Author's Note
Contains: Female masturbation, outdoor heterosexual intercourse.
Background: Aurora Sunshine, a Unicorn royal, and Midnight Eclipse, a Pegasian commander. After an argument causes them to be thrown out of their inn, and with no other rooms available in town, they sit outside of town and talk, finding themselves seeing eye-to-eye about their respective lives. Aurora asks him to join her as she goes out of town to sleep on the grass, never having slept outside before and having always wanted to. They end up staring at the night sky, Aurora telling Midnight a legend about the stars.
Related Content: This is a continuation of a scene in my book, https://www.fimfiction.net/story/352211/war-pony, in the chapter, ''https://www.fimfiction.net/story/352211/14/war-pony/around-a-heartless-fire''. Go check it out if you want to read more of my stuff or more about these characters.
A Night To Remember [X]
“You know what they say about stars, that each one is just another sun, and each sun has its own moon, and in between them there is another world just like this one, just slightly different.” Aurora told him while lost in the entrancing beauty of the stars, the two of them laying there, side by side atop a grassy hill.
The town they had just escaped from was barely a minute's walk, although this late at night they doubted any pony was still outside to see them together.
“So what you're saying is...” Midnight prodded her to continue.
“That we are looking at millions of different worlds, each of them unique in their existence, while all resembling each other at the same time.”
“Do you think there is a world where us ponies can agree on anything?” he joked, laughing to himself.
“Yeah, imagine, a world where a Unicorn and a Pegasus would work...” She spoke softly, almost as if she was imagining it.
“You said you'd stop making fun with me about that.” He dropped his head and turned it to her with a look of disappointment.
Aurora could almost feel his glare, but when she let her chin glide down and turn to Midnight, she only had a hint of confusion in her eyes as if she was trying to understand something. “I did...” She whispered, only to find herself lost in his eyes as if they were stars, uncontrollably leaning in closer.
Midnight's annoyed brow softened as a sudden wave realization washed over him, with a pinch of acceptance as he found himself leaning toward the Unicorn.
They met each other in the center, their lips meeting without hesitation or reluctance, instead with a passion as they embraced each other. Soon, Midnight found himself being pressed down against the pillowy grass by Aurora's own warm, cloth-covered chest. A faint fizz was heard as Aurora's horn lit up, her magic finding its way to every single button on her own dress and every strap on Midnight's armor, letting their clothing fall loosely as Aurora began to move her magical grasp into more risque areas.
Aurora was the daughter of Princess Platinum. She lived practically her entire life in a protective bubble;she wasn't allowed to leave the castle most days, she was forced into all-day study in her magic, and the only stallions she'd ever gotten to speak to when she was young were a bunch of corny bookworms obsessed with becoming powerful wizards, Aurora being told that she'd be marrying one of them one day.
But she didn't want that. She never wanted that. She always dreamed of having a heroic knight come crashing through her door and rescue her from her awful life, and yes, she was very aware of how cliché her dreams were, and she didn't care. She didn't want to be a princess, she wanted to be on an adventure, she wanted love and passion. The three things she never got to experience in her cooped-up castle bedroom.
And her lack of experience with other stallions left her completely missing out on any experience with sex. She was going into her twenties a virgin, something she yearned to change every night since she'd hit puberty and learned just exactly how good touching herself felt. She never got any “talk” or even a mild explanation about sex. Everything she learned she either learned by herself by reading literature that would be considered less-than-tasteful by the royal Unicorns, or from herself whenever she would explore her own body and limits during lonely nights when, whether she was asleep or not, she would dream.
She was resorting to pure, primal instinct as she honed her magic down along this sturdy stallion's thighs, in due time reaching the stem of his erection. It caused him to jump a little as he felt a gentle squeeze as Aurora explored him, slightly interrupting their long and intense make out as he inhaled rapidly a short refill of air. The soft kiss of Aurora's magic wrapping around his shaft was like a firm and woolley blanket. He'd never felt anything like it before.
