“There’s no need to be worried.”
The white unicorn beside you is the Captain of the Royal Guard, Shining Armor. And tonight you’re going to fuck his wife.
Who also happens to be an alicorn princess.
Shining Armor is remarkably pleased under the circumstances. But apparently it was his idea in the first place, which you don’t really get, but who are you to judge?
The smoky club had throbbed with electric pegasi music, strobe lights illuminating ponies just enough to barely make out that the pony who approached you was a female unicorn. Or so you’d thought. She’d been very tall.
Now you knew why, huh?
“Our bedroom is right in here…” Shining Armor grins sheepishly as he pushes the door open. He waits for you to walk through, following behind you closely. His muzzle is close enough to your dock that in any other circumstance you’d tell him to back off, but your attention is suddenly stolen by the mare on the bed.
Is ‘mare’ the right word? You know Cadance - Princess Mi Amore Cadenza - is the alicorn of love, but in the pink tinted light she looks like some otherworldly goddess of sex. In pictures and ceremonies you’ve seen her mane - brushed and styled to a level of perfection befitting a princess. But now it hangs free, spilling over her withers and wings, down her back, curling softly just at the ends before it reaches her rump.
And speaking of her rump… her tail makes a gauzy veil over a pair of pink satin panties, the same color as the pink in her mane, with suspenders that connect to sheer, clingy stockings. The straps run across Cadance’s cutie mark in such a way that you almost can’t make it out, like she’s just an ordinary pony. A tall unicorn, the one you saw that night.
One who’s making eyes at you. You catch Cadance’s gaze, and you’re suddenly reminded who’s royal rump you’re staring at.
She gives you a sultry smile in return, and then winks, swishing her tail aside, showing off her pert rear. You feel your cock start to slide out of its sheath. There’s a brief moment of panic, knowing her husband is right there, but it dissipates after a moment when your brain catches up, remembering of course he is, he wanted to be, wants to see this.
‘This’ being, in Cadance’s own words that previous night, ‘seeing a real stallion fuck his wife’.
You certainly feel like a real stallion now, your cock slowly dangling lower and lower. Without even looking, you sense two pairs of eyes on you - one lidded, feminine, admiring your size without gawking - and another, wide, almost awed, seeing inch after inch of your maleness sliding out, mental comparison after mental comparison dashed as more of your cock comes into view.
You look at Shining Armor with a cocky smile of your own. He swallows hard, his face showing conflicted emotions - lust, envy, fear, mingling with the nervous, uncertain smile of a stallion who’s a willing participant in his own cuckoldry.
“Hello… Chrome Sceptre, was it?” Cadance asks, sliding off the bed, front hooves first. You can only nod dumbly, as she slinks towards you, catlike.
“Mmm, my, what an appropriate name, isn’t it, Shining?”
You hear the smirk in Cadance’s voice, but you can’t see it any more, because her head’s dipped below your hindquarters, looking at your maleness. It stiffens, as if sensing it’s being watched.
“Y-yes. I mean, yes ma’am,” Shining mumbles. You’d thought it would be awkward to have another stallion here, and in some ways it is. In other ways, having the Captain of the guard here, submitting, stepping aside to let you fuck his wife… it makes you feel powerful, confident.
“Would you like to take a seat, Sceptre?” Cadance asks in a diplomatic tone, gesturing towards a plush stool at the end of the bed. You agree instantly, walking towards it before you even realize your hooves are moving.
Seated, your cock throbs in the air, for the appraisal of both other parties in the room.
“Oooo, Shining, look how big!” Cadance grins, running a royal hoof along your eager length. You groan.
“You should really thank him, Shiney,” she coos, as her hoof-tip traces the tip of your cock, beading the juices forming there. “For being able to give your wife the rutting you’re just not capable of, are you?”
Shining swallows again. The inner conflict inside him clearly rages on, although you can see his own dark blue erection, poking out under his belly. Apparently one part of him isn’t in conflict at all…
“Th, thank you, sir,” Shining mutters. “For fucking my wife. Like I can’t.”
There’s pain in his voice - but both of your cocks throb as he speaks.
“Why don’t we have a little comparison?” she suggests, and Shining reluctantly rears up, showing off his own more slender cock.
It’s been years since you’ve seen another stallion’s erect penis in real life, and not just seedy pictures, and part of you wants to protest as Cadance nudges him closer. But before you can speak, his warm, slick flesh is against your own throbbing sceptre, his balls nudging yours.
He won’t meet your eyes, but Cadance will. Her face is full of wicked amusement and she nods her head towards your lengths, pressed together. You follow her motion, lowering your head to look at the pair of you.
“His is so small,” you say, unable to stifle yourself, and Cadance titters.
It’s true, though. Shining’s shaft is a thin, reedy thing, about three inches shorter than yours, with a flare that’s hardly there at all. Even his balls look like sad, unripened fruit hanging next to yours, which are fat and full of cum.
