Shining Armour's Rowdy Roulette

Cadance made her way through the hallways of the ancient castle, her years of experience with the twists and curves of the building allowing her to navigate flawlessly, even with her attention completely stolen by the book she was reading. Her eyes scanned through the figures written in handwriting that was not her own, desperate to educate herself on the current treasury numbers of the Crystal Empire before relaxing on the vacation she and her husband had come on.

A return 'home' as it were.

It was a shame that she'd picked the peak of heat season, as it made prolonged interaction with anypony, mare or stallion, difficult as they'd often be more than desperate to duck away and relieve themselves of their breeding desires. She herself had no problem with this; being the embodiment of lust given an earth-bound form, as she often described herself, she had complete and total control over her bodily functions when it came to breeding. Could turn it off and on at the flick of a switch, as it were, and that switch was most certainly 'off' at this point.

If not, she'd probably be unable to walk two feet down the hall without being hypnotised by the scent of wet pussy that hung in the air, nor would she be able to keep herself off her husband's cock for the entire time she was there. She smiled politely at a young maid, the blushing beauty in black attire giving the taller princess a curtsy and a smile, barely managing to move her legs without moaning aloud.

Poor things, Cadance thought to herself.

With a triumphant nod and a brief smile, she finished the book and cast it aside. It lit up a brilliant pink as it returned to the pocket dimension she'd assigned herself, ready and waiting to be handed back to the treasury upon returning to the Empire once this vacation was done with. In the mean time, she had an appointment with her Aunt Celestia, the Alicorn of Love having a tome and a half's worth of grievances with ruling she was eager to air with her much more experienced family member.

Her heels clicked loudly on the polished floor, the marble surface being thoroughly mopped this time of year to deal with dust, dirt, and other deluges that accompanied this season. She came to the door of her Aunt's private quarters, rapping on the door with vigor, and calling out to the eldest Alicorn.

"H-Hold on a moment!" came the stammering response.

Cadance crossed her arms under her buxom chest, rolling her eyes in a bemused manner as she knew exactly what Celestia was up to. She was bid entry after a moment, and upon opening the door and walking inside, she was assaulted with the smell and heat of a mare dripping a river. The temperature in the room alone was enough to cause pricks of sweat to form all over her body, and the musk that hung in the air was nearly enough to make her splutter, choking down air that was almost literally wet.

Cadance's eyes scanned over her Aunt Celestia; the alabaster Alicorn that always looked so prim and proper with well-fitted dresses, a styled mane, and a composition that would make statues seem doughy was slumped backwards in her chair. Her mane and tail were a frayed mess of frizz and sweat. Her eyes seemed hollow and tired, her mouth hung open in a panting fashion, and she seemed drained of all energy.

She was almost buck naked, wearing nothing more than a long coat that was thrown open, legs spread wide and exposing her wet, tired sex, as well as her enormous breasts, each one of her mammaries being nearly twice the size of her head. Which, for a seven foot titan like herself, was exceptionally impressive. The hair on her body was a mix of sweat, milk, and saliva, her heaving tits dripping milk from her nipples while the tips of all of her fingers glistened with her own lubricant.

Her eyes lolled over to Cadance, the pink Alicorn's hands sliding down to her wide hips as an eyebrow cocked in a playful manner.

"Having a fun cycle?" she asked with a chuckle.

"I want to die," Celestia puffed out, her voice sounding dry and croaking. "This is the worst it's been in decades."

"I keep telling you-" Cadance said, conjuring up a wineskin of magically-cooled water from her reserves in her pocket dimension, and walking over to Celestia. "You've been ignoring your needs for too long."

"Food and water are needs," Celestia sighed, taking the wineskin with a thankful nod and chugging from the tanned container, spilling it down her chin in desperation. "Sex isn't."

"From the sight before me, I'd say you need sex more than you need water, Celly," Cadance said, conjuring up a second wineskin from her reserves and handing it to her Aunt after she'd finished the first one.

"I've already said before... I can't just have a fling," she said with a sombre sigh, taking much slower drinks this time before pouring it over her face to wash away some of the grime. "You got anything ice cold?"

Cadance obliged, summoning a third wineskin and using a brief crykinetic spell to chill the water nearly to ice, before handing it over. She rolled her eyes in a annoyed fashion as Celestia immediately poured the contents of the container onto her pussy, gritting her teeth and ignoring the sting of the icy liquid as she attempted to cool herself down.

"You know that's not going to do anything other than make a mess on the floor," Cadance said, taking the wineskin away from her aunt and returning it to its space in the other dimension. "You need a proper fix."

"I can't just... just go out and fuck someone, Cadance... that kind of promiscuity makes other rulers look down on me. If they respect me less, I lose the sway I have," she panted, cheeks red and stinging. "I'll have to endure it."

