Twilight was still off on something and it was the day of Nightmare Night. Celestia still hadn't made her mark on Blue stick, but she'd even made the extreme sacrifice on cutting down to only him to warm her bed. Given that all the Royal Guard were now mares full-time, I wasn't surprised Blue hadn't been getting pregnant.

A routine had been started. Blue started spending nights in Celestia's rooms, and I would spend all morning in mine while studiously ignoring the grunting, squealing, neighing, and thumping sounds coming through what was apparently almost a two-foot thick wall.

Now I needed help. I had to meet Luna at Jugs' place, and I needed to be a mare when I got there. It wasn't that the mood didn't strike me, but if I tried masturbating, I'd probably barely make it there before turning back—if I made it there.

A knock came at the door before it opened anyway. I expected it would be Celestia, but what walked into my suite was pink. Very pink. In fact, if there was something that would be more pink, it could only be Pinkie Pie.

What separated this pink from Pinkie pink, was the pair of F-cup breasts that stood proud and—somehow—perky on her chest.

"Hiya, Princess Boobs—I mean Princess Cadance!" I couldn't look away, and barely managed to correct myself. They weren't headlights, they were twin beacons of femininity that blasted me with beams of lust. And here I was sitting in my living room in my boxers.

She giggled. A world leader back on Earth would have had me arrested and locked up forever for that, but Princess—no, she was an empress—Cadance just giggled like I'd paid her a compliment. "Paul, Shiny sent me. He said, and I quote, 'Paul deserves more than just a pat on the back and a ride in my wife's cleavage.'"

"H-He's joking, right? I-I mean, not that it wasn't a good ride, but I didn't—"

"Paul, Prince Luna has his ways of knowing what's in the hearts of people, but he is not alone in such ways. He knows exactly what I wish for and desire, and I know what he wants." Cadance closed and locked the door behind her.

As she spoke, Cadance stepped closer and closer. She didn't try to hide that she was almost falling out of her top—on the contrary, I think she was trying to pop out. When she stopped before me, I was prepared to agree to whatever she wanted.

"The last piece of the puzzle came courtesy of my sister-in-law. She was leaving to deal with—something or the other, when she told me about a curious spell." Cadance took another step so that my nose was practically between the closest parts of her breasts. I could smell her—not like I could as a pony, it was perfume—roses and cherries, she smelled heavenly. All I needed to do was take a step forward and— "Paul? Are you even able to hear me? I don't want you getting too worked up too fast, so let's just use that little spell, shall we?"

Spell? What spell would she— Wait. She can't mean the one Twilight came up with, surely?! I gulped as baby-blue light illuminated the expansive cleavage in front of me. The light flared brighter and brighter before it seemed to rush into me and Cadance.

Penis was excited. No, that was an understatement—penis was rock hard and ready to go. I tried to say something, but all that came out was a little gasp, and that gasp turned into a groan as Cadance reached her delicate fingers to the laces of the corset that was currently performing the mammoth task of keeping her chest contained.

Delicate, with Cadance, was all about scale. She was bigger than Celestia in all respects, but she was the very image of femininity, whereas Celestia always seemed on the verge of becoming just one of the guys.

Of course that image of Celestia was mostly because I knew her bedroom habits in far more detail than I wished. What was I thinking about again? Oh, right, gorgeous giantess with huge tits and a body that wouldn't quit. When did she get her top off?

"Shiny likes them too." The words filtered through to me as if I was in a dream. How did words work? How did mouths and lungs work for that matter? I struggled with these questions (and the slowness with which the answers came to me) while my hands seemed to be on autopilot.

Reaching to her hips—still clad in her skirt—I ran my fingers over the waistband and up. Her soft, pink coat was something else. Following her curves upward, my fingers traced until they found the undersides of her breasts.

They were too much to cup in my hands, too much by far. I moved my left hand to the right and together managed to support her breast as it deserved. No, it deserved more than I could give. Pressing my lips to her soft, fuzzy mound just above the nipple, I practically worshiped at the altar of perfection.

But she wasn't mine and would never be mine. "Your husband…?"

"Shining Armor is the most wonderful man I've ever met. We are kindred spirits and completely open with each other. You're not him, but you don't need to be for us to have fun." The way she looked down at me implied I should know what she was saying.

If I didn't have the most spectacular and perky breasts I've ever seen bared before me, this would be easier. Okay, focus, Paul. Kindred spirits and completely open. While I pondered the words my hands kept up their slow massage of the underside of Cadance's boob.

"I need it spelled out for me, sorry. I feel like I get it, and then I realize how amazing your breasts are." The truth was always wrong back on Earth, but in Equestria I'd learned to just be open. "Really amazing."

