Prodigal Princess Progenies

After showering off, Twilight threw on the T-Shirt and shorts she’s purloined from Pinkie Pie’s room. The clothes were a more than a little bit baggy, given the size difference between the two ponies, but they’d make due for the time being. Unfortunately, the alicorn would have to go commando until she could get home since all of Pinkie’s underwear were far too large to fit her given the size of the earth pony’s rather generous posterior.

Poking her head downstairs to check on her friend, Twilight found the pink mare sleeping soundly. Scampering back to Pinkie’s room, the princess fetched a blanket to drape over the snoozing party pony. Covering her friend in the warm sheet, Twilight leaned over to give her a kiss before leaving; after all, she’d hate for Pinkie to catch a cold while dozing down there in the party cave.

Making sure to grab the two aphrodisiac laced cupcakes from earlier, Twilight made her way outside. Strangely, she hadn’t noticed Mr. or Mrs. Cake while she’d been in the shop although, given the fact that Pinkie had orchestrated her capture, she wouldn’t be surprised if the party pony had sent them out on some errand.

As she approached her home, Twilight noticed a small white filly pacing nervously outside her door, it was Sweetie Belle. Seeing her walk up, the young pony came rushing over with a concerned look on her face.

“Twilight, I’ve been looking for you all morning!” the filly bleated, looking up at the alicorn dolefully.

“What’s wrong Sweetie?” Twilight asked. It was rather troubling to see the young mare in such an anxious state and without her companions, Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, in tow.

“It’s Rarity, she’s locked herself in the boutique. She said she’d only come out if you came to help her with something,” Sweetie pleaded, tugging at the alicorn’s overly large shirt.

Twilight sighed, the alabaster unicorn always was a bit melodramatic and there was no telling exactly what had set her off. It wouldn’t surprise her if this was some desperate scheme of Rarity’s to get some early ‘service’ given how impatient she could be with things. “Alright,” she groaned exasperatedly, “I’ll go check on her really quick.” Patting Sweetie’s head, Twilight changed her course towards the Carousel Boutique.

“Thanks Twilight, just tell her I’ll be off with the crusaders if she asks,” Sweetie called, trotting off to find her friends.

It didn’t take long for Twilight to reach Rarity’s shop, the circular building a short distance from her home. Sure enough, the front door was locked and the ‘Open’ sign had been flipped to ‘Closed’. “Rarity,” Twilight called, giving the door a few polite knocks, “it’s Twilight, is everything alright?” After waiting a moment, she heard the lock click. “Rarity?” she called out again, letting herself in and closing the door behind her. The unicorn was nowhere to be found so Twilight pressed onward, exploring the interior and moving to the back of the boutique. Entering the workroom behind the store proper, the alicorn found her friend.

There, on her signature fainting couch, lay Rarity. The white unicorn wore a sheer piece of black negligee, replete with lace garters, stocking, and panties. Eased back on the comfortable piece of furniture, and bathed in beams of light from a nearby window, she was like a painting. The styled purple mane atop her head partially concealed her face. Her garments, while leaving little to the imagination, magnified her beauty several times over. Upon noticing Twilight, Rarity shifted a bit, her heavily lidded eyes locking with the alicorn’s own as she smiled wistfully.

Even after being coerced by Rainbow Dash earlier, and subsequently kidnapped by Pinkie Pie, Twilight was awestruck by just how gorgeous the pony before her was. She watched as Rarity’s legs parted, revealing the delectable imprint of the mare’s crotch through the thin fabric of her panties. This was a rare moment, one of those times where words were neither needed nor wanted. The alicorn stepped forward, setting her cupcakes down on a drafting table. She knew exactly what Rarity desired and didn’t know if she could resist the raw and unrefined elegance of the mare that lay in front of her. Reaching the unicorn, Twilight sunk to her knees, her pair of borrowed shorts already beginning to struggle against her hardening shaft.

With trembling hands, Twilight reached forward, unfastening the garter clips and reverently slipping her fingers under the unicorn’s underwear while gently tugging them downward. Rarity’s sex was, as expected, immaculately trimmed with the tiniest little triangle of purple hair above her rather pronounced labia. Removing the undergarment, the purple pony brought her snout to the unicorn’s crotch, breathing in the delicate scent before gliding her tongue over Rarity’s marehood.

Rarity moaned softly, biting her lip as she watched the alicorn kiss and lap at her nethers. She noticed as one of Twilight’s hands slid up to her abdomen while the princess’s horn started to glow. A sudden wave of heat surged through her body, coursing through her veins and stoking the fires of passion within her. Whatever Twilight had done felt absolutely divine and she knew that, no matter what, today would mark the day she’d become a mother. She placed her hands on the alicorn’s head, drawing her attention and guiding her upward.

The princess slowly stood, pulling down her shorts and unveiling her now fully erect equipment as she slid Rarity fully onto the couch, climbing between her legs after having done so. Guiding the tip of her marecock to the unicorn’s entrance with care, Twilight caressed Rarity’s silken lips for a moment before pressing forward. With glacial speed, the alicorn penetrated her partner, causing the mare to whimper ever so lightly at the intrusion. The snow white mare’s velvety folds surrounded her, embracing her length as she delved deeper. Scooting forward on her knees, she brought herself closer before she started to move.