Midnight, quite unlike Aurora, was a stallion with a high body count, both on the battlefield and in the bedroom. He was Captain Hurricane's son, after all, even if he wasn't the spitting image of a strong, confident, and handsome warrior, which he definitely was. He would still probably be able to sleep with any Pegasus mare he wanted in the entire country just because of his status. Midnight took pride in his talent. He was used to leaving mares breathless, begging for more, in some cases. He usually had three or four mares that followed him on his diplomatic duties, and while they were mostly for his own pleasure he gladly would rent their services to any pony needing a convincing on a certain subject. He had been with so many girls he thought nothing could ever surprise him anymore, then again he never thought he would be getting with a Unicorn, especially one so skilled with her magic.
She made him pant a little, separating from a wet kiss, leaving both lips tipped with lingering juices obtained from the other's. “Holy shit!” he confirmed his enjoyment as she continued to sway around, her horn in the air, now crouching completely above him, moving Midnight's large cock along with her horn like a gentle blowing of the wind. The fact they were in the outdoors made this more exhilarating. The thrill of just pushing right through this mare in plain view of Mother Nature just made him even harder.
“Does that feel good?” She giggled, both impressed by her own apparent natural skill as well as the fact she knew his answer long before he gave her a very pleased and excited nod. She lowered her head down along with her core, letting her chest rub against his thick fur, her flanks just barely hovering above his. He could feel the tip of his erection grazing the fur coat around her delicious backside. It was all there just waiting for him.
Aurora then gave him a faint whisper, “It's my first time... Please don't go easy on me.” She smiled a devilish grin, feeling the anticipation like blood in her veins just wanting to burst out of her like steam from a geyser. She lowered her lips to his. They met in lusty hunger, moving up and down like waves of water along a smooth yet rocky ocean. The real storm was yet to come.
And then she finally let him have her. Lowering her hind end onto his awaiting cock, she never even bothered to take a glance. She wanted to be surprised.
And oh, she was. The only things she's every felt graze her beautiful little pussy was her own hoof and magic, and her hoof was never soft enough, being such a hard bone, and her magic had the reverse problem; it lacked substance. But once she felt her gates being pressed against by this hunk of stallion flesh, she gasped away while kissing, both of them keeping their muzzles pressed up together as they took a break to concentrate on the real action.
Aurora began taking very small breaths to help her ease her way down. She had nothing to compare to, but she could feel he was bigger than most as his meaty tip played around with her entrance, her pussy beginning to drip its own moisture. She wanted him so badly, but she couldn't do this all at once; she needed to take this slow.
Her eyes shut and squeezed in anticipation, she felt his dick caress her clit better than she had ever done herself, quickly realising that Midnight was now piloting her as her magic faded and he began taking in long, steady gusts of air to cool off his head, his wings wrapping around her side belly and back, guiding her down onto him.
His dick began making a presence inside of her. He could hear in her pants of fear and joy that she wasn't interested in foreplay. He began pulling her waist down and letting his dick open her up. She wasn't lying about it being her first time; she was tighter than a snake in its own skin.
Midnight hesitated, he didn't want to hurt her. But the moment he did Aurora pleaded for him. “Please, just take me! Take me and let me be yours!”
She let out a moan she couldn't hold back, letting it echo into the night sky as he did just that, pushing right into her and sliding into her walls. It was incredible, feeling as he slowly penetrated right through her, his thick girth filling her entirely as she slid down onto his base. She was no longer lying above him, but sitting on him. She could feel the cold, loose skin of his balls greet the passage between her tight snatch and plush ass, just as Aurora's tiny breasts, tucked in above her crotch like two massive grapes, met his underbelly.
They met eyes once more, Aurora realizing she was smiling wider than she thought she was capable of. Aurora nodded to him. “Keep going! I want you to cum inside of me! Please!”
