Pony Beach

The restaurant Twilight took John for dinner the next afternoon was high amidst the clouds, with a line of pegasi coming out the door and turning the sidewalk.

“The place is really popular with locals,” she said.

He had heard a lot of places like this, but since he didn’t had wings and the cloud-walking spell was pretty expensive he didn’t had expected to have visited a cloud-city any time near.

“The place is not really big with the tourists, but the locals really love it,” Twilight said. “Which means you either put up with the crowds or end up eating tourist food.”

“That’s impressive,” he leaned forward to get a better look into line.

Twilight put a wing over his shoulder when a couple of mares gave him curious looks and guided him inside to the handwritten menu hanging on the wall behind the counter. The mare taking orders at the cash register looked up, spotted Twilight, and gave her a huge smile.

“Hey, Princess, where have you been?” She called. “The hay fries are just the way you like it, crispy and salty.”

“Thanks, Steaming Pot,” she pointed to John. “I brought you a new customer, all the way from Earth. Give us two of my usual order.”

“Welcome,” she called to John as she added an order to a wire that traveled the length of the kitchen. “I hope we don’t disappoint you. Pegasus cuisine can be really different from the things you are used to eat.”

“Twilight told me the food here is the best in town.”

Steaming Pot put her hoof to her lips and blew Twilight a kiss, the alicorn blushed slightly.

“This one was always a charmer,” Steaming Pot said. “Take a place, I’ll have your order ready in no time.”

Five minutes later they were out the door and, on their way, to see if they could snag a bench on the walkway to eat their lunch and watch the flying pegasi.

“I didn’t expect there would be an ocean smell with us being so high,” John said, tilting his cup to gather the last drops of milkshake before putting it into the trash.

Twilight smiled. “The pegasi cities are really nice, since I got my wings I have been finding all kinds of cool places above the clouds. Most ponies know Las Pegasus and Cloudsdale, but they never see the more modern cities.” She devoured the last of her hayfries “What was Earth like?”

“I don’t know… It seemed pretty normal, I guess. Things are really similar on the surface, it’s when you get to the details that things are different. We also have beach cities, but ours don’t have flying neighborhoods populated by pegasus and gryphons.”

She laughed. “Sounds like an interesting place.”

“Maybe someday I can give you a full tour,” John turned to face Twilight.

They threw their garbage on a nearby bin and Twilight Sparkle took John to walk around the edges of the city, where they sat on a cloud wall and watched the Pegasus pulling carriages come in. Eagles and pigeons swooped around, some bringing messages, most just lazily banking on the hot currents. A lazy pegasus took a nap atop a landed carriage.

“Do you have one of those flying carriages?” he asked.

“No, I never learned how to fly with one of those. Rainbow Dash tried to teach me how to do it, but I never had time to train.”

“It must be so cool to be able to fly around, to be out on the great blue sky with birds for company. Just flying free,” John leaned against the rail.

“It looks peaceful now,” Twilight said. “But you should have seen it during the storms. The winds get so fast and crazy that you will be thrown around like a sack of potatoes. The last big storm caused millions of bits in damages when it swept over Cloudsdale. We have pegasi on constant storm watch, but this one stuck just after the Tirek crisis and took the pegasi by surprise.”

John tried to imagine what it had been like, but couldn’t picture what Twilgiht had seen.

They walked three blocks away from the beach and turned left onto the main street of the town. It supposedly offered the best variety of shopping on the region. There were several shops that sold the lovely and authentic Aculpulcoltan crafts: wing-bracelets made of silver and brass, T-shirts and delicately crafted saddles, leather saddle-bags with incredible tooled designs, delicately painted pottery depicting pegasi and strange birds, hoof-woven blankets with intricate detail and cloud sculptures in the shape of all kinds of animals that John had ever seen and some that he hadn’t. By the time they reached the middle of the shopping street, John felt the tingling touch of Twilight’s magic reaching for his body. She was keeping a small bag with a few trinkets she had bought floating at her side to disguise the glow.

“Twilight…” John muttered, his cock throbbing beneath his jeans. He shifted his legs, trying to hide his erection from the passersby.

“Anything wrong, John?” She asked softly. “You seem a bit flustered, maybe we should go to the shadow.” Her magic gripped his shaft more firmly, moving against the head of his cock to trace the rim.

“Twilight,” he groaned. “You are getting worse than Cadance!”

“That was her idea,” Twilight giggled. “Follow me.”

His heart was pounding as her magic took him amidst the crowd, she kept two steps ahead of him, swishing her tail to give him glimpses of her ass. He tensed, his breathing getting laborious, as his cock pressed against his underwear.

“I’m going to have my revenge, Twilight,” he growled, struggling to keep walking. He felt her magic gripping and gently squeezing.

Her magic cupped his balls, massaging them first and spreading the piercing heat of arousal. He clenched his teeth to keep from moaning as her magic explored his cock. He gave nervous glances around, but the others ponies were too busy to notice his heavily blushed cheeks and laborious breathing. Twilight looked back and give him a wink.

He growled softly while her magic pumped fast, hard and deep. Pleasure notched higher, nearly unbearable, and he knew he was going to come if she didn’t stop.