“Poooor Shiny,” Cadance teases, pushing him back, so she can look at your cock on its own.
Oh, not just look, apparently. She’s kneeling before you now, opening her mouth, practically panting for your length. A princess, wanting to suck your cock.
“May I?” she asks, and your frantic nods can’t come fast enough.
Suddenly there’s warmth, wet warmth, engulfing your cockhead, soft lips parting around it. You can feel them, plump and pink, an imitation of Cadance’s lower lips that you’ll soon be plunging between. Cadance looks up to be sure you’re watching as her head lowers, bobbing slowly back and forth, coating your shaft in royal saliva.
“Mmmmmm,” she moans seductively, and you suppress a moan of your own as the vibration travels down your length.
Her hoof clops against the floor, and out of the corner of your eye you see Shining shuffling forwards. Cadance distracts you by swallowing several inches of your cock, her cheeks bulging and hollowing in time with the motions of her head.
Dimly, you’re aware of a sensation at your hooves, and you look down to see Shining Armor kissing one of them. You lift it in surprise, and the prince runs his tongue desperately, shamefully, along the inside. You groan, partly out of confusion, partly out of arousal, as Cadance’s lips purse and squeeze your shaft.
This goes on for several minutes - Cadance wrapping her lips around your aching length, working her slender muzzle up and down, as Shining Armor kisses your hooves, worshipping them as if it’s at once both a higher calling and vile torture, his face a bright red to contrast his white coat. Every so often Cadance pauses at the tip of your cock, lapping away the sticky fluid there, before she continues. You feel your eyes shut with pleasure, wanting to focus on the different sensations, giving inaudible gasps and moans as a princess sucks you off.
Cadance pauses again, and you dimly hear another clop of her hoof, but you barely register it. What you do register mere moments later is the feeling of that silky smooth mouth pulling away, leaving your stiffness cooling in the open air.
Your eyes fly open just as you feel a mouth return to your cock, sucking hard. It feels so good you almost don’t notice it’s Shining Armor’s muzzle around your length.
You’d stop him but… Oh, sweet Celestia! That feels amazing…
Shining’s technique is focused, showing military precision as his head jerks rhythmically back and forth. You can feel your cockhead pressing at the back of the Captain’s throat, but he just throws himself deeper into his task, snorting hard through his nose from exertion.
Unlike Cadance, Shining Armor isn’t looking up at your face. His focus is all about your cock, the cock he’s practically inhaling right now while one hoof strokes the length of your shaft not covered by his muzzle. You see his cheeks bulge and squeeze, see him squeeze his eyes shut with shame… And then he cranes his neck forwards, your cock sliding down his throat.
“Ohhh Shining,” Cadance murmurs, a hoof between her legs and the other pushing Shining Armor’s head down. “You’re such a faggot, aren’t you?”
Shining’s eyes shut more tightly, but he keeps to his task, a good soldier in all ways. Apparently that includes sucking cock.
His throat is soft and inviting, and you buck your hips eagerly as he nuzzles your groin. Shining doesn’t miss a beat, holding himself there for just a moment, before he slides back, slipping back down your thickness a moment later. His rhythm is perfect, and he elicits several loud moans from you - before you even realize it your hooves are on the back of his head, and you’re gently fucking his face, almost forgetting what you came here to do…
“Wouldn’t you rather climax inside a princess than in my wimpy little husband’s mouth?” Cadance whispers in your ear, and your eyes fly open.
“Y-yeah,” you manage to say, even though right now you’re not sure how honest that is. Shining’s obviously had a lot of practice.
“Shining! Off!” Cadance yanks him off your engorged maleness, smirking cruelly. “I know you’re always eager to have a real male’s cock in your slutty mouth - but this is my stallion - not yours.”
Shining Armor wipes his mouth with the back of a hoof.
“S-sorry dear,” he glances at your face, cringing and blushing. “You know how… Just how badly I want to serve you and your stallions.”
“I’m glad to hear my cuckold knows his place,” Cadance says with a grin. “Anyway…”
She rises, turning her rear towards you and flicking her tail aside. You can see the dampness of her slit through her silky underwear.
“You know what to do, Shiney,” she coos, and Shining nods despondently. “And no touching that silly little thing of yours while your Princess is being… rutted.”
She says the last word with a breathy tone of desire you don’t think is just for your benefit.
Shining Armor steps forwards dutifully, stretching his neck towards the clasps on Cadance’s garters. He doesn’t even try to use his magic, instead he flicks them open with a careful motion of his lips, and the straps ping out of the way, one after another. Without even a moment’s waiting, he wraps his mouth around Cadance’s silky panties.