They both then naturally found each other's pace as Aurora began using her hind legs to run herself back up and down his length, feeling every inch that shifted through her with ecstasy. She was soaking wet by now, dripping her fluid all over his crotch, helping to move her along as Midnight's pumping became more involved. He began lifting his hips to make her bounce up and down his dick, she groaned louder and louder as she let herself go, riding his dick nearly back up to its tip before plunging the entire, slobbering thing back inside.
“Ah... AH!” she screamed out as she felt herself coming closer to her edge. His intense slapping into her marehood was becoming too much. She was beginning to feel that rush surge from her pussy, that lightning bolt of pure energy that, with a few more meaty thrusts and grunts from Midnight, she found herself cumming with the loudest and most exhilarating orgasm she ever had. “AHH!” she moaned.
And while she normally was quite happy with how soiled she could make her own sheets all by herself, she was thrilled when she felt him cumming.
Before she could really understand what was happening inside of her, she felt the uncontrollable throbbing his dick made as he squirted out his delectable cream into her one jerk at a time. She could feel it squirm into every corner of her vagina, and once he had finished, she felt that she was dripping from his thick cum.
They both took a long moment filled with gasps and cries of passion as they recharged. Soon, Aurora began slipping his soaking wet and softening dick from out of her, feeling it flop out on the way down as she stood up above him, her knees wobbly, leading her to collapse on the grass next to him.
With a sort of force of habit, she reached her hoof down and placed it onto her drenched pussy, feeling his gift inside of her as she wetted her hoof. Raising it up to see the endings of the white load inside of her, she licked it all up from the frog of her hoof to see what he tasted like. It held the same flavour that of a thick creamy fat with hints of salt, shuddering as it came onto her tongue.
Aurora let herself loose, her legs falling to her side and latching onto Midnight, who, at a quick glance, had his own equipment covered in a layer of his and her cum, going limp.
Aurora caught his eye and softly whispered to him, “Thank you...”
Pop the Pleasure Pill [XXX]
Author's Note
Contains: Rape, bisexual (female on male / female on female), threesome, student/teacher, cream pie, fellatio, and cunnilingus.
Background: After the tragic ending for Twilight in Flower, she has come to cope with her new robotic body, though every night she still craves the feeling she once had… A mare still has her needs after all, cybernetic body or not. After having trouble sleeping, she decides to take one of her experimental sleep elixirs in desperate need of a good night's sleep which ends up in her having one of the best wet dreams she's ever had.
Related Content: Flower (Prequel, SFW), Harmony of Machines. (Sequel, SFW)
Pop the Pleasure Pill [XXX]
Twilight Sparkle woke up in a shudder, panting for air as her nerves began to settle. She had another nightmare, it was the same one she's had night and night again since the explosion at Cardinal forest. That horrid nightmare always began with her in Celestia's school for gifted Unicorns, back when she was still mortal. Twilight would dream that she failed a major exam and suddenly the entire class would begin laughing and mocking her, soon Celestia herself came into the lecture hall and banished her from the school.
She woke up in metaphorical sweats every time, metaphorical because her body was no longer capable of creating actual sweat. After the explosion that killed more than a dozen soldiers, and nearly killing her, the blast penetrating past her hardened Alicorn flesh, she had to be operated on heavily. And through the miracle of science and medicine, she was saved. With most of her body, the exception being her vital organs and brain, having to be replaced with bionics.
This made every day for her much harder, everything about how she moved and felt was more difficult. Her senses were dampened, now having only two states, on or off. She either felt something or she didn't, it was so static. Her vision had lost its clarity and colour, her taste was completely gone, her smell felt chemical and completely unnatural. And while she no longer had to use the bathroom, the engineers were courteous enough to still give her a prosthetic vagina, unusable, but it was there.
Whenever she walked anywhere it took nearly twice as long, her robotic joints often rusting up. Over the months she's had to resign from her many high-up positions, now the only title she bore being the ''Princess of Friendship'', meaning she still had her power and wealth, and her alicorn magic was still present, so her life wasn't completely ruined, but it was definitely suckier.