One of Cadance's hands found the top of my head and petted me. It should have been condescending, but felt everything but. "My Shiny is having a wonderful time in the barracks right now. He—she—knows exactly where I am and what my plans are. I didn't even have to ask her. She told me I should thank you more herself."

"I guess I'm destined to never understand that kind of relationship, but if you say it's under control, I'll believe you. This was the exact same spell as Twilight used?" Penis was excited and wanted to be free, but Cadance was not the kind of woman you just dive into dick first. I closed my lips around her nipple and squeezed.

Cadance moaned without a single reservation, and when I gave an experimental suck, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into pillowy-breast-heaven.

"Come on, my talented little stallion, time to let you have your way with me." It wasn't just that Cadance said those words to me, but how she said them. It sounded like her lips were literally having sex with every syllable.

She picked me up by bringing her hands to my rump and lifting. There wasn't much choice for me, so I wrapped my legs around her and let her carry me. "You sure this is okay?"

"That you are so persistent about ensuring Shiny isn't left out is admirable. How about next time I invite her too?" Cadance carried me into the bedroom and set me down on the bed. She took a step back and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt. "Eyes down, Paul."

It took me a moment to realize what she meant. I was working my hardest not to stare at her breasts, and that's when it hit me.

"You just smiled like Pinkie Pie in a candy shop, Paul."

"I try not to stare, I'm not a complete misogynist. But—You want me to look at you, don't you?" I didn't see if she smiled or not, but I figured she probably was. My eyes were taking in every curve and every swell of her breasts. The way her nipples highlighted the two huge mounds made me squirm in my pants.

"Down further, Paul. Watch what I'm doing." Her words had a hint of command to them. I wasn't into all that slap-and-tickle stuff, but hearing a woman who wanted me to see her as she stripped use such a commanding tone did all sorts of things to make penis happy. Asshole, too, was interested in where this was going.

As she slipped her skirt down, I watched the rise of her pubic mound appear, then the soft, single line of fuzz that led down to her crotch. I liked to think I'd seen my fair share of vaginas—even had one of my very own I'd examined in a mirror—but Cadance's was perfect. The slight curl of the outer lips, already swelling with arousal, and the fluttery inner lips that promised at depths that would swallow me whole.

I wanted her. Penis wanted her.

Leaning forward, I gripped her hips with my hands and guided my mouth to her. When Cadance's fingers laced through my hair and held me in place, I lost any reservations I had left and started licking at her.

"Paul, you are the most intense man I think I've ever met. The hunger and desire when you—Oh!" She exclaimed because I'd started carefully nibbling around her outer lips. Her powerful muscles squirmed and writhed under my assault, and I drew all kinds of startled and shocked sounds from her.

That's when it hit me—this was her first time having sex as a woman! Coming up for air, I tilted my head to get my mouth from her lips. "Y-You're sure you want your first time like this?"

Her answer was simple. Cadance drew herself back from me and dove onto the bed. She parted her legs and looked down her body at me. There were few sights that could have possibly made penis rip his way free from my pants, but if any were going to do it, this was it.

I looked down at my annoyingly clothed form. There was no explosion as my shaft shot free. Standing up and turning to put my back to Cadance, I grabbed my shirt collar and pulled upward while swaying my hips.

It was my best effort. I was going way out on a limb to try to look sexy for Cadance—to treat her how she deserved—and when I looked back it was to see something amazing. She looked hungry as she stared at me. I could see her eyes following my ass' movement. Was this really working?

Having to trust myself, I turned and tilted myself forward a little, still swaying my hips but now a little further. A swing of my arm sent my shirt to the side (somewhere) and I turned to face Cadance with one hand tucked down the front of my jeans.

Her eyes were locked on my groin, and I saw one moment where she dragged her eyes up as far as my chest before I gave a little thrust with my hips and yanked her vision back down. Fuck, okay, this was just like all those strippers I'd ever seen. Keep it moving, Paul, and you can make her day.

"You want more?" I asked.

Her head nodded, eyes never leaving my pants.

"I said, do you want more?!"

"Yes!"

With the hand I didn't have tucked down my pants, I reached to my fly and drew it down. Feeling it was time for a little fun, I poked one finger of my exploratory hand out through the hole and saw Cadance's hungry expression grow a twitch at the corners. Right, sexy and funny works.

Could I keep this up? Maybe. I tried to think of what dances I'd seen that had turned me on the most, and I realized it was all about the pacing. I drew my jeans down and stepped out of them, showing her my rear clad only in the boxers I enjoyed wearing.

"Take it all off!" Cadance said.

The shout caught me by surprise. I looked back at her to see Cadance stroking herself. Pure encouragement right there. A princess liked me stripping off enough that she'd masturbate to it. I was porn!

