Sleep came fast and came easy for the weary stallion, eyes heavy and body exhausted as he hit the bed. He expected his sleep to be quick, unfulfilling, and all too short, just as it had been every night for these past weeks. The world went dark in a snap and he expected to wake up to that damned alarm not a minute later.
Instead... he found himself in a much more mystical place.
His eyes drifted open, a hazy feeling washing over his body as he looked around. The room he found himself in was nothing like the cramped bedroom he'd piled in moments earlier. It was much more expensive, decorated with the finest rugs, pillows, and silks in all of Yakyakistan. The room was a many a hue of blue, and an astral, navy blue mist of sparkles floated around the corners of the room.
He noted a large swath of pillows and rugs in what appeared to be a seating area. He felt nothing more than confusion as he looked around the room, bewildered at what kind of exhaustion-induced dream this had to be... before he put the pieces together just as large, warm arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him close, a familiar blue muzzle whispering in his ear.
"Welcome to my parlour," Luna moaned quietly, planting a kiss just beneath his ear.
She spun him around, the ancient Alicorn towering over a foot taller than Dusk... but her sheer size wasn't what caught his eye. It was the harem dancer outfit she was decked out in head to toe with, a veil over her mouth, hair tied high on her head in a ponytail, and voluptuous body put on full display by the thin, near-transparent clothing.
"Is there, uh..." Dusk said, idly reaching up and stroking Luna's toned abdomen. "A special occasion?"
"Of course..." she nodded, cupping his face gently and pressing her muzzle to his, long, wet tongue sliding into his maw and bleeding passion through him. "I've come to see my King... thus I've dressed appropriately."
A smile touched Dusk's lips as he kissed her again, feeling his queen wrap her arms around his small, girlish body and hold him close to her buxom breast. Her warmth was as comforting as ever, the feeling of her body soothing him to the core, and her scent made him feel weak at the knees. Her perfume was enrapturing to the stallion, stroking him under the nose and guiding him to press his face into her enormous bust, licking and suckling her exposed tit, almost on base instinct.
"Come, my dear, to the bed," Luna smiled, guiding him towards the resting area he'd spotted earlier.
She tapped his back as he walked, removing his clothed via magic and allowing his semi-erect cock to swing down at his knee, heavy and endowed as always. He seated himself against a stack of cushions, watching Luna slowly lower herself to her hands and knees, approaching him with the same swaying saunter of a prowling panther, ready to pounce on her prey.
She came to rest on her front just by his leg, lifting her veil up ever so slightly and running her wet tongue along the length of his cock. Dusk exhaled slowly, a twitch of arousal bolting through his body as Luna began serving him. A smile touched her beautiful lips as she continued to slather his cock with her saliva.
She watched as his dick grew to full mast, twitching and pulsing at over a foot and a half of length and being as thick and solid as Dusk's arm. Luna licked around the edge of it, kissing his medial ring before slurping down to his apple-sized balls. She buried her face in his leathery sack, slobbering onto his huge nuts as his musk began to overpower her.
"I've missed you," he said in a sweet, loving tone. "I think about you every night."
"With your hand around your cock, I hope," Luna said, viscerally spitting on Dusk's ballsack before spreading it out with her tongue.
"I wish... too tired to even get hard when I'm awake," Dusk said, stretching his arms out over the pillows and leaning back, truly allowing Luna to go to work on him.
Her mouth was everything he'd needed for these past few weeks. Something soft, warm, and intimate. He'd tried his best to pick up someone from Yakyakistan, going for other dignitaries, noble's daughters, or anything else that caught his fancy. His attempts had failed each time, all of his would-be lovers either being committed, busy, or uninterested in a pony like himself. He'd been pent up for well over a week and a half, balls full and aching in his pants with every step he took.
He had no time to masturbate during the day and was too exhausted to pleasure himself at night... so he remained in a permanent state of arousal, unable to sate his desires. Until now, that was. Dream or not, Luna's magic made this as physical as it would be if she were in the bed next to him. To his spirit that Luna had come to visit in this realm, they were in the same room, she was warm and beautiful, and she had her mouth around his aching cock.
"You haven't been drained, Dusk," Luna commented, licking Dusk's balls like a cat cleans their young, a sense of duty about her actions. "A stallion like you can't go more than three days without an orgasm, or else you'll start feeling unwell."
"Then I suppose it's a good thing you decided to show up, isn't it, baby?" Dusk asked, toying with her fringe has she slobbered on his nuts. "Can you skip the ball worship, please? I really need to just blow a load."
"As you wish, my king," Luna nodded with a playful wink.
She slid her tongue up from his spit-soaked balls and all the way up to the tip of his cock, running her maw along the length of his shaft, over his medial ring, and right to the blunt head. Her lips curled over his cock, taking the first three inches into her heavenly maw and sucking gently.
Dusk's head lolled back, hitting the pillows just as his voice hit a pitch for a moan he hadn't let out in a long time. Luna's mouth was just as perfect as ever. Her tongue felt like oiled velvet, so soft and wet, caressing every inch of his cock it touched with the perfect mix of passion and thoroughness.
The Lunar Princess got her neck going, bobbing her head up and down his dick, only taking the first eight inches until she hid the medial ring. Normally he'd complain she wasn't using her throat like a pussy and allowing him to fuck it... but at this point, he didn't really care. He hadn't felt genuine pleasure in his loins for nearly a month, so Luna simply spitting on the tip of his cock would've felt like the tightest virgin pussy he'd ever plunge his length into.
Her tongue wrapped around his length, pumping up and down it in tandem with her mouth, eyes like burning coals of the deepest blue locked onto his. He could feel the heat on his cheeks, could see his petite, tiny chest rising and falling with each laboured breath. His leg twitched briefly, something Luna noticed and attempted to quell.
She pressed her hands against Dusk's thick, mare-like thighs, gently massaging just under the joint of his thigh to his hip, sending tingles throughout the length of his cock in a way Luna had never made him feel before. He closed his eyes as he rested back on the pillows, hearing the filthy, guttural sounds of Luna slobbering all over his cock.
He could hear the spit catching in her throat as she sucked in air, his ears twitched and his dick sang every time he heard that beautiful, loud slurping noise she made whenever she drank down the excess spit she'd slathered onto his cock, the sound of her throat stretching to accommodate the few inches of his dick that hit back there.
Her lack of a gag reflex went even further to making her the perfect partner. She could throat cock like there was no tomorrow without so much as a cough, choke, or strain. He'd watched and thoroughly enjoyed her taking him down to the base and still having enough room to suckle one of his balls just for fun. She was skilled in her sexuality, and she was never shy of showing it off to him.
Her mouth slid back to the top of his cock, tongue circling the wet tip of his length, as she locked eyes with him once more. His cock popped out of her mouth, both hands wrapping around his stiff, purple shaft and pumping up and down. Her fingers were as magic as the dream they were in, squeezing and gripping his meaty shaft with thousands of years of expertise, being a true magician when it came to pleasuring him, as she knew just what he wanted from her in the bedroom.
She giggled quietly, leaning forward and kissing him once again, tongues lashing together and giving Dusk a taste of his own length, something he was never ashamed to admit he enjoyed. She broke away from his mouth, a spit trail connecting the two of them that she licked away.
She soon slid her tongue back down his cock, suckling the base of his thick length whilst wanking off the top, pre-cum bubbling over the tip and spilling down his length. It touched Luna's hand, getting her attention and as it often did, a hungry smile from the gorgeous immortal.
"For me?" she asked playfully, lapping and sucking the dribbling fluid from the tip of his dick.
She rubbed her tongue over his urethra, sticking just the tip of it down into his shaft and getting a quiet groan from Dusk as she drank directly from the source. He poured enough to fill her maw, as he always did, and he watched her throat flex and stretch as she drank from his nigh-infinite cum fountain. She broke away with a loud gasp of satisfaction, wiping her mouth before going back to idly stroking Dusk's cock.
Her demeanour was just as sexy as her body, a mare of nonchalant skill that clearly adored the stallion she worked on and yet showed no obsessive desire to please. Her skill was infinite, she didn't need to try to make him cum. She simply worked magic on his cock through the briefest of touches, