Twilight's Second First Time

Sugar Belle levitated the empty pastry plate as she trotted off toward the kitchen, tail flagged and wafting the pungent scent of a desperate mare's heat across the store. Starlight Glimmer stood up from the table to help clean up. Twilight Sparkle stayed at the table, a contented smile on her face and her head propped up on one hoof. Big Macintosh had already fled upstairs to the living area of the store, trying desperately to hide his raging erection from their guests. Despite his efforts, Twilight had gotten an eyeful. And she liked what she saw.

"Macky and I are going to get ourselves freshened up," Sugar Belle said. "Feel free to use the washroom and come on back whenever you're ready. Don't take too long, though. I don't want to second guess myself and ruin everything."

Twilight didn't respond, staring dreamily off into space.

"Equestria to Twilight?" Starlight waved a hoof in front of the daydreaming alicorn.

Twilight shook her head and blinked, looking up at Starlight.. "Huh? What?" She glanced quickly around before registering that Sugar Belle had been talking to her. "Oh, uh. Yes, thanks, Sugar Belle. I'll do that."

Sugar Belle smiled, then turned down the hallway and disappeared up the stairs.

As soon as Sugar was out of the room, Starlight turned to Twilight. "Are you alright?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean your wings. I've lived with you for a decade now, and I've never seen you with a wingboner quite like this, even when I catch you reading those trashy romance novels."

“They aren’t trashy! They’re artistic works of fiction that... “ Twilight glanced to the side, her growing tirade suddenly dying into silence. Starlight was right: her arousal was as plain as Big Macintosh's, and her wings were so stiff it was almost painful. "Okay, to be honest, I've never been this turned on in my life," she whispered. "I don't know what triggered it, but I just keep picturing Big Mac's penis penetrating me, over and over again until he fills me up completely and I collapse from exhaustion. I want to be filled to the brim with his semen. It's the most intense..." she trailed off, imagining it again as she said it. Her hoof started drifting toward her honeypot before she caught herself.

"Starlight, I don't know if I'll be able to control myself once we're in their bedroom. If I lose it, I know I could overpower Sugar Belle and hold Big Macintosh down and just... well, you know. But Sugar Belle wants me to do this. She trusts me, and I'm supposed to be doing this for her.” Twilight sat in silence for a moment, and then looked up into her friend’s eyes. “Can you come up with me? Then you can step in and take over if I start to lose myself."

"Wait, you want me to go up there? So I can help? You do realize I have no interest in getting involved in the sex lives of my friends?” Starlight stepped back from Twilight, shaking her head. “This entire evening is already far more awkward than it has any right to be. We were supposed to just be coming for a visit."

"Huh? You mean you don’t want to help? You seemed pretty disappointed a moment ago when they asked for me instead of you."

"Well, yeah, but that’s because they chose you for your talent. Obviously, if either of us was going to have to do it, I wanted them to pick you. But… I just didn't like being passed over, you know? That's all."

"Please, Starlight? I don't know how I ended up this horny, but I'm really worried I'm..." Twilight trailed off, and then gestured at her groin. "Well, look."

Starlight rolled her eyes. “I’d rather not,” she sighed. “This is already way too weird.”

Twilight stood up from the bench she'd been sitting on. A powerfully sweet smell erupted from her nethers, spreading throughout the lobby. Despite her better judgment, Starlight looked, and saw feminine juices dribbling down Twilight's inner thigh, and a crotch-shaped imprint of wetness right where Twilight had been sitting, glistening in the lamplight.

"Sweet Celestia, Twilight, you're drenched." Starlight took a sniff of the air. "Are you in heat?"

“That’s impossible," Twilight replied. "I'm horny like you wouldn't believe, but alicorns don't have heat cycles.”

"It wasn’t a question, Twilight," Starlight said flatly, sniffing the air again. "I know a mare in heat when I smell it, and you are in heat."

“I haven't been in heat since I became an alicorn a decade ago," Twilight replied dismissively. “And with all the years I've known them, I've never seen Celestia, Luna, or Cadance in heat, either.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Cadance told me herself; Alicorns don’t go into heat. You're just smelling Sugar Belle. She's been flitting about here all evening with her tail flagged and spreading it everywhere." Twilight glanced back at her own nether regions. "But I definitely need to go wash up. I don't want Sugar Belle thinking that I'm doing this for my own gratification."

