all about anyway?” Sweetie Belle asked.
“Yeah, you suddenly turn into a bad boy or something?” Scootaloo added with an amused chuckle.
“Now, now, y’all. Just calm down and let the boy explain himself,” Applebloom intervened.
“Well...she said that it had something to do with the score I got on my last science test,” Spike stated.
“But don’t you usually do good on those?” Sweetie asked.
“Yeah, I do, and I studied for it, too! I didn’t fail it, or at least I think I didn’t,” he said, losing some of his self-confidence to doubt and worry. It was at this point that the four of them had arrived outside the door to Twilight’s classroom.
“Well, good luck to ya, Spike,” Applebloom said, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.
“Yeah dude, see ya later,” Scootaloo said, planting a soft kiss on his other cheek.
“Bye, Spike. Sorry we can’t stick around, but we’ve got to get to practice,” Sweetie Belle finished, planting a kiss on the same cheek as Applebloom. However, her lips touched the corner of his mouth upon contact. The three girls strolled away, leaving a stunned, visibly blushing Spike on his own. He knew the girls could be pretty affectionate, but they were just friendly kisses.....right?
“Huh...maybe those girls like me a little more than just as a friend?......Nah.” he said, brushing it off before heading inside the classroom.
“Hello?! Ms. Sparkle?!” Spike called out into the room.
The classroom seemed much larger now that it was totally empty.....well, almost totally empty. Looking over towards Twilight’s desk, Spike saw that it had been cleared off, save for a single sheet of paper. He assumed that it must have been the test paper Twilight was talking about, so he went over to investigate. Sure enough, it was Spike’s test from the previous week, complete with a graded score. Looking at the grade, Spike was frozen in shock.
He had gotten a perfect score.
“Huh?! But, if I got a perfect score, then why would Twilight make me think that I failed it?”
“Oh Spike, why would you ever think that I failed you? You’re my best student~” said a husky, feminine voice from behind him.
Spike quickly turned around and was met by a jaw-dropping sight. It was Twilight Sparkle, but she gave off a completely different look and feel than the studious bookworm she’s known to be. Her usually immaculate hair had become messier, making the bun loose, tangled strands of hair hanging off to the sides, and her bangs hanging over her eyebrows. Her glasses had been lowered to a point where her eyes could peek from the top, staring at Spike with an enticing gaze. Her sweater vest was gone, and her blouse had a few of the top buttons undone, allowing an ample amount of cleavage to show off her perky breasts.
Spike was stunned. It was as if Twilight somehow searched the deepest, darkest recess of his mind, uncovered his Sexual Fantasies files, and discovered his “sexy librarian” fantasy/wet dream. Coincidentally, Twilight had always been the one chosen to be the sexy librarian in those fantasies. (He had other fantasies, some involving the other five teachers, but that was another story.)
“M-M-Miss Sparkle?! W-What’s g-going on?” Spike asked nervously, desperately trying to keep control over his eyes. They seemed very eager to disobey his control and drink in Twilight’s appearance like a glass of water in the middle of the desert. Twilight giggled, an impish yet charming smile on her lips at the sight of Spike’s flustered appearance.
“Oh Spike, we’re alone here and it’s after school hours. You can just call me ‘Twi’ like you always do,” she said, leaning over and planting her elbow on the desk before planting her hand underneath her chin. She sent a dreamy stare towards Spike, making him blush and shudder.
“Well, ok then, Twi. Um, I noticed I got a p-perfect score on the p-paper.”
“Fufufufufufufufu! What’s wrong, Spike? Feeling a bit chilly? How about I turn up the heat, just. for. you.”
Twilight sashayed her way over to the bewildered young man, draping her arms around his neck and leaning in closely as her lavender eyes gazed longingly into his green ones. She had always thought the young man before her was handsome and attractive, but the one thing that drew her to him the most were his green eyes. Those verdant orbs seemed to just pop out at you.
“Twilight, what’s going on? Why are you acting like this? Why’d you call me here if I did well on the last exam?” Spike asked as Twilight’s lips–glossed over in the teacher’s favorite shade of purple lipstick–drew closer to his own.
“Spike...there’s something I’ve been wanting to get off my chest for a while.”
“Which is?” Spike asked, trying his best to remain calm and not stare down at the cleavage beneath his gaze.
“Well Spike, I.....I-I love you!” she finally admitted. “At first, when you were smaller, it was more of a sisterly kind of love. But watching you grow up from that cute, helpful little boy to this strapping young man before me has changed me.”
“Really? How so?” Spike asked as he finally calmed down. Mostly because Twilight was no longer looking at him with lidded eyes full of lust, but with an honest gaze of truth and sincerity. Twilight lifted her right hand and gently stroked the side of Spike’s face.