Turning around, I decided that a pair of shorts would need to pay the ultimate price. Digging my fingernails into the seam on one side as I swayed side to side, I took a firm grip on the other and pulled hard.

The sound of ripping cloth met my ears as I ripped my boxer shorts free. They were ruined, but the look in Cadance's eyes told me it was worth it. I was bare before her, and her hand didn't stop stroking between her legs. Penis wasn't just excited, he was strutting.

I jumped onto the bed and started crawling toward Cadance. She drew her hand up to guide me, so I crawled up to it and opened my mouth. When her fingers slipped in, I got my second taste of her for the night. This was a little more potent, though, and just a glance told me she was way more into everything than I'd thought—also, apparently sucking her slickness off her fingers really did it for her too.

Moving with her hand as she drew it up her body, penis let me know how close he was to her crotch. I somehow imagined a plane coming in to land, and a robotic voice reading out the altitude. Two feet. Eighteen inches. One foot. Six inches. I focused my attention on Cadance's eyes—over the twin mounds of her breasts—and pressed myself against her entrance.

Cadance smiled down at me and quirked one eyebrow. She knew this game and this dance, probably better than I did, and she was down to play.

Bringing my legs up a bit gave me a some extra angle so I could press myself into her. She was like a furnace and a silk-lined vice. How could she be so big and so tight? Penis had entered Nirvana and didn't want to ever leave. I didn't either, but I knew I needed more angle still.

Not that I was going to be capable of getting it on my own, apparently. Cadance lifted one knee up, turned her hips, and rolled me onto my back while following the movement until she was atop me.

I looked up at her and couldn't believe the position I was in. She was truly a goddess of love. The craziest thing was how perky her breasts were even hanging down from above. I'd thought it would be great to have sex with her, but this was something else.

"I'll have to thank Twilight for teaching me this spell. Once Shiny's had her foal, we're going to have a lot of fun with it." Forestalling any comments from me, Cadance ground her hips down and speared herself on my shaft.

Penis was in shock, vagina was cheering Cadance on, and asshole clenched tight for the duration. I rocked my hips to meet her movements, but it was all Cadance driving this show.

The hardest thing (apart from penis) was holding myself back. She was doing this as a thank you, but I didn't want to leave her wanting. Fighting to slow things down on my end, I realized I had two perfectly good hands that could be doing work.

When I reached up and claimed a breast in my right hand, Cadance's motions changed. She became erratic, and arched her back until she was sitting on my groin and I had to stretch to reach her boob.

I worked on keeping her distracted by flicking my thumb over her nipple while, slowly, I brought my left hand out to the side. Focusing all my attention on Cadance, I watched her face show more and more raw pleasure. I'd given up on trying to time my own pleasure with hers, there was just one thing I wanted to do.

Each time her rump landed on my thighs, Cadance squeezed down with her insides and made everything harder to think about. In return, I squeezed her breast as best I could at the same moment. It didn't take much more before I was teetering, and I could swear Cadance was smiling. Was she trying to get me off first deliberately?

But no, she was close to her peak as well—I could just tell. The problem was I was sure penis only had one or two more of her bucks to go before penis was done.

Letting go of her breast, I brought my right hand down to her waist and, when she reached the top of her stroke, pulled down sharply. Cadance's eyes widened with surprise, and that's when I sprung my trap. Palm flat, I brought my left hand around quickly and connected it at speed to her rump.

"Fuuuuuuu—!"

Cadance's depths became a pulsing vice of milking pressure, and the extra effort shot me right over the edge.

All the building pressure and excitement seemed to focus on my groin and it was like my balls were sucking the energy out of every other organ just so they could shoot everything they had into Cadance. I tried to reach up and pull her down, and was a little successful when I grabbed one of her arms and tugged.

She didn't fight against me and slumped down over me—covering the lower half of my face with her chest and leaving me the happiest breast man in the history of the universe.

My hips seemed possessed, bucking up against her while her own body spasmed over and over, milking me for everything I had while she whined and moaned her way through the longest orgasm I'd seen any woman have.

She shook and shuddered atop me, and though I tried to keep up and give her slow thrusts throughout, her pinning me to the bed seriously limited any hope I had of doing anything significant in that department.

Finally, all the energy seemed to leave her and Cadance slumped completely onto me. She covered me from my groin to halfway up my head in a display of size I'd never experienced before. Nibbling at my ear, she ran her lips over my earlobe and whispered, "That was amazing, Shiny."

Reality crashed in on me. This was a married woman I was having sex with, and she just said the name of her husband to me after a session of wild sex. How could I actually get angry with that? Did I have a leg to stand on? Was it a compliment (I had seen Shining Armor, after all, and he was a cut above even the Royal Guard)?