"Then don't go out and fuck a stranger," Cadance shrugged, unclasping her dress at the back and dropping it to her ankles, exposing her toned, hourglass figure, clad in lacy lingerie. "Stay in and fuck me."

"I can't... not anymore," Celestia said with a sigh. "You're a married mare."

You know Shining doesn't care about who I sleep with," Cadance said, kicking her heels off and getting down onto her knees. "Now, legs open. I'm gonna make your pussy sing."

Celestia was apprehensive at first, keeping her thick, marshmallow-esque thighs closed tight, even when Cadance prodded them with a finger.

"Celly," Cadance glowered.

"It feels dishonest. I was okay with it before you had a ring on your finger..." she said.

"Look, do you want me to come back with a signed permission slip from Shining?" Cadance asked, crossing her arms. "I'll get whatever paperwork you want me to to prove nobody's gonna get hurt by this, because I swear on my crown, my marriage, and my immortal soul that I am not leaving this country until you've cum enough to go through a single day without soaking a pair through."

Celestia was silent for a moment, her eyes avoiding Cadance's piercing glare, before the elder Alicorn's gaze slowly drifted back onto her niece. A soft smile touched the lips of the ancient immortal as she slowly cracked her legs open, leaning further back in her chair and exhaling slowly.

"I love you," Celestia smiled.

"I love you too, big girl," Cadance nodded in response. "Now, sit still and relax. Let me take care of this."

Celestia nodded, inhaling slowly and closing her eyes as she allowed Cadance to go to work. The pink alicorn examined what she had on her 'dinner plate', as it were. Celestia's nethers were red and sore looking, meaning that the old Alicorn had spent a lot of time working on herself. Not only that, but her puffy lower lips showed that she was in the height of her heat and any normal mare would've broken at this point.

Oh well, Cadance shrugged. Titan or not, she'd cum like the rest of them. With that, she put her soft lips to Celestia's pussy, getting a noseful of her Aunt's musk and feeling Celestia visibly flinch at the sudden pleasure spike. Cadance kept her painted lips pressed to Celestia's pussy for a good few moments, more than long enough to leave a lipstick mark on her wet folds.

After leaving her mark of adoration, Cadance snaked her tongue out from between her lips and pushed it past Celestia's. The older Alicorn moaned, her thighs tensing and her fingers balling into fists, the sensation of a tongue in her aching nethers being akin to the sensation of water pouring down the throat of a man dying of thirst.

Cadance giggled quietly as Celestia's hand grabbed the back of her head, pushing her maw harder against her pussy before Cadance had even warmed up properly. This kind of behaviour was to be expected from a woman as needy as Celestia was right now, and Cadance was determined to put her into a cum-coma before the night was out. The next thing that needed attention was Celly's poor clit, a sore little nub that had most likely been grinded into dust at this point from the vicious fingering.

It was a delicate object that could work miracles if worked properly, and Cadance was both a miracle and a worker all by herself. She slid her tongue upwards through her aunt's folds, pulling out of the depth and running the flat of her tongue along Celestia's buzzer. As she reached the end of her oral muscle, she added a little flick to the tip, tapping Celestia's clit in the best was and getting a quiet gasp from the alabaster Alicorn.

Cadance repeated this action several times, a little bit of teasing mixed with some gentle loving, as she wanted to focus on tongue work as much as possible here. She knew a mix of fingers would get her aunt squirting in minutes, but she wanted to keep that as a last resort, as Celestia's poor little kitty was probably rubbed raw on the inside, and the last thing she needed was Cadance's hands kneading and tearing up her innards.

So a soft suckle on her clit and a few hours of licking were staying on the menu unless she got desperate. After all, Cadance had been here before, and knew exactly what Celestia liked. She knew what Luna liked, too. Once she'd gotten old enough to work them both over, her older family members had become her older girlfriends, and she'd fucked the nasty old sluts through the last fourteen heat periods they'd had since her eighteenth birthday.

It had been a treat at first, then a pleasure, and then her duty to her lovable old aunts, as neither of them had inhaled oxygen in the same room as an exposed, hard cock for a very long time. No matter how many times she poked and prodded them, reminding them over and over again that a cock and a condom would probably be all they needed to get through these few weeks with as little stress and chafing as possible, they always refused for the same reason: their career.

She respected them for their dedication, but at the same time; they were idiots for it. So here she found herself again, wearing her older Aunt's thighs as earmuffs and being more than ready to get her gushing so that she could have a good night's sleep for the first time in weeks.

As she continued to lap away, she noticed something. Celestia wasn't acting the same way she did usually. After a good ten minutes or so, she often found a relaxed state where the groans and flinches stopped... but this time, she was unable to ride the wave she usually did. Even when Cadance settled into a smoother, more satisfying rhythm that had Celestia dripping puddles every time she'd done it before... it didn't work.