“Spike, back when I was your age, I did little more than study and do research. Most days, you could find me alone in the lab or in the library. If it wasn’t for you, I’m sure I wouldn’t have grown out of my shell, nor would I have made the wonderful friends and colleagues I have today. Later on, I tried the dating scene for a while, but there was no guy who could meet the standards I set for them. Eventually, I worried that I would never find the right one....that is, until I noticed you.”
“M-Me?”
“Yes Spike, you. You are handsome, loyal, helpful, caring, and everything else that a girl like me could want in a guy. Plus, you’re pretty smart and an excellent student, and I happen to find that......hot~” Twilight said, her voice regaining its previous huskiness.
“That’s why I made that announcement earlier today. I just needed an excuse to get you to come back here without drawing suspicion. And now that you’re here, the real fun can begin~”
Twilight took a step back and started to undo the remaining buttons of her blouse. As the fabric came undone, it revealed a lavender bra hidden underneath, currently struggling to contain Twilight’s perky breasts. It looked like the lacy garment might pop off at any moment.
“B-But Twilight, you’re 27-years-old! More importantly, you’re my teacher!” Spike argued.
“There’s no need to worry, Spike. You’re 19-years-old now, more than old enough to be considered an adult. And it’s not uncommon for there to be a slight age gap between couples these days. As for me being you’re teacher, why do you think I put on this little charade in the first place? You and I now have this room all to ourselves, so this can be our little secret. Nobody else needs to know about this.
Spike was speechless. For as long as he had known her, Twilight had been the most upstanding girl Spike had ever met. She always abided by the rule book (after reading and re-reading it four or five times). And yet, here she stood before him, offering herself to him and disregarding the taboo of a teacher-student relationship. It was so wrong, so lewd, so totally unacceptable.....
....so unbelievably hot.
“So what do you say, Spike?” Twilight said, snapping Spike out of his thoughts. “Will you be my lover?”
It took less than a second for Spike to consider her question and respond. He knew what he needed to do, for both their sakes.
“Twi......” Spike said with a solemn look on his face.
Fear crept into Twilight’s chest. Was Spike really going to reject her? Just as she was about to speak, her lips were suddenly blocked by his as he planted the most passionate kiss on her that she had ever received. She was surprised at first by his boldness, but she didn’t back away from him. Instead, she closed her eyes and gave in, enjoying the intoxicating feeling of his lips on hers. Not long after, Twilight felt something prodding at her lips. She avidly parted her lips, giving Spike’s tongue entry into her mouth while she probed her own into his. She began to feel exceedingly warm and lightheaded, as if she was getting intoxicated by Spike’s taste.
“*huff* *huff* Wow, Spike,” she gasped, catching her breath after breaking off the kiss. “I didn’t think you’d be such a great kisser. Have you done this before?” she asked with a coy smile.
“Heheh, maybe once or twice,” Spike said nervously as distant memories began to flood his mind. Years ago, after hearing about “the birds and the bees” from their parents, Spike and the Cutie Mark Crusaders–what Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo called themselves back then–grew rather curious about the world of adults. So they decided to learn by practicing on each other. But since Spike was the only boy the CMC felt comfortable with, he ended up getting three times as much practice as they did.
Spike hastily pushed those memories aside. He could dredge up memories of his practice sessions later. Right now, he had a woman that needed tending to, and this was no practice session.
“So what now, Twi?” Spike asked curiously. He never had a girlfriend before, and now that he had one, he didn’t know what they should do first. So he decided to let Twilight dictate their first move as a couple.
“Well....you see that door?” Twilight motioned towards the door behind her desk.
“Yeah. There have been a few rumors floating around amongst the students about where it leads, but no one knows for sure. So, what? Is it some kind of super secret shortcut for teachers only or something?”
With a coy smile, Twilight grabbed Spike by the hand and led him towards the door. “Secret? Yes. Shortcut? Nope. On the other side is another room, one I’ve been preparing just for this moment, my love.”
A series of questions were on the tip of Spike’s tongue, but they were forestalled once Twilight opened the door and revealed its contents. Beyond the threshold was a small, dark room with the only piece of furniture being a queen-sized bed lying directly in the middle. The only source of light was a bunch of lit candles that surrounded the bed. The scene reminded Spike of some scenes that he’d watched in some less than wholesome movies. He looked to his side to speak to Twilight, but was surprised to find that she was no longer by his side. She was waiting for him on the bed.
When he noticed her, she had left him utterly speechless once again. Twilight was on her hands and knees, facing towards him and completely naked. Her discarded clothes lay in a haphazard pile at the foot of the bed.
“Oh SpiiIIIiiiIIIiike~” she called sultrily, inviting him to “come hither” with her finger. “I’ve been a very bad girl. Will you come teach me a lesson?” Spike’s face lit up like a stoplight, and a noticeably large bulge in his pants arose, putting itself on vivid display.
