Summer Cum Celebration

It was a nice morning in Ponyville as Twilight ran her errands. But it did seem a little quieter than usual. She was staring to wonder if she was just imagining things, when she stopped by Sugarcube Corner for a loaf a bread. Somepony was definitely absent there. "Where's Mr. Cake off to?" she asked.

Mrs. Cake replied, cheerful as ever, "Oh, he's in Canterlot for the offering. Well, he was planning to visit a cousin of his, called Donut Joe, and he decided he'd just wait for the date. He's always wanted to go, you know."

"Donut Joe is Mister Cake's cousin?" Twilight said, surprised.

"Oh you know him?"

"Of course! He makes the best donuts in Canterlot. Anyway, I'd completely forgotten the Offering was today. I had felt like I wasn't seeing as many stallions around as usual. I guess that explains it. Hmmmmm" Twilight trailed off, an idea coming to her.

After a couple of moments, Mrs. Cake asked, "are you all right dearie?"

"Oh I'm fine," Twilight said, waving her hoof. "I just had an interesting thought, is all."

"Celestia never told me all that much about how the offering works, just that it was special alicorn magic. And, well..." she unfurled her wings.

"I may not know anything about magic, but I see what you mean," Mrs. Cake said. "Maybe you should test it out yourself. Goodness knows you do so much for Ponyville, it would be wonderful if we could give something back."

"Awww, thanks, Mrs. Cake. You know what? I think I'm going to try that. I'll see you later." Twilight waved goodbye.

She hurried back to her castle to drop off her groceries. Then it was back to the marketplace. But this time she was looking for stallions instead of vegetables. It was just a test so she didn't think she'd need too many.

The first pony she ran into was Big Mac. The apple stand wasn't too busy, so he didn't take much convincing. Twilight was surprised to find Thunderlane was still in town, but despite being a Wonderbolt he hadn't been invited to Canterlot.

Those two were good studs, so Twilight figured she could be a little picky about the rest. In fact, she thought just one more should be enough.

She pushed off the ground and hovered over the market (wings were so useful) to see who was around. She saw Davenport scurrying around, but figured he would be busy. Noteworthy didn't seem to be in hurry, but when she flew down to him to ask, he showed her his bulging saddlebags that he was desperate to get rid of at home. She finally settled for Pokey Pierce. She didn't know him too well, but he was nice enough. Also, she figured it couldn't hurt to have one of each type of pony involved.

She decided to do it outside town hall, to keep it public the way Celestia did. Mayor Mare had no objections when she stuck her head in to ask if it was alright. She was happy at the idea of something so important happening in her town.

Twilight used her magic to clear out the dust from a large circle on the ground. She sat in the middle, just a little self-consciously. She closed her eyes and spread her wings, imitating what she had seen Celestia do. "Okay, I'm ready," she said, "you guys can go ahead now."

She heard them shuffling around her, but didn't pay much attention. She kept focused on her magic, feeling carefully for any changes. It wasn't easy. Between the scent of their musk, and the sounds of them starting to breath more heavily, she found herself thinking about things other than magic.

She peeked out through one eye. Big Mac was right in front of her. And he sure was big. His stroking was hypnotic; his shaft swayed back and forth as he worked it. Despite its constant motion, she was able to notice a drop of pre cum leak out of the tip. She was suddenly aware of just where it was pointed. She squeezed her eye shut again, realizing why Celestia kept hers closed.

Pokey came first. He was behind her. she felt his first ropes hit her mane and splatter against her neck. The rest she felt running down her back. She wasn't prepared for the feeling. She didn't feel anything magical at all. She nearly gagged. She just felt dirty. But Celestia did this so it couldn't be bad—

Her thinking was cut off by Thunderlane's cock erupting to her side. His hot cum covered her cheek, and she felt it dripping down oto her legs. She tried not to grimace, for their sake, but it wasn't easy with the slimy substance sliding down her back and neck. She squeezed her eyes tighter, anticipating Big Mac.

He did not disappoint her. Thunderlane's load had hit her face too much, but Big Mac's hit her square in the muzzle. It splashed all over her face. A little even worked its way through her pursed lips, invading her mouth with the taste of salt.

She sat there, breathing deeply for a while, feeling for some kind of magic, some kind of power, but nothing came.

"Did it work?" Thunderlane asked.

Twilight wiped her eyes off with a hoof and opened them. "I-I don't know," she said. "I'm not feeling any magic, just sticky." She looked at her hoof, which had gotten covered in cum. "Maybe, if I..." She raised it to her mouth and licked it off. She smacked her lips as she swallowed it. But, other than deciding that no, she wasn't crazy and Big Mac did actually taste like apples, she didn't get much out of it. "Nope, nothing."

"Maybe you need more ponies?" Pokey said, "After all, Celestia has hundreds."

Twilight shuddered a little at that, just three was plenty for her. "Maybe, but I wouldn't want to keep you any longer, and..." she noticed a small crowd that had gathered around them, "I'm sure they have things to do too. But thanks for your help."

"Any time."

"My pleasure, Princess."

"Eyup."

A quick cleaning spell removed every trace of stickiness from her coat, and left her with a sizeable glob of cum, held in her magic. "Does anypony want this?" she asked, not knowing what else to do with it. Before anypony in her audience could respond, Pinkie cartwheeled by, catching it in a jar.

"See you lateeeer," she said, continuing her cartwheel down the street.

Twilight didn't even care anymore. She just teleported back to her castle. She had a letter to write.

Celestia was relaxed. As relaxed as she ever got to be. She was reclining in a bathtub full of semen from the morning's ritual. Its warmth was like nothing else. She loved the way it soaked her. It wasn't like water which just got you wet. The cum seeped, oozed into her skin, it felt like. And the smell was heavenly.

She was adjusting the dildo between her legs—that was helping her relax, too—when she felt her horn tingle, as a scroll materialized in the air.

She saw it was from Twilight, and took a break from masturbating to read it. It was a short letter,and as she scanned the page she burst out laughing. Twilight had actually fallen for it.

Celestia wondered how to respond, and then decided to leave it for tomorrow. She only got to enjoy her cum bath once a year, and she wasn't about to interrupt it if she could help it.

She floated a butt plug off a shelf next to her. She admired the solid gold sex toy for a moment, before letting it sink down into her bath. She gasped as it stretched her. It was good to be princess.