And one of the worst things to come with this tragedy were the nightmares. She hardly got a few hours of sleep a night, a problem she's been seeking to fix for a long while, but regular sleeping medication didn't work well for somepony with such little regular pony blood inside of them.
Now she sat in her large, princess sized bed alone in her gloomy bedroom, taking long breaths in order to calm herself.
Twilight began pondering what to do, she would like to be asleep but she also didn't want to have to go through the same nightmare twice tonight. She contemplated solutions, she could go down to her kitchen and have some drinks, it would definitely pass the time... But she was too tired, she really wanted to go to sleep...
She did remember there was that one elixir she found in her search for more extreme sleep solutions, it was still in her personal lab. It was apparently an old Zeberian recipe, she found it in a potion book she had in her library, the text having been translated from Ancient to Equine. Apparently it would provide a deep and refreshing sleep that could last up to a full day. Yet it didn't seem to fair well with the lab rats; it definitely put them to sleep, with the slight downside of killing them after a few minutes, even when using the smallest of doses during her tests yesterday.
But as the hours dragged on, the idea of just trying it out became more tempting; she was an alicorn, - she once drank deadly scorpion venom for an experiment and it barely gave her a headache - she could tough it out for the chance of a good sleep, right?
It was a long, slowly turning debate as her curiosity began to win her over. She always enjoyed a good experiment, and the side-effects listed were very extensive. Apparently this mixture would cause very wild dreams, and she wondered what that meant exactly.
Before she knew it, her magic had already teleported her down there, then found the potion she had spent her evening working on, and with another flash she had re-appeared beneath her sheets; the tang-tinted sealed bottle of liquid quickly became tantalising.
“For science...” She whispered to herself with melancholy robotic tones. She may have lost most of her body, but her mind still found ways to enjoy itself despite her situation.
In one quick gulp down past her metal lips - in which she felt the concoction reach the back of her throat; a portion of her insides still made of her own flesh - she had drank the whole bottle.
A faint wave of regret washed over her as she felt herself becoming light-headed; the dose might have been a bit much, as she nearly instantly felt herself slipping, her glass eyes sliding closed and her body collapsing deep into her mattress. She felt a little giddy, since it had been a while since she'd done some self-experimentation; all of the possible effects delighting her as she was pulled down into a deep sleep.
Twilight woke up in a panic, her eyes rushing around the room to try and find herself. She was in school, in the lecture hall; she must have fallen asleep during the lecture, as Professor Nullhorn was currently in the middle of his lesson. Twilight then began inspecting herself almost instinctively, but she was just like she always was; her regular-old, violet unicorn self. Her soft fur comforted her for some reason as she patted herself down; her hoof travelling from her lightly blushing cheeks, puffy chest packed into a tight white shirt and down to her thighs hidden beneath a course fabric skirt, then before she could stop herself, she had placed her hoof down between her legs; the skirt resisting against her as she checked herself.
“Twilight!” A voice came from her right flank, it was Moondancer, her best friend. “Are you paying attention?” She wondered, concerned for her friend’s apparent amnesia as everything seemed to suddenly surprise her. “You really should be keeping notes.” She prompted a still dazed Twilight, lifting Twi's ink tipped feather in front of her face.
“Oh, yeah, I'm sorry... I think I dozed off for a moment.” Twilight sated her friend’s worries as she took up her own writing feather with her magical grasp, pressing it against her open notebook.
She raised her head to the ongoing lecture, her head still clearing up making listening really hard.
“And class, you may collect your tests as you leave.” the professor announced, pointing out the stack of papers that sat on a table next to the exit. To Twilight's surprise the lesson seemed to be over. Everypony began packing away their things, the sound of rustling of books against cloth saddlebags becoming a powerful presence as ponies began standing up and trotting down the class to reach the door.