Rarity lifted her legs, allowing Twilight get into a more accommodating position. While some may have considered it mundane, she’d always favored missionary sex since it afforded her and her partner a level of intimacy that several of the other, more exotic, positions would not. Twilight’s dick, while not the largest she’d seen, was quite an exquisite specimen. The thick veins along its length were exceptionally stimulating and the way its slightly ridged head scraped against her g-spot was divine. Rarity closed her legs around Twilight, drawing her in and spurning her to continue.

Twilight obliged Rarity’s unspoken request, steadily pumping her hips forward and back as she impaled the unicorn. Each thrust drove more of herself into her partner until her medial ring bumped against the white mare’s entrance. She could feel Rarity’s heels press into her back, urging her to advance. Applying a bit more force, the thicker section of Twilight’s shaft entered the mare, causing the unicorn to moan. Once she was nearly hilted, the alicorn began to hump away in earnest.

Rhythmically contracting her canal around Twilight’s throbbing member, Rarity skillfully pleasured her mate. Timing was everything, bearing down while on the alicorn’s backstrokes while relaxing herself on the forward thrusts, heightening both of their pleasure in a subtle, yet proficient manner. Her svelte body rocked in tune with Twilight’s movements, her nipples caressing the fabric of the black negligee as her breasts swayed. Rarity took careful note of the alicorn, how she breathed, the way Twilight’s fingers dug into her waist, and how the cock throbbed within her. She knew the princess wouldn’t last long at this rate. Reaching up, she wrapped her fingers around her partner’s head and drew her close. Rarity looked Twilight in the eyes as their lips met.

As she continued to pound the unicorn below her, Twilight kissed Rarity. Their tongues intertwined as they made love, each growing closer to the inevitable crescendo of the moment. Locked in a carnal embrace, the two ponies continued. What began as a slow and methodical experience built to a feverish and nearly desperate act as their passion soared. Twilight could feel herself nearing the peak, her balls retracting as her fuse burnt short. Her hips slammed forward, burying as much of her length in the mare as she could, as she started to cum.

The influx of scalding hot alicorn seed sent Rarity over the edge. As her insides were bathed in jizz, she violently came. She moaned into Twilight’s mouth as her arms and legs wrapped around her partner. Her marehood winked and spasmed, lewdly squelching femcum and semen onto the couch as a portion dribbled between the alabaster cheeks of her ass. Rarity would never forget this moment, the moment that Twilight Sparkle, the princess of friendship and one of her most trusted friends, sired her child. The two stayed entwined for a time, riding out their orgasmic bliss while holding one another.

Breaking their kiss, Rarity looked up at Twilight and smiled. “Thank you,” she cooed, caressing the alicorn’s face affectionately. “Even though you’re the element of friendship you could have easily been the element of generosity,” she sighed.

“It was my pleasure,” Twilight softly replied, leaning back although allowing her girthy rod to stay embedded in the unicorn’s snatch. “I made sure that our foal will be one of the most beautiful and graceful in all of Equestria,” she said, massaging Rarity’s abdomen while she envisioned the life blossoming within it.

“I hope it’s a colt, a filly would be far too much to handle,” Rarity commented. The thought of a precocious filly, much like she had been in her youth, wasn’t awful but she felt like a colt would be easier to manage.

“Only time will tell,” Twilight murmured, slowly drawing her length out of the mare and propping Rarity’s rump on a pillow to allow the majority of the seed within to not leak out. Getting up, she grabbed the shorts she’d discarded.

“Twilight,” Rarity called, causing the alicorn to turn as she beckoned with a finger. Reaching out, she put her hand on Twilight’s hip, pulling her closer. “Allow me to help you clean up,” she whispered, bringing the alicorn’s cum slick and semi flaccid cock to her maw. Running her tongue up its length, the unicorn lapped the mingled juices from the sensitive flesh of Twilight’s member before slipping its head past her lips and into her mouth. It was, after all, rather unladylike to leave one’s paramour in such a state and to waste any of the princess’s seed would be tantamount to treason.

Twilight sighed, her rod regaining some modicum of rigidity while she was fellated. The feeling wasn’t to last though, Rarity quickly finishing her impromptu cleaning and easing the length of purple pony meat from her gullet, giving it a small kiss as she completed the task at hand. Licking her lips, the unicorn gave Twilight a little pat on the backside to send her on her way.

“You can use the boudoir to tidy up Darling,” Rarity said, wiggling her rump contentedly and further coating her innards with the alicorn’s spunk. She knew that, regardless of the foal’s sex, Sweetie Belle would be elated once she got the news. “Oh and help yourself to something a little more flattering from the boutique. I’d hate to see you running around in Pinkie’s clothes all afternoon and I’m sure Fluttershy would appreciate you looking your best.”

“Is it true that she’s as bad as I’ve heard?” Twilight asked, turning to face her friend.

“Absolutely! Why, I saw Soarin leaving her house about a week ago and the poor stallion could hardly walk straight!” Rarity declared, recalling the event.

“Well that’s certainly disconcerting,” Twilight grumbled, her unease at the prospect of bedding the quiet pegasus mounting.

Thankfully, Rarity’s oral ministrations had left her pretty well cleaned up so it didn’t take her long to make herself presentable. Selecting a simple skirt and blouse along with a fresh pair of underwear, Twilight quickly got dressed and prepared to depart. For the third time that day, her plans had been stymied by her lusty and rather impatient friends. She’d grossly underestimated their enthusiasm to be her lovers and was now suffering the consequences. Tired, and possibly a bit dehydrated, Twilight trudged off to confront Fluttershy. The sun was starting to dip over the horizon as the evening drew close and all she could do was hope that the demure pegasus would forgive her for her transgressions.