“S-Sure thing,” he replied. His shaky voice confirmed how nervous he felt, but he didn’t let that stop him. He quickly stripped out of his clothes, revealing his youthful, well-built body. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves, then stepped towards the bed.
No sooner had he got on the bed than Twilight instantly pounced, pinning the young man’s back to the bed. Twilight hungrily stared at his manhood, which–to her pleasant surprise–looked to be close to ten inches in length and nearly two inches thick. Her mouth drooled as she sized-up this prime piece of man meat.
“Um, Twi? Are you gonna...?!”
Spike’s words died in his throat as the feeling of Twilight’s warm, wet mouth suddenly engulfed a little more than one-third of his dick. A look of disappointment flashed briefly across her face before being replaced by one of determination. She slowly lowered her head, forcing more of her lover’s cock into her mouth, one inch at a time. However, due to her inexperience, she was ultimately unable to take it all the way to the base. (She’d used latex cocks for practice up to this point, but none of them were as big or as thick as the real thing in her mouth.) At best, she barely managed six inches past her lips before she started bobbing her head. Still, for a virgin like Spike, that seemed to be enough.
“Ahhhhhh, Twilight~” Spike softly moaned. The pleasurable feelings of her lips moving back and forth on his dick caused a sense of euphoria to possess his body. He bucked his hips upwards unconsciously, instinctively seeking to shove his shaft down her throat.
It didn’t take long before Twilight’s oral ministrations brought Spike close to cumming. He desperately tried to resist the intense pleasure so that he could warn Twilight. “Twi, I’m close,” he said, doing his best to prolong the experience. However, Twilight chose to speed things up, bobbing her head more frantically on his dick. This proved to be more than the young man could handle, and he released his first load into her mouth.
“Mmmmmmm.....” Twilight moaned, licking her lips. “That tasted great, but I think it’s time you fed my other pair of lips, Spike.”
Twilight hovered over him, positioning his rock hard cock right under her soaking wet cunt. Then, in one swift movement, she slammed her hips down on him, her jiggling rump making a loud smack as it collided with his toned thighs. The couple moaned vocally, expressing their delight. They paused for a moment to get used to the sensations assaulting their respective sexual organs. Eventually, Twilight felt okay enough to start slowly bouncing, making them both groan and grunt at the feeling.
She soon began to pick up speed, her moans quickly becoming gasps as she pumped and gyrated her hips. The feeling of being filled by something so long and thick was like nothing she ever felt before. None of the dildos she’d used felt anywhere near as good as the fleshy spear ravaging her insides. Not only did those artificial cocks lose in size, they just couldn’t replicate the searing heat, pulsating twitches, or sticky, slick, pre-cum lubrication that Spike’s dick could provide.
Spike was in the same boat. The feeling of Twilight’s tight, wet pussy clenching and massaging his manhood was something words simply could not describe. Her rapid bouncing was drawing him close to another release, so he decided to try something.
He suddenly sat up, taking his lover by surprise, and grabbed her hips to give him more control and stability. He started to pump his hips harder, increasing the force of the fucking, while simultaneously slipping Twilight’s left nipple into his mouth. This sudden strike from two angles made Twilight throw back her head and let loose a loud moan. Her pussy clenched tightly, cumming against Spike and leaving her juices to run down his pistoning cock. This further lubricated his dick, allowing him to thrust even faster. That, combined with his lover’s erotic moans, proved too much for Spike to take. At the last second, he tried to lift the adult woman off his waist to avoid cumming inside.
However, Twilight read his intentions and used her remaining strength to wrap her arms and legs around Spike, trapping him in her embrace.
“Please Spike! Give me your cum!” That was the final straw. With an intense groan, Spike released his load into her awaiting womb. Twilight moaned as she felt something hot flooding her insides. Once Spike was finished, the two of collapsed onto the bed exhausted. They laid side-by-side, hot, sweaty, but oh so satisfied.
“Wow Twi, that was great,” Spike said.
“Yes it was, Spike....I love you...”
“Hmmm? What was that?”
“I said, ‘I love you,’” she said, gazing lovingly into his eyes.
“I love you too, Twi. Now let’s get some sleep, that really took a lot out of me,” he replied, laying his head down.
“Alright, Spike,” Twilight said with a smile.
As soon as Spike closed his eyes, he slipped peacefully into slumber. Once she was sure Spike was asleep, Twilight’s smile turned devious. Her confession had been a complete success, and she had finally snagged the man of her dreams. However, there were still a few other teachers she knew who wanted a piece of Spike for themselves, and she wasn’t going to be selfish.
“Good night, Spike. Get plenty of rest, you’ll need it......”
