You are Anon, and you are still having a good time in Equestria. You've been here long enough now that you're really starting to integrate into pony society. By which you mean you integrated your dick into one of their princesses last night.
Seriously, she was slobbering on your knob like nothing else. It was nice. You might have fucked one of her maids too. You're not sure; your memory is a little hazy.
Oh and you may have sucked Luna's dick too. Let it never be said that you left a woman unsatisfied, no matter what it took. Sucking dick isn't even that bad. You don't know why all the guys back home always made such a big deal about not wanting to do it. They were just cowards, you guess.
It wasn't even a thing to you, though. The only reason you kept thinking about it through the day was because Luna was a particularly hot chick. Oh well, there were worse way to spend a day than thinking about horsecock. More specifically, marecock. You weren't about to go around sucking off stallions—that ain't your thing.
Only feminine penises passed your lips. Food too, obviously. You only bothered to include that in your thoughts cause you were eating at the moment. Perks of being an alien: you get (free) dinners with the rulers of the country all the time. As in they actually want you around. It's pretty sweet.
Anyway, Celestia's been talking about all kinds of shit all night. She's always encouraging you to be more social, God only knows why. You've survived twenty something years without making any friends, fuck if you're going to start now.
She finally does get to an interesting topic as you two eat though. "So Luna tells me that she had a lovely time with you last night," Celestia says.
Damn skippy you did. "Yeah, that's right. I spent the night over in her room or whatever you call it. We had a good time."
"So I hear," Celestia says. "Luna tells me you are very skilled."
"I guess. I am a man of many talents."
Celestia smiles at you. I see. And would you be interested in demonstrating those talents to me?"
Would you ever. "That depends, how do you… compare to your sister?"
She smiles at you. "I will admit, I am not quite as big as Luna in that department—she has always been very proud of that—but I assure you, I know how to use what I have."
Time to be suave. "I'd take your word for it, but I bet you'd like to show me better." With that you knock back the rest of the glass of brandy you have.
You stand up and drunkenly swagger over. "Your chambers or mine, my lady?" You can see her fidget with arousal. She fans herself with a wing. "Mmmm, I'm feeling a bit impatient…" she says, huskily. She pulls her seat back from the table. "I think I'm just going to take you right here."
Unf, you are diamonds. "Of course." You kneel down in front of her, but she is still flaccid, her cock tucked in its sheath. She actually looks a bit weird down there, not that you're going to say it. She has a pair of plump teats, with the tip of her cock nestled between them. You reach out below all that and heft her balls in your hand.
You feel her hoof on your shoulder. "I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I find I need to have my marehood stimulated before those are ready."
You are suddenly a little disappointed that you didn't get to experience Luna's pussy last night. But that disappointment is far outweighed by the excitement of getting Celestia's. "Alrighty then," you say, wiggling your fingers.
You reach for her crotch, but she shakes her head. Again. What is up with this bitch?
"I'm sure you are quite skilled with those, but I want something more… intimate. Would you mind if I sat on your face?" Celestia says.
Damn, she sure knows what she wants, and she wants some good stuff. As you watch, she raises herself up, clearing a space between her rear and her seat.
You turn around and lean back, supporting your self on your elbows. You crawl, upside down and backwards, towards her, until you feel a soft cushion under your head, and Celestia's equally soft looking ass right above. And you can see all of it. Her ponut is big and puffy, protruding from her crack. The lips of her pussy are also thick and fleshy, and they have a slight natural part, showing a glimpse of the pink inside. And of course, her balls are dangling down, big and meaty. Meanwhile, her cheeks are a field of white that stretch far away from her holes before they finally curve up and away, a vast expanse of butt. Aside from her slit, everything is as purely white as fresh snow.
The smell is not fresh, however. She smells like sex. Intensely. The scent of her feminine arousal mixes with the sweaty musk of her balls. The result is overwhelmingly hot.
You are happy when she starts lowering herself back down. You want this. You need this. Fuck the meal you just ate, you're hungry, starving, for her ass and pussy.
It's wonderful when she makes contact. Your nose ends up right in the middle of her cunt, poking up into it. You can feel her balls on your chin. And you had never appreciated how big her ass was until now as it envelops your face. It comes down with a soft pressure—there is plenty of give, but not a hint of flabbiness.
It is glorious.
But where to begin? You lap gently at her pussy while you think. You figure you can't go wrong with that. You do have a slight problem in that, while you've liked the idea of a girl sitting on your face for a long time, now that it is actually happening, you're not sure what to do.
So you start by just licking away. You realize your hands aren't doing anything, so you reach up and grab her flanks. And then you kinda just, rub your face across everything, your tongue hanging out. Turns out, that feels really good. And judging from the way Celestia is sighing, it feels good for her too.