"I'm pretty sure it's a bit late for that," Starlight grumbled. “She’s not blind, you know.” Then, as if it were an afterthought, she added, "Besides, if alicorns can't go into heat, how did Cadance get pregnant?"

Twilight rolled her eyes and carefully worked her way toward the washroom, trying not to drip her own arousal on the floor. "There are plenty of things without estrus cycles, Starlight. They reproduce just fine."

"Clearly, you aren't one of them," Starlight muttered to herself as Twilight disappeared through the door. She shook her head and trotted up the stairs, toward the bedroom. "Why am I doing this? I hope things don't get too crazy up here…” She paused in front of the slightly ajar bedroom door, her hoof against it. “Oh, who am I kidding..."

She pushed the door inward.

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"Nnngh," Big Macintosh moaned. "Sugar, honey, stop! I'm close, but... Twilight!"

"Hmm?" Sugar Belle replied around the spear in her throat. She looked up at Big Macintosh with her big, fuschia eyes as she continued to slowly bob her head up and down. Then, reluctantly, she released his throbbing hard cock from her mouth with a pop.

"I want you to put a bun in me so badly," she murmured with a smile. "But since we have to wait..." Sugar Belle leaned back and spread her hind legs wide, revealing her dripping cunny to her husband. "...why don't you preheat the oven?"

Big Macintosh didn't hesitate. Leaning forward, he ran his tongue up and down along her inner thighs, starting with her right leg, and then down her left, and back again. Sugar Belle gasped and squirmed with each touch of his tongue as he continued to tease around her flower; always brushing against it as he passed, but never quite giving it the attention she truly desired. She could feel herself winking uncontrollably, and the heat throughout her body continued to build under his teasing ministrations until she could bear no longer, clamping her thighs around his head and forcing him to remain in the center.

"Lick me, Mac," she commanded. "No more teasi-ah~!"

His tongue darted forward, brushing over her winking clit, and followed its retreat into her folds. His muscle pushed beyond, plunging as far into her depths as he could reach. Sugar Belle sighed in pleasure, the barest hint of blissful satisfaction, only to come up disappointed as he withdrew.

Again he traced circles around her opening, sending electric chills up her spine. Her legs clamped down even harder as her horn ignited with magical energies. She grabbed his head with her magic and pulled him closer until his muzzle was slammed against her vulva, where she--

"You do know he needs to breathe, right?"

Sugar Belle looked up to see Starlight Glimmer standing in the doorway. She hadn't even heard the door open! With a quick magical shove, she pushed Big Macintosh away and closed her legs, jumping off the bed. Big Macintosh reeled from her sudden magical thrust and collapsed to the floor before he stood up again.

"A bit rough, hon," he chastised, his turgid stallionhood softening.

Sugar looked back at Big Mac sheepishly. "Sorry, Macky. I know that they’re going to be in here with us, but… I panicked for a moment."

Starlight nodded. "Look, Sugar Belle, this is going to be awkward for us both, so I’m going to try and be as invisible as possible. But you should continue where you left off," she encouraged, moving over to the corner. "I don't know if you've ever taken a horn in there before, but they have no natural lubrication at all. And Twilight's horn is a bit longer and thicker than most. You really need to get yourself warmed up for it.“

Sugar Belle grinned sheepishly and climbed back onto the bed. "I am almost afraid to ask how you know so much about it."

Starlight smiled. "I've done my fair share of experimentation with another unicorn."

"Uh, Princess...?" Big Mac asked, glancing down at a sudden intruder between his legs. "What are you doing?"

Twilight Sparkle inhaled deeply, her nose buried in Big Macintosh's scrotum. She moaned with happy satisfaction before pulling back and fixing her gaze on him. "Your penis needs to be near my horn when you orgasm or this isn't going to work," she said, matter-of-factly.

Sugar Belle’s horn flared to life, dragging Twilight far enough from Big Macintosh that she could put herself between them.

“Now, hold on, Princess. I can tell you are really wanting to get into this, but before we begin, let me make one thing absolutely clear!” Sugar pointed her hoof at Big Mac’s erection, “That is mine. Because you need to be physically close to it when he finishes, you may give him oral if you wish,”

Twilight whined.