Still, she tried ever further, resorting to fingering her aunt. It didn't work either, no matter if Cadance added two, three, or the whole farm of fingers on her hand, Celestia seemed stuck in an uncomfortable limbo, where she was always burning with arousal and a desperation to be pleasured, but was always sat at a flat zero in terms of how far along she was to being gotten off.

After a solid forty minutes of pussy licking with no results, Cadance backed away, much to Celestia's disdain.

"What's wrong?" she asked in a confused tone.

"You're broken," Cadance said, firing up her 'Desire Diagnostic' spell as she'd called it and 'linked' with Celestia.

With a gentle tap of her finger on Celestia's head, she began to share her experiences. She kept her own lust suppressed with her magic, but was able to feel a dull sense of pressure in every place Celestia needed it. Cadance gritted her teeth in annoyance, opening her glowing pink eyes and looking at Celestia with a shake of her head.

"What?" she asked.

"What the hell kind of iron will do you have?" Cadance asked. "No, why the hell haven't you been listening to your body?"

"I've already told you, Cadance, I can't just start sleeping around-" Celestia began before Cadance held up a finger to silence her.

Cadance slowly slid a hand down over her stomach, feeling the dull, pulsing sensation in her own body, not just in her womb, but her vagina, and her lower lips. While it was nothing more than a series of sensations, they 'spoke' to Cadance, she interpreted them like smoke signals, each specific pulse and bump in the body able to be read to figure out what it meant, to know what Celestia's body was asking for.

Like all heat cycles, it was asking for a baby. Celestia's body needed to be pumped full of baby-batter and left for eleven months to cook up a miracle, but there was no way in hell Celestia was listening to that request. So instead, she'd have to meet it half way.

Celestia needed dick. There was no polite way to put it, and from the signals Cadance was reading off of Celestia's body right now, it seemed like she'd entered some kind of advanced deprivation stage of heat. The message she was getting was load, clear, and certain. The ultimatum was as such:

If you don't get fucked by genuine dick, this is never going away.

"Congratulations, Celestia," Cadance said, killing her spell and waving away the pink glow that surrounded her. "You've actually broken your heat cycle."

"Meaning?"

"Meaning that if you don't get that pussy rutted, you're gonna be feeling like this until you do," Cadance explained, picking her dress up off the floor and beginning to clothe herself again.

"Cadance, don't you get it?" Celestia asked. "I can't just start whoring it up with anyone. There's too much risk."

"Then I'm going to make sure that you get a dick that's attached to a stallion you trust enough to get nasty with and one we can trust to keep his mouth shut," Cadance said with a chuckle, pulling her dress back over her shoulders and tying it off.

"And who's dick is it?" Celestia asked.

"My husband's," she said with a wink. "He's the best sex toy I've got and has an amazing personality on top of it. If you can withstand the nerdiness."

"Cadance... I can't, he's your lover," Celestia said in a guilty tone.

"And since he's my legal possession, I'm lending him to you," Cadance shrugged, leaning on the desk and shrugging.

"Won't... won't he protest?"

"I mean... he will if he's a fucking idiot," Cadance scoffed. "'Hey, sweetie, you know the seven foot tall sex bomb with tits bigger than your head? Yeah, the same one with the thighs you've said you want to die between multiple times? Yeah, she needs you to stuff her with your cock and make her cum so much she can't walk. What's that, no? You don't want to despite this being an offer other people have literally waged wars over? Fair enough.'"

"Okay, I see your point... but I don't know if I want to..." Celestia said, lowering her eyes slightly as she dropped into thought.

"Come on, you prudish old witch," Cadance sighed with a roll of her eyes. "You've met Shining, you've known him for nearly twenty years now. You know you like him. Even if you two don't fall in love with each other, I'm sure you can strike up a good enough conversation while he's blowing your back out, right?"

"I... I don't know... I can't just 'turn it on' like you can," Celestia muttered.

"Oh, hush. As soon as his pants are on the floor and he's at half-mast, your instincts are gonna kick in and you won't even worry about needing to turn it on manually," Cadance shrugged. "Would it help if I told you what he's packing?"

"I don't really see how that's gonna help me change my-" Celestia began.

"It's about fifteen inches long, as thick as my forearm, and the bastard's virile enough to flood me multiple times over," Cadance said with a sultry grin. "And I know about your cum fetish, sweetheart."

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Celestia mumbled, her cheeks getting ever redder.

"Don't lie to me. You've told me before one of your darkest desires is getting pumped full and blowing out like a wineskin," Cadance grinned in a horny manner. "If you wanna look pregnant without the consequences, my husband's got exactly what you need. So..."

Celestia locked eyes with her niece for a brief moment, lips pursed and breaths shaking.

"You want my husband to cream your cunt?" Cadance purred.

"Yeah..." Celestia nodded, her arousal finally winning her over as she began rubbing her pussy once again. "I think I do..."