Well you don't need much more encouragement to press your face in harder. Part of you is a little surprised that a princess' ass would be this musky and sweaty, but you are really glad it is. You find yourself a little jealous of her throne: it gets to have her ass all over it all day.
But you can deal with that. After all, you have her ass on you right now! You're still stalling since you don't know what to do, though.
You think for a moment (which is hard, you know, because of all the ass). You decide fuck it. You sucked a dick yesterday. You're going to suck another one soon. You are not afraid of anything anymore. You are going to go all in.
You tilt your head back. This brings your chin up into her pussy; you can feel her squirm. More importantly, it puts your mouth in position to plant a big kiss right on her asshole. You wrap your lips around her puffy protrusion.
You lick her, exploring all the wrinkles and ridges of her ring with your tongue. Though she is immaculately clean, you don't have the courage to push inside. Even still, eating ass is just as hot as all the memes made it seem.
Then you go back down—she has so much down here!—servicing her pussy once more. Either she's generally really enthusiastic or you're really good at this, because you can hear her moaning like a porn star even through her giant ass. You're pretty sure it's the latter.
Cruelly she gets up then. You protest as you cease being smothered by the Royal Butt. Magic pulls you out from under her and rights you.
"Hey, I was just getting started!" you protest.
She just smiles. She does that a lot. "You are doing an excellent job. But now I think it is time for the main course."
You look down. Your eyes don't fall far before you see the tip of her fully erect cock. She said it was smaller than Luna's, and it does look slimmer than what she had, but it is nothing to be ashamed of; there is an impressive amount of horsemeat in front of you. Twitching.
There is none of the hesitation you felt last night. There is an eagerness to finish what you started, though. You ignore her shaft, as impatient as you are to have it slide down your throat (yes, you can't deepthroat right now, but fuck if you're not going to learn). Instead, it's back down to crotchland with you, where you can give her balls all the attention they deserve (a lot).
You nestle your face into the hollow between her sack and cock. Your nostrils are flooded with musk and ballsweat. But feminine ballsweat. It's hard to explain, but it's different from the normal ballsweat of your highschool's locker room. It is an enticing odor that fills you with the urge to do exactly what you do, which is take up both balls in your hands, and shove them into your mouth. Their sweat smelled good, but it tastes even better. As you slurp on them you can only think about how incredibly fertile they must make Celestia. If you were a chick, you have know doubt that she would put kid after kid in you with the stuff in these. You're not sure how you feel about that idea.
Well, for the time being, you don't have a cunt, so how potent her seed is isn't as important a question as how good it tastes. You realize now that you never took any time to appreciate Luna in that regard. You really are going to have to do her again.
God, you're so horny your thinking about sucking somepony else's dick when there's one right in front of you.
Speaking of which, while you tongue-bathe Celestia's ample balls, her cock is draped across your face. It is so long that even with a vigorous erection it droops and flops a little. That's fine by you; you have no need to see anything but the shaft covering your eyes, as snowy white as the rest of her outsides. You don't need to see when you can hear her panting. You're panting too, and for the same reason. Her balls are so much fun you could honestly kneel here sucking on them forever.
You know she needs more though. You need more too. You thrust your tongue out and pull it slowly, slowly up along her cock; you grasp it in your hands and hold it steady as you lick, as you taste the soft, thin, salty skin. You reach the top, and as you come over the edge your eyes meet hers. You can see every last bit of her attention is on you, and the form of her attention is lust.
You give her what she wants. You wrap your lips around her head and slobber on it like the cockslut you are.
It's interesting. As new as you are to cocksucking, already you can notice differences between Celestia and Luna. There's little differences in the taste and texture. As well as something you can't quite define, just the way it fills your mouth. Have cocks always been like this? God, you've been missing out. To think that up til now you had limited yourself just to a few halfhearted attempts to suck yourself off.
If you'd know it was like this you'd have started a lot sooner. You can feel your heart pounding. You have a boner, but you can't even think about getting that wet. Servicing Celestia is just so exhilarating. You can feel her heart pounding too; you can feel it through the skin of her dick.
It would be impossible for you to get your mouth completely around her, so you have settled for slurping on a big chunk of the front. You cradle the back of her dickhead with one hand, while the other is reaching down to fondle her balls and occasionally teats.
You slurp, and as you do you look at the Princess. At your Princess. It doesn't really matter that she really does run a country, either way you're her bitch now, and you are just fine with that.
Actually, that's not quite true. It does matter that she is a real princess. You are a slave to marecock now, and to pleasure the Princess' penis is the greatest honor your sex-addled mind can imagine.
You look at her and you ready to do anything, whatever it takes to keep the expression of ecstasy she has on her face. Her regal white chest is rising and falling with quick, short breaths; her eyes are closed; her mouth is hanging open; oh God—her ears are twitching. You swell with pride to be able to do th8is to her. Fuck the internet, fuck video games. Rubbing marecock all over your face—and vice versa—is how you want to spend the rest of your days. You suck on her, and slurp on her, and lick her, and feel her, and stroke her, and you can almost feel the ache of her orgasm yourself. You somehow find a new reserve of enthusiasm deep inside you (where this cock belongs) and you increase your efforts. You throw yourself at her cock.
She doesn't cum normally. There are none of the usual spurts that you get or saw her sister do. What issues from her dick is a warm, pulsing flood that wells out of her. It is a rapid flow that quickly fills your mouth; you try to swallow but gag on her thick seed. It comes spilling out of your mouth and runs down your front.
Her orgasm is not the eruption Luna's was, but it is no less vigorous. You give up trying to keep your mouth on her. There is just too much cum.
You are amazed at how long her orgasm lasts, and more than a little jealous. But eventually even her weighty balls are depleted, and the flood of sperm comes to an end. She lets out one long groan that ends in a shaky whinny.
You stand up and take a step back; you are dazed. You watch mutely as her magnificent penis softens and shrinks back into its sheath.
You realize you don't feel at all pent up, even though nobody touched you during that extremely sexy display.
There's not much point in decorum, so you unzip and whip your own member. It is soft and limp in your hand. It is also wet and slick. You can only guess that you got so into it that you jizzed in you pants without even noticing. It is hard to tell, though, because your pants are soaked with Celestia's cum. So is the rest of the front of your body. Needless to say, your suit is ruined.
Celestia has caught her breath at this point. "Thank you, Anon," she says. "That was wonderful. I can see why Luna spoke so highly of you. I do hope you would be willing to do this again sometime."
You nod. "Of course! I enjoyed it too. I would love to do you again. Or your sister. Both of you at once, even."
Celestia smiles at you with that special smile only big-dicked horse princesses can manage. "I'm glad to hear that. I look forward to it."
Then she frowns a little. "I am sorry about the mess. Give me your clothes and I'll have them cleaned. Her magic envelops you and in short order strips you naked. "There."
You've been thinking about going out naked since everyone else does too, but you've never quite gotten over all you self-consciousness. It turns out that having it done for you helps.
It certainly helps when she looks your body up and down and says: "Yes, it looks like you have plenty more to play with." She adds with a wink "don't worry, I know a grower when I see one." She leans forward and kisses the tip of your penis, "Goodnight Anonymous."
She stands up and leaves, her tail flagging high and her rump swaying suggestively.
You wander back, buck naked, to your room. You don't hurry too much, you want to try to get used to being nude. There's a lot on your mind, too. It's a little bit scary to you, how completely lost control there, giving yourself up entirely to cock.
The first thing you do when you get back is take a shower. Lord knows you need one.
You wake up to a raging boner and somepony knocking at the door. Without any clothes, it's a super awkward situation. Or it would be, back on Earth. Fortunately, you're in horseland, and public nudity ain't no thing. You get up and open the door, your cock hard and swinging around.
There's a batpony mare standing outside your room. She's got a package balanced on her back.
"Hello, Anon," she says. "Your suit is ready."
"Oh hey, that was fast. Thanks." You bend over and take the package from her. You pause a moment. "So what's a batpony like you doing up at this hour? I thought you guys all worked at night."
"We do. It is night."
You turn around to actually look at the clock. She's right. "Huh. Sorry about that. I was pretty drunk last—er, earlier tonight. Hard to keep track of things, you know."
"Yeah, I've been there." You expect her to leave now, but she hesitates, looks a little nervous even. "I guess you don't remember me, then. You were pretty sloshed when we met."
"Oh shit, I'm sorry, but yeah..." You really are sorry. She's kind of hot. Which—aha—reminds you of something. "Wait, yeah, yeah, yeah. You were with Luna, weren't you. Yeah you were.
She smirks. "Good to see I left some impression on you. My name is Lavender Bloom, if you needed help with that, by the way."
Great. She's sarcastic. Now you just need to figure out a way to get rid of her and get back to bed before your body realizes it's supposed to be super hungover. But there's... something else you're forgetting about her. Something important. You look all around, trying to jog your memory. Your eyes fall on your dick, still erect. "I've got it!" you shout, as it comes back to you. "We fucked, didn't we!"
She nods. Slowly.
You don't really notice, because you've already moved on to the next topic, which is the great idea you just had. "Hey, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but it looked like sex is part of your job, right? If it is, would you mind giving me some help with this?" You point to your boner.
"Sex with the Princesses is part of my job. I did you the other night because it was a direct order from Luna," she says. Now, that sounds like a 'no' to you, but she's also walking into your room and closing the door behind her, which looks like a yes.
"So...?"
"So the sex we're about to have now is because I think you're cute, not because it's my job."
So that is, uh, not what you were expecting.
"All right. Awesome." You're not actually sure how to react and end up just standing there awkwardly for a little bit.
She raises an eyebrow. "Well, are you going to fuck me or not?"
Crap. She must actually be expecting you to be a man... stallion, whatever. All right, you can provide. You take a good look at her; she's like most ponies, about the size of a large dog. You can totally pick her up. You stoop and wrap your arms around her. You lift her into the air.
"Now that's more like it," she purrs. Her tail twitches.
You carry her over to the bed and set her down. She rolls onto her back and spreads her wings. And her legs. She's got really nice legs, by the way. What's even nicer is what's between them, and that's three words:
Tight. batpony. cunt. Her dark lips are pressed tight together, leaving only a thin line between them.
You stand there, staring at the glorious sight that she starts shouting at you. "I know I'm sexy, but are you going to fuck me or what?"
You don't need any more encouragement. You grab one of her thighs, and guide your penis in with your other hand. And brother, she's even better in the inside. She looked great already, she feels even better. You can feel tight muscles gripping you close. But she is also wet, so wet that you slide in easily, despite the tightness. She purrs as you enter. Once you've hilted yourself in her, she wraps her hind legs around your waist.
You start thrusting. God she's hot. Literally, the inside of her cunt is incredibly warm. And then she's hot in the conventional sense too, of course. Everything about her body is sleek. She's got a pretty face, but more importantly, she looking at you with it. There is desire in her eyes, and it's directed at you. It almost feels better than the actual fucking.
The air is filled with the sounds of your fucking. There's the way you two are panting. Your bodies slapping against each other.
She is squirming and fidgeting under you, looking like she's enjoying every second of this. You hope she is, because you sure are. She bites her lip, which with fangs is super fucking cute.
You take your hands off her legs and move them down to her body. As you lean down, she extends her wings and wraps them around your body. It feels strangely intimate, even though you're already balls deep in her. In any case, the leathery embrace you now find yourself in is yet another thing about her that is pushing you to cum a lot sooner than you would like.
You force yourself to slow down. It helps, but not enough. Your plan to last longer than two minutes takes another hit when she starts whining. "Ahh. Whaa-what are you doing?"
"I-I can't... I'm going to cum," You gasp.
"Already? Fuck... Do it in me!" She wraps her wings tighter around you. "You're not pulling out until I cum too!" You feel her hoof snaking down between you.
That's a deal you're willing to take. You pick up the pace again. Not that it makes a huge difference. It's just the final sprint to the finish.
You cum hard. You grind your hips against hers as you blow your load as deep inside as you can. Somehow it feels like her cunt welcomes it, drinking it all up.
You don't get off of her. You couldn't if you wanted to, the she's latched on. It's not bad, though, lying on top of her. You can feel your dick softening, now that you're spent, but it's slow going. A cunt's a pretty nice place to be for a dick.
Meanwhile she's touching herself under you. You figure you might as well lend a hand. You might not know much about girls, but you're pretty sure fingers will feel a lot better on marebits than a hoof. You reach down, groping around your crotches. She gasps when your fingers brush against her pussy.
"Do that more," she whimpers.
Well what are you supposed to say to that? You wiggle your fingers some more. Pretty quick her breathing is getting faster. She has a desperate, pleading look on her face. If you only went by the sounds she's making you wouldn't be able to tell if she was in ecstasy or in pain. She definitely seems like the type to give you shit if she doesn't like what you're doing, so you're not to worried.
You just keep on rubbing her cuntlips. All of a sudden one of her hind legs starts twitching. That turns into a shudder that takes over her entire body. And that most definitely includes her pussy; you can feel it clench you hard. She throws her head back panting loudly.
"Oh Celestia, I needed that," she says, and releases you. She rolls out from under you. "No seriously, I've been so horny tonight. I clopped like three times before I came here."
"Glad I could help," you say.
"Mmmhmm." She sighs. "I guess I had better get back to work. I am on the clock, after all." She gets up and heads for the door.
"What? You're leaving just like that?" you say. You're not feeling horny anymore, but suddenly you really don't want her to go.
She smiles and winks at you. "Don't worry. After that, I'm definitely coming back. In fact, I think I'm going to keep you. You're mine now," she announces. Then she turns and marches out the door.
"Ok..." you say.