“No whining, or I’ll just have him stroke himself off” Sugar Belle cautioned. “You suck him off and you will do absolutely nothing else. This is my husband. If you think you need to get off that badly, your roommate is right over there and she’s not doing anything. That is, if that’s your thing.”

“It’s not,” Starlight called from the corner.

“Now, have I made myself clear?”

Twilight couldn’t help but frown. It’s not like Sugar’s request was unreasonable, but for some reason it made her irritable. “I understand.”

With the ground rules laid out, Sugar Belle climbed up on the bed and laid back, presenting herself to Big Mac. Without hesitation, Big Mac dove back into her crotch, washing it with his tongue. Sugar's sweet voice moaned out lewdly in response. Twilight took that as the go-ahead to resume her own oral ministration.

Big Macintosh’s tongue ran across Sugar Belle’s nether lips. As he lapped up her honeyed secretions, he felt his balls sink into a warm enclosure. A throaty moan drifted up from behind him as Twilight Sparkle lightly suckled on his left testicle. Big Mac couldn’t help but let out a moan of his own, the low vibrations of his voice increasing Sugar Belle's writhing pleasure even more. Twilight's tongue swirled around, shifting from one testicle to the other, back and forth and then slowly drawing up the length of his shaft. Big Mac groaned loudly into Sugar Belle's snatch.

"Macky, don't stop, please," Sugar cried out.

Trying his best to ignore the Princess slathering his shaft with her spit, he forced his muzzle into his wife’s waiting hole and began dancing his tongue across her winking clit, lashing at it with abandon. The close proximity to the scent of his wife’s estrus was intensely powerful, and his erection nearly doubled as he inhaled a lung full of her essence.

A hoof started stroking his shaft gently as his member grew. "Oh, Celestia, yesssss," came the Princess's voice from below. A moment later he felt the entirety of his shaft engulfed in a warm, wet place as Twilight took him entirely into her mouth, her nose pressing all the way to his crotch. He would never have imagined the Princess able to take the entire thing, but there she was, bobbing up and down with wanton abandon, her nose tickling his ballsack with each return.

Despite the distraction, Big Mac had still managed to continue servicing his wife. In just a few moments, Big Mac’s low hum of his moaning had pushed Sugar over the edge. She squealed with pleasure, spraying fluids all over Big Mac's face as she rode out her first orgasm.

"Macky~," she groaned as she came down. "I need it in me. Please, give it to me! I need to feel you inside."

"Ugggh, can't," Big Mac panted. "I gotta... Twilight…” His eyes shot open wide. “Twilight! Princess! I'm...! I’m gonna...!"

Big Macintosh’s glans flared and Twilight yanked his throbbing cock from her mouth just in time to hose herself down. With some effort, she managed to maneuver her horn into the torrent, his sticky essence providing a strangely satisfying warmth upon the normally insensate pillar. With a flare of purple light, Twilight immediately cast the sustenance spell on the sticky mess.

And then there was silence, as if the entire room paused in the afterglow of the married couple’s orgasms.

"Twilight?" Starlight coached, concerned that the Princess had stopped moving. “You still have to…”

""I can't see," Twilight interrupted. “It’s in my eyes, and it stings bad."

"Oh! Oh, no!" Sugar Belle shouted. "No, we need to get it into me as soon as possible. Macky, pick me up and put me on her head."

Starlight raised a hoof. "I really don't think that's a good idea! You don’t want your body weight pressing on her skull! If you get internally pierced by her horn, we're going to have some much bigger problems."

"I don't care!" Sugar retorted. "I want this foal, and I won’t give up this chance!"

Even though Twilight couldn't see, she felt Big Mac’s chiseled muscles press her backside against the bed and forced her upright. Blinded and unable to do anything to help, she focused on keeping her spell going, but the smell was overwhelming her senses. Instead, she settled for desperately trying to lick any of Big Macintosh’s essence near her lips, while one of her hooves reached down to explore her other lips.

A sudden weight on her head told her that Big Mac was trying to get Sugar Belle into position, followed by a strange and foreign feeling throughout her entire mind as Sugar Belle's crotch slid all the way to the base of her horn. Twilight and Sugar Belle both let out pleasured groans at the new sensations.

"Now what?" Big Macintosh asked. "Is that it?"

Starlight nodded. "In theory, that should be sufficient, but we need to make sure as much semen as possible gets off Twilight's horn. It won't do any good if most of it is still stuck to her horn when she pulls out."

"So, you mean I just need to..." Sugar Belle rocked herself slightly, sending an electric sensation down Twilight's horn.

"Oh, Celestia..." Twilight cooed. "That feels amazing."

“I know,” the baker agreed. She continued to rock herself back and forth a few times before lifting herself up and dropping solidly back onto Twilight's head. Both mares cried out in unison.

With a bit of help from Big Macintosh, Sugar Belle found a rhythm and continued to bounce upon Twilight's horn. With each fall, the spiraling ridge of Twilight’s horn ground against Sugar’s clit, taking her to further heights of pleasure as she rode upon the Princess’ spire.

Twilight’s mind had already blanked. She had heard that horn stimulation was amazing, but this was beyond compare to anything she’d ever imagined. An indescribable pressure began to build in Twilight’s head, completely obliterating any rational thought.

"I'm ... gonna ...!" Twilight managed to groan out between panting breaths.

"Do it," Sugar Belle begged. “Give it all to me!”

Twilight's entire body went rigid as her horn fired off an uncontrollable burst of static energy. Sugar Belle screamed, her pussy clenching down on Twilight's horn, and her orgasm flooding over Twilight's head before she collapsed against Big Macintosh.

"That was amazing," Sugar Belle murmured, still impaled on Twilight’s horn. "We need to do that more often."

Twilight blinked several times, Sugar’s marecum having washed the stinging stallion cum from her eyes. Even though she’d just had the most intense orgasm (and first horngasm) of her life, she wasn’t satisfied. “I’m so sorry, Sugar Belle,” she murmured. “I just… I need more.”

Bracing herself against the bedframe, Twilight carefully rolled Sugar Belle onto the mattress - and away from Big Macintosh. Immediately, Twilight stood and turned on the stallion, shoving him down to the floor with her magic where she began straddling him.

"NO!" Sugar Belle shrieked. "No, Princess! That isn’t what we agreed on!"

"You don’t understand, Sugar Belle. I really need this in me,” Twilight begged, raising herself into position over Big Mac’s member. “I need it! Right now!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and the Princess was gone.

Sugar Belle blinked and looked around the room. Big Mac lay on the floor, his erection still waiting for the mare that had disappeared. Both Starlight and Twilight were nowhere to be seen.

"What…?” Sugar wondered aloud. “Twilight? Starlight?”

Her husband groaned.

“I... I guess I can still use this," Sugar Belle murmured, climbing down from the bed and straddling Big Mac’s member.

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"What the buck, Twi?” Starlight hissed, setting the sex-crazed Twilight onto the couch with her magic. “What were you thinking? You can’t just do that to another mare’s husband!”

Twilight looked groggily around the once-familiar room of Starlight’s own Our Town cottage. It had changed dramatically since her last time here.

"I… I don't know,” she droned. “Something just… suddenly I... I needed it in me so badly... and it was right there."

"Twilight, I told you, you're in heat. And you've got it bad."

"That can't be what's going on, Starlight,” Twilight yelled, her anger rising. “There's got to be something else, I just know it."

"And how could you possibly be so sure?"

Twilight pointed her hoof at Starlight. "It was more than just a desire, or just being horny, Starlight. It was completely surreal, it was almost like I was compelled. Like a magical… aphrodisiac or something."

"... Are you seriously accusing Sugar Belle of drugging us into fucking her husband?"

"... I... Well... Maybe?"

"Okay, let’s ignore the fact that you’re proposing something that makes no sense at all, and think about it for a moment. Sure, there was a plate full of pastries, that Sugar Belle made for us. They could have been drugged. But she didn't divide them up; we each chose our own pastries, and she and Big Mac took the ones that were left. And besides, you were the one who suggested going into the bedroom with them afterward."

"I..." Twilight paused for a moment and then gave a heavy sigh. "I suppose you're right. And besides, you ate some, too, and you didn't seem to have any problem controlling yourself in there. I think I need to go talk with Cadance. She’s basically the expert on sex. If anyone has any insight as to what is going on, it'll be her."