You see Shining pause, inhaling deeply, savoring the feeling. The closest he’s getting to his wife’s pussy today…
And then he continues, tugging them down. The heaven under Cadance’s tail glistens invitingly, pink and pouting and perfect. You step forward without even thinking, noting that Shining Armor holds her tail aside, giving you total and complete access to her wet slit.
“Ohhh… Please, Sceptre, fuck me,” Cadance pleads for the first time that evening, biting her lip as she looks back at you. Her voice is full of needy desperation as your muzzle nears her moistness, running your tongue between her folds.
“Yesssss,” she moans, spreading her hooves further, the air filled with the scent of horny mare, begging to be mounted. You don’t waste another second - rearing up, you claim her in front of her husband, his nose inches away as your cock pokes and prods at Cadance’s needy opening.
Thrust… thrust…
“Ngh!” you grunt as your fat cockhead pops inside, and you follow it up with a hard, powerful thrust that sends you right into the princess’ depths.
“Oh! Luna, yes! Shiney he’s so, so much bigger than you!” Cadance cries out, shoving her hips back wantonly.
Your hooves around her waist are gentle but firm as you pull back, rocking your hips slowly at first. As your cock slides in and out of the inviting royal pussy, Shining Armor watches, ears back, utterly betrayed by his beloved. The cock his wife is allowing to fuck her, fuck the pussy that should rightfully be his and his alone, is inches in front of his nose, balls slapping against Cadance’s underside and making her gasp with excitement.
You’ve found a rhythm now, and there are wet, hard thumping noises as your hips pump your meat in and out of Cadance’s surprisingly tight tunnel of love. Before the princess’ wings were tightly pressed to her sides, coyly fluffed but never rising. But now they’re arched high above her, fluffy as feather dusters, broadcasting her arousal to anybody in eyeshot - which right now is you, and her cuckolded husband.
“Harder, please!” she pleads, shoving her slender rump back against you, trying to get you deeper inside, wanting more of your cock than you can even give.
Obliging, you grip her sides tighter, nuzzling those enormous wings (to a delighted shriek from the princess), and start pounding her, the air filled with the sounds of harsh, rough, sloppy sex. You feel her clenching and spasming around your hardness, gasping and panting as she has one of what you’re sure will be several orgasms this evening, slamming yourself a little further in just to hear her cry out in ecstacy.
“YES! Oh CELESTIA, YES! Fuck me!”
Your cock is like carved marble, squeezed and massaged by Cadance’s warmth, but unrelenting, buffeting her insides with thrust after thrust after…
Cadance bangs her hoof hard on the floor, and you snort, opening your mouth… and closing it around a fluffy alicorn wing, gnawing passionately. Pegasi like this, right?
“OHHHHH CELESTIA!!”
That was clearly the right move - you feel Cadance’s pussy squeezing frantically, orgasming over and over around your frantically thrusting length. You can feel the finish line in sight, stuffing yourself again and again into regal tightness. You don’t even notice Shining Armor’s slipped away, behind you, until you feel his snout under your lifted tail.
You gasp in shock, knowing your backside is probably sweaty, musky, but Shining doesn’t seem to care. His lips press against your tight pucker, and then almost lovingly he runs his tongue across it. You move your hips eagerly, pressing against the gentle tongue that feels so good, and then deeper into the princess, getting so, so close to the edge…
Shining’s tongue suddenly plunges into your tightness, and you whinny in shock, gripping Cadance’s sides hard as that flings you over the peak. You unload squirt after squirt of hot cum into the princess, who gasps happily, her cunny squeezing, coaxing more and more out of you, deeper inside herself.
Your whole length throbs as you empty yourself completely, finishing hard, unloading a cannon’s worth of spooge inside pink heaven…
“Oh Celestia…” You moan yourself, sliding off of Cadance, your over-sensitive shaft aching with recent pleasure. Your flare, swollen and hard, lingers inside - you have to tug, prompting a weak moan from the princess, before it comes out, cum dribbling slowly back out of Cadance’s well-used hole.
“That felt so good,” you murmur, and Cadance makes a tiny noise of agreement.
“Th-thank him, Shiney,” Cadance says unsteadily as she walks over to the bed, collapsing on it. You see some of your seed drip onto her bedcovers, the bedcovers she shares with her husband.
“Thank you, sir,” Shining Armor tells you. You only now notice he’s back beside you, his lips glistening with saliva and the taste of your anus.
“Thank you for satisfying my wife… the way I never could.”
You nod, unsure of the etiquette now, feeling exhausted and wobbly yourself.
“Come over here, Chrome,” Cadance says softly, lifting a wing invitingly from the bed. “Shining can sleep on the floor tonight.”
Walking unsteadily towards the bed, you climb in beside her, under her wing. Sleeping beside another stallion’s wife, full of your cum. Full for now - you’re sure, at some point, she’ll need a refill.
End.