"S-Sorry. Paul, I mean. That didn't ruin the mood, I hope?" she asked.

I laughed—it was the only thing I could do. That I was giggling like a fool into Cadance's cleavage only seemed to make the situation funnier.

"Why are you laughing?"

I struggled to get out from under Cadance's breasts. It might be nice to just surrender and live out my last few minutes in joy, but I still had a job to do and other women who depended on me. When I managed to get enough of my face clear to both breathe and talk, I did both. "Because I can't seem to think of any way to pretend that wasn't amazing sex and feel bad about you calling your husband's name."

"Well, it's still not good of me." Cadance shifted herself and slowly rolled to the side and off me. We both let loose a gasp as our bodies parted, but it was a good kind of satisfied noise. "I almost had you, too."

"Sorry about the rump. I didn't hit too hard did I?" I turned my head to look at Cadance to judge her reaction. A little sex, by invitation, wasn't too much, but I'd spanked a princess—an empress! Okay, that wasn't on my bucket list, but it should have been.

"N-No!" She blushed a little more than she was already doing—hard to tell with pink fuzz. "I just wasn't ready for it. I never saw your arm move into position and you just— It felt good, Paul, don't doubt that."

"As good as Shining does?"

"Shining doesn't spank me."

"But you wish he would?"

Cadance turned her head to look at me. Her expression was a little calculating, but mostly afterglow-happy. "To be honest, I've never been spanked like that. And, in the spirit of such openness, I would not be adverse to more of it." Now her lips pulled into a big smile. "It still stings a little, but there's so much heat that it just feels—it feels like I did something naughty."

I'm not sure which of us giggled first, but we were both laughing when the knock came on the door leading out of my suite. We both sobered for a moment, then Cadance called out with a voice that I could swear made the walls rattle, "We're busy!"

The knocking stopped, but to be fair, I think anyone would stop knocking when hearing the princess of love shout that she's busy with someone.

"I better see who that is," I said.

"No you don't. If it was Auntie Celestia, she would have knocked the door down anyway; if it was Princess Luna, she will wait; and if it's Twilig—" Cadance was interrupted by a loud POMF sound as the purple woman she was just mentioning appeared in the bedroom.

"Paul? Cadance?!" Twilight froze at the sight of us and showed me how prettily she blushes. "B-But Shining…?"

"Wanted me to show Paul how happy we are that he helped make you an aunt, Twilight." Cadance rolled further off the bed and stood up. She started walking slowly around the bed, then broke into a run for the bathroom.

"When she wanted to know the spell, I figured she'd be using it with my brother or something." Twilight watched Cadance escape the room at a run with a smirk. "I guess she hasn't tested it before, or just isn't used to it. How I managed to get more sexual experience than her I don't know, it just seems like—"

While Twilight was talking, I crawled across the bed and over to her. Climbing up to my knees on the bed I leaned up and kissed her cheek—which is what silenced her. "You are going to herald in a new age of inexperienced bedroom play. I hope you're satisfied."

"Not until I—You smell like Cadance."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course I smell like her, she was—we were…" I shrugged and rolled my shoulders. "There's going to be a party tonight. You want to come? Oh, I should probably shower." I grinned like the cat who ate the canary. "Want to come?"

"I'll turn into a stallion if you try anything naughty."

"By now, Twilight, I am comfortable enough with stallions that I am perfectly fine showering with one. It's up to you. I'll be getting ready for a night out." I stood up and started walking as happy as Larry to the bathroom.

Cadance looked up from the toilet when I walked in. "I've seen Shiny do this before, but I didn't realize how much—That was a lot of fun, Paul."

As I walked toward the shower I caught a glance at her rump in the reflection its angle gave me. There was the upper half of a rosy-red palm print on her rear. "I was hoping I'd made it less of a chore. You want to hang around for a late afternoon snack?"

"There are rumors abounding, Paul, of your ability to cook your way into a woman's bed for consecutive trysts. Very well, you can cook for me on one condition."

I turned on the shower taps and paused before walking into the huge stall. "Yeah?"

"I get to invite Shiny. It's only fair." Cadance's smile looked more mischievous than naughty. She wanted me to meet Mr. Perfect?

"Sure. I'll make extra. Is there anything either of you don't like?" I stepped into the shower and turned the taps up to full and let the water sluice away the smells of sex and Cadance.

Author's Note

Celestia: Are the Changelings still a problem/ did Discord's curse effect them as well?

"Not at all. We had hoped this would mean we could more easily detect a changeling infiltrator, but they have long-since learned how to mimic the changes of the curse." Princess Celestia looked bored as she explained the answer, her eyes flitting to the only Royal Guard in the room that still stood upright. "You'll have to excuse me, I have a prior engagement."

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