“Come on, Twi, we gotta get to study.” Moondancer was somehow already packed, and to Twilight’s surprise, so was she herself, even though she didn't remember doing so. She shrugged it off; she must be really tired for her head to be playing tricks like this on her.
Twilight scooted out of her seat and squeezed past a few stallions between her and the exit row, making it to the steps down. Her and Moondancer trotted down the steps and made their way up to the professor’s table to retrieve their test scores. Moondancer walking up first and promptly leaving just as quickly, levitating a pleasing sheet of paper in front of her, a big red "100%" scribbled onto its face.
Twilight then eagerly stepped up to get hers, excited to see her marking.
The professor lifted his soft eyes which hid behind a pair of small slits of glass connected by a thin black wire, meeting hers with a distant disappointment, concerning Twilight.
“Miss Sparkle, I’m sorry to say, but this grade is far from acceptable.” He magically gave over her test printed with a heart-shattering "0%".
“Wha.. What? B-but, this can't be correct!” Twilight stuttered in disbelief, she couldn't have failed! What if everyone found out? She'd become a laughing stock! The thoughts raced through her panicking conscious, and she twisted around to look at everyone else in the class, expecting to be laughed at.
“Wh... Where did everypony go?” Twilight felt a stiff shock run through her; a morphing force on her thoughts. It felt like a cool liquid pouring over her hot stove of a head. Everypony in the entire class had magically poofed out of existence...
The colours in the room became vivid and surreal, the lights dimmed to a faint orange glow, and a scent of lilacs and freshly burnt wood smoked up the air. It was almost romantic. Almost.
Twilight let a small gasp out as she felt her marehood liven up; something about this shift in tone caused her pussy to jolt with a warm energy as she felt it beg her for attention.
“Twilight... You are such a good student... I would hate for you to have a grade like this on your record...” The professor lulled her with his voice; he wanted something.
Twilight spun her head back to him, seeing that her tail was slightly raised. She hadn't noticed before but now seeing it, she quickly twisted her whole body to face him, embarrassed of what he might have just seen. Even though she felt her sweet pussy scream for her to relieve it, the matter of her grade was still more important. “I'm so sorry, sir, please, is there anything I can do? I can't have Celestia find out about this!”
“I know you can't...” He whispered again, flashing a gentle smile. Now that Twilight was looking, the professor didn't look half bad; most of the teachers had the wrinkles of hundreds of years of aging, but he on the other hoof was probably just a bit older than Twilight, and she was in her very early twenties, practically still a teenager.
His jaw was defined, his pale blue fur was cut down thin and crispy, his eyes like sapphires; he was a stunning stallion. Twilight could only imagine how big his dick would be...
Twilight violently shook her head; what was coming over her? She'd never had thoughts so lewd, especially not about her professor.
“Twilight, don't worry, there is a way I can help you, but I'll need you to help me first...” He had an evil grin from behind his big, thick wooden desk. Standing up from his leather seat, eyeing Twilight down.
“Wh... Wha... What do you need me to do, Professor..?” Twilight tensed up, watching him slowly strut his way around his desk, getting closer to Twilight's young, innocent body.
“Well you see, Twily...” He abridged her name, sending a shiver down her spine as worry overcame her. “I have a confession to make.” Twilight gulped as he appeared in his entirety from behind the desk, his lower half now visible to show his long, drooling shaft resting under its own hefty weight beneath his legs, awaiting use.
“I-I'm s-sorry! I don't n-need your help!” she stumbled backwards. She mumbled “no” with her mouth but her cunt screamed “yes”. Twilight had better control over herself than a mere sexual urge though, and she knew she did not want this, this was vile, such an advance on her? A student of his? It was unheard of.
Twilight, lost in her contemplation forgot that the professor's desk was elevated on a stage, and felt the ground give way beneath her hooves, gravity taking it's cold grasp on her.
No, that's not gravity. She knew that because she wasn't falling, she was floating there, stuck in her teacher’s magical aura, his horn aglow, continuing his soft approach.
“You always were my favorite student...” He told her, sweeping her forward towards him against her will, her body drifting across the air, landing right in front of his muzzle.
Twilight tried to scream out "rape", but she found her muzzle sealed shut, a murmur barely a decibel over the sizzle of his horn escaping.
The professor leaned in towards her, her eyes trying to blast out of her head in a frenzy just to get away. Twilight's neck stiffened, her head and by extension her mouth forcibly brought forward to meet his lips. They clashed, Twilight being an unwilling participant in an otherwise passionate kiss on his behalf.
Twilight had no idea what was happening; she obviously understood the fact her teacher seemed to be sexually assaulting her currently, and that was horrifying, but something inside of her gave a release of pent up pressure, a little bit of her wanted to just let this happen.
Her muzzle was given some leeway, his mouth pressed against hers, out of it came a devious tongue that burrowed its way past her lip seals. The wet, wormy muscle found its way into her, inciting her tongue to play along. Twilight couldn't help but follow along with his motions, her eyes gliding closed as she lost herself in this short moment of relief. Her mind was out of itself and it didn’t realise what she was doing as she went down onto him, leaning in by her own volition; it became a kiss of desire and lust. The two of them found themselves lapping at the other's thick spit for a few heated moments before her professor pulled away. Twilight was left panting, her skin felt like it was burning from beneath her shirt and wool jumper, the blood flowing through her heating her up, and her forehead dripped, a prominent bead of sweat dripping down her temple and cheek.
“I... I'm... I'm sorry, I...” Twilight stuttered out - realising now what she had just done - still feeling his saliva drip down from her lips.
He was no longer using his magic, which let her feel a little bit safer. “Don't apologise, Twily... You're doing just perfectly.” He brushed her cheek with the gentle rock of his hoof, her skin producing a moisture barely tactile enough to register from beneath the thin layer of fur which covered every inch of her succulent body.
Twilight locked onto his eyes with a fearful, innocent anticipation, watching him stride around to her flank's side. Twilight gently wanted to twirl after him, but he wouldn't let her, stretching his leg over her back and holding her petrified body still.
“Professor...” Twilight whispered out his title, trying to break his steady concentration on her cloth-covered flanks as he finally reached her behind; her skirt, tail and a thin velvet layer of wet panties keeping him from seeing her winking, needy pussy.
“Please, Twilight, do call me Nullhorn, there is no need for such formalities anymore.” He tenderly asked of her, as he placed his hoof onto her right outer thigh and brushed her half skirt covered cutie mark, eagerly making his way further and further back.
Twilight jumped up and pulled away from his hoof as it pressed against her sensitive inner crotch, barely more than an inch from her barely covered marehood. “P-Please, I... I don't...” She continued to fail in composing her speech, limply stumbling to lean against his desk for support as she escaped from him.
“Twilight... You don't want to fail do you?” He strode up to her once more, leaving her very little breathing room between him and his hardwood desk.
“N-no...” She replied, then he immediately wrapped his magic around her forelegs, spun her around and stretched them across his desk, her pelvis being pressed down against the corner of it, her backside facing the smug professor.
He didn't give her any warning before he telekinetically tore the thin fabric of her panties down the center and pulled up her skirt, it sliding up from her flanks to her upper stomach to leave her entire bottom half nude.
Twilight let out a high pitched yelp as she felt both of his hooves being placed on either side of her upper spine, pushing down against the loose skin of her back to press her even harder against his desk, and keep her stable as he hoisted up his thick cock behind her.
“Your marehood, Twilight, it's dripping wet... It must really be burning, mustn’t it?” He asked from his interesting observation.
He was right. She felt hornier than she ever had before. She felt the roaring heat eat her out. At this point she couldn't tell whether her sweating forehead or drooling pussy was wetter. “N-no...” She wished was the truth, trying to make it as convincing as she could.