“Fuck,” he growled under his breath. He was going insane, muscles clenching and shaking as he struggled to take each step in the middle of the crowd.

“Now you can have your revenge,” Twilight Sparkle whispered to him, walking into a dark alley.

He shivered at the sound, at the intent that suddenly overwhelmed his body.

John licked his lips nervously, anypony could walk by then at any moment, there would be very little protecting them from being found out. All his concerns were wiped away as Twilight Sparkle pulled him for a kiss, her magic reaching for him with a tingling warmth.

He wasn’t accustomed to the sensations of magic yet, the strangely pleasurable tingling that now explored and caressed his body, made him breathless with rising excitement. He was certain that he liked it, tough.

A groan left his lips as she stroked his hard cock with her magic touch.

There was no place better to lose himself. The sensations were still a bit surreal.

“Twilight…” he whispered as he walked towards her. She was a dim outline amidst the shadows, the strong light of her magic bathing her in shimmering light.

“Come get me,” she couldn’t hold the word back as his lips stroked down her neck, igniting frenzied flames beneath her skin as he moved to her back. She sighed his name and lifted her tail to him. “Touch me.”

She loved the way his fingers touched her. The feel of his hands moving over her body, parting her thighs. The rasp of her fur against his flesh, his lips, teeth, and tongue tormenting her.

His cock was pressed at the juncture of her thighs, pressing against the tender bud of her ass as her legs spread wider for him. He tangled her tail in his hand, pulled it up ever so tightly.

“Look how hard you got me,” he leaned forward, pressing the tip of his cock against her ass, grinding it as he pulled her tail once again. “You kinky, slutty mare!”

Her hooves shook as she felt him grinding against her. His expression was intent with pleasure.

She reached with her magic and gripped the base of his cock, moving it until it slid inside her tight ass.

Twilight moaned in rising pleasure, eyes wide, her breath harsh, she watched as the broad, glistening head pressed deeper, against the flexing, tormented entrance to her ass.

She was stirred; a flaming need echoed between her thighs as she felt him working inside her in slow, tight thrusts. His hands moved to her flanks and he lifted her tail with tight pulls, pressing deeper as whimpering cries escaped from her lips.

The sensation of the broad, hot head of his cock working inside her was unique. She could feel her muscles stretching, her flesh wrapping around him, revealing nerve endings that she had never knew she had. So sensitive that each stroke had her moaning out in pleasure.

She lifted her flank to him, watching as his erection eased inside, pulled back, before he entered her once again.

He pressed against her, into her. He filled her until she was certain she was overfilled, only to convince her body to take more, to move against him, to stretch for him.

He groaned, his voice throbbing with his lust. Twilight was shaking, shuddering with the pleasure, with the look on his face, the passion in his eyes. The light of her magic vibrating and covering them in quivering shades.

Twilight stared back at him, her lips parted as she fought for breath, feeling the wonder of his touch. Digging her hooves into the ground at the sides of his body, she began to move with him. Thrusting into the slow penetrations as wild cries began to build in her chest. The slow undulations were killing her. She needed more. She was close to orgasm, so close. If he would take her harder, deeper, then she could find the release that rocked her senses.

Her magic found the swollen, tormented bud of her clit and enveloped it as he watched.

“Bad Twilight,” he breathed out heavily.

His hand tightened on her flank as he gave her tail a strong tug, a smile pulled at his expression, and his pace increased. Thighs bunching, his abs dewed with perspiration, he thrust harder inside her, working his cock into her ass as Twilight gasped lustful brays.

Hips churning and thrusting, her magic stroking faster over her clit as his cock pounded inside her ass with stretching, burning strokes.

She couldn’t fight the pleasure. She couldn’t fight the veil of blissful darkness intent on wrapping over her. It spilled inside her mind as the rush of pleasure became a blistering force. Her magic stroked harder on her clit; her ass tightened around his cock. The sensations tore through her until she slammed back at him, a moan parting her lips as her clit burst in pleasure. The rush of orgasm peaked the swollen bud, then slammed into her pussy, her womb. The darkness rushed over her, then exploded into a cacophony of magical light and strangled cries.

John’s groan sped through her mind as he moved over her. His arms wrapped around her, groping her wings. His hips quickened, his cock thrust inside her in furious, hard strokes, triggering a second, almost brutal orgasm. A hard curse tore from his lips, and one deep thrust later, Twilight felt his release. It shuddered up his back as she held on to him. It tightened his muscles and locked him inside her as spurt after spurt of heated semen flooded her clenching ass.

Twilight was certain she must have forgotten how to breathe for long, blinding seconds. She was gasping for air as reality began to seep into her mind once more. He held her up, preventing her from falling to the ground, her hooves were quivering, shaking with the after effects of her orgasms.

Slowly, as the tension eased from her body, she regained her balance, sliding his cock away. His arms remained around her back as they regained their breath.

“Wow,” Twilight gasped. “Cadance was right about that.”

John groaned unintelligible words, he was too tired now for coherent thought, but he knew that Cadance deserved some rough fucking for this.