“Are you certain, Twilight?” He stepped forward enough for his tip to reach around under her tail and lightly press against the two bursting teats beneath her crotch, an ecstatic rush coming into her immediately. She couldn't muster up any words anymore, but she still shook her head; she couldn't do this.
He could though, and he did. Ignoring her refusal of his advances, he shifted his stiff dick to her leaking pussy; her succulent mare-juices leaving a wet impression on his now throbbing tip.
She squealed as he rounded the rim of her vagina, shifting around her tight pussy lips. The pent up pleasure rammed through her like a road spike. She released a staggering moan, unable to hold it back.
“Twilight?” A familiar, feminine voice came from the exit door of the auditorium.
Twilight darted her head to the side, her eyes blasting upward as she saw Moondancer witness the scene; the mare gasping and clutching her set of notes and books against her chest as she saw the professor’s cock readying to penetrate her best friend. “TWILIGHT!”
“It's... It's not...” Twilight tried to explain but she was too out of breath, she hadn't been breathing at all.
“You're about to fuck Professor and you didn't invite me?” She dropped all of her things onto the floor, swiftly hopped up to the platform, then nodded to the professor - having him continue - as she began throwing off her school uniform.
Twilight was unable to even begin to understand why her friend had just ripped off her own shirt, skirt and panties, and dropped them to the floor loosely. Out of all ponies she knew, Twilight would have least expected this from Moondancer. Although the question of ''why?'' was quickly thrust right out of her as the professor continued behind her, making headway into her tight hole, the flesh gripping around his tip as he pressed in with care enough to not rip Twilight apart on her first time.
Twilight's eyes desperately attempted to stay open as the rest of her shuddered and another pleasurable groan pulsed out of her open mouth; her spittle forming a pool that began to soak her chin. She was barely capable of watching as Moondancer trotted behind the desk, undid her tight hair bun and placed down the glass prisons which regularly hid away her gorgeous, deeply purple eyes. Their full, elegant features became figures of lust as her eyelids slid down from above to cover them from the center up; looking down at Twilight with an unquenchable lust.
“Twilight...” Moondancer lifted up Twilight's head by raising her chin, their eyes meeting and Twilight finding her friend strangely soothing, as the dick sliding into her resisting pussy pushed deeper into her boundaries; feeling the meat that she lubricated with her own juices shift around in her. “Just relax; you'll enjoy this.” Moondancer leaned in and before Twilight realised what for, she was already interlocking lips with her best friend since childhood, the notion that began seeming crazy quickly became her point of comfort in everything as she was lost in her friend’s mouth.
The professor seemed to take this as his opportunity. As he felt Twilight's entire body lose tension, he thrust the rest of himself into her deep pussy, shoving more than half of his length right into her in a mere instant. Twilight's back legs kicked into the air from shock, and a gargled scream came from her mouth which was kept there by Moondancer's.
Her best friend immediately began working to comfort Twilight as she was fucked from the rear for the very first time. She ran her hoof through Twilight's hair, gently easing her down from the shock of feeling an entire Stallion's dick inside of her.
The professor began working his way a few inches back and then thrust right back into her with a powerful grunt; she could feel his balls slap against her teats and lower crotch like being spanked with a set of two soft, cold oranges. Twilight tried not to focus on it, but couldn't help but love the sensation of him pulling in and out from deep within her.
Twilight dropped her head from the passionate make-out she was having with Moondancer, needing to pant for air and hear her own moans. This left Moondancer quite pleased, seeing her friend enjoy herself so much. “Come on, Twilight, you can't have all the fun.”
Twilight wondered what her friend meant by that, watching her as she climbed up onto the desk and threw off any books and quills that still managed to remain on it. She then tried to sit down in front of Twilight, who suddenly learned what her friend was expecting from her as Moondancer settled in front of Twilight and spread her hind legs out, exposing her young, slick slit of a pussy and placing it in front of Twilight's muzzle like a platter; Moondancer's clit sticking out like a needy little button begging for Twilight.
Twilight was knocked against the table once more as the dick of her professor slammed her body forward and caused her mouth to land down onto Moondancer's slit. She smelled the intoxicating scent of her friend's potent pussy and tasted it for the first time as her tongue landed in its center. It was a juicy, meaty flavor which she swallowed quickly, wanting it inside of her.
“Come on, Twily, I've always wanted you to eat me out! Go on!” Moondancer pronounced in excitement as she felt her friend let her tongue hang loose out of her muzzle and work its way from the very bottom of her pussy. She felt the very tip of Twilight’s wet tongue graze the rim of her tight asshole, then zip up to the top to press her tongue’s rough, wet surface against her clit; Twilight tasting the whole range of her friend's flavors. “Keep going!” Moondancer demanded. Twilight immediately went over and over with the eagerness and sloppiness of a new and excited lover. She had no elegance or grace, and just licked up Moondancer's slit like a dog at water; a little bitch in heat wanting her thirst to be quenched.
Moondancer began releasing moans in fruition with Twilight's muffled ones, who was now being thrust into aggressively fast. Every time Nullhorn worked his way back, he wouldn't even let a whole second pass before slamming back into her. He was coming close to his edge, and so was Twilight, which just led her to work her tongue deeper and more furiously into Moondancer, who found it exhilarating to feel her best friend do this to her. “FUCK! Ahh... AHH!” Moondancer yelled out, quickly having been caught up to speed with the rest of them.
“Oh, Twilight! You fucking tight little bitch!” He yelled out at her, riding out the intense build up as he came closer and closer to cumming, thrusting into Twilight as hard as he could; trying to really make her feel it.
At the same moment Moondancer's vocals began rising in pitch, her pants became shorter and shorter as Twilight drove her tongue in and out and all around her now soaking pussy, dripping from Twilight's spit. “I'm, I'm cumming!” She yelled out, and soon enough, Twilight felt the spray of mare-cum squirt out of Moondancer. It covered her muzzle from top to bottom in several pulses, while some of it landed all over her face, and the rest was drunk up by Twilight as it came right into her mouth. The fatty, salty taste of her best friend's cum tasted fucking amazing.
This alone might have brought Twilight to climax, but the stallion behind her wanted to nail that coffin right up, as he gave one last thrust to leave his entire dick's legnth inside of her as he came. His tip flared up and squirted gushes and gushes of cum inside of her. “Ahh... AHH!” Twilight screamed out in her own pleasure, and felt herself cum alongside him. Within seconds her pussy was creampied with a heavy amount of mixed cum dripping down onto the desk and floor.
The professor pulled out, almost taking Twilight off the table with pure power and friction. He stood on his own legs; resting as his cum-coated dick fell down between his legs.
Twilight slid herself off of the table, then let herself droop down and use the wall of the desk as support as she gasped for air, realising she had just sat down into some of the cum that leaked out of her; it smeared against her ass, skirt and dress. She looked up to the professor who stood above her, but more-so his long, resting cock soaked in her and his cum.
He quickly attended to her obvious desire; trotting up and propping himself up against the table above her to give her access to his dick for clean-up. Twilight lifted it up with her magic and brought it to her mouth, before she sucked at the slowly softening member and drank their love-juices.
And when she was done with his shaft, she gladly moved on to his balls, lapping at them as she had done to Moondancer's pussy, licking up every last drop.
Twilight, for the first time in months, was peacefully awoken by the sunrise coming from outside of her bedroom window; an experience she cherished for each second that it lasted.
Feeling herself, she was disappointed to find that she was still a fleshless cyborg. And she did - in her brief exploration of herself - find that her inner thighs and prosthetic vagina were not soaking wet as she had felt in her dream - not even a drop - which had disappointed her further.
Twilight sighed on reality, her mind drifting onto the subject of her lovely dream; she had finally had the night's sleep she wanted, and with that, her curiosity quenched about the side effects of the potion she had taken.
That was the best dream I've had I decades... She thought, I need to make more of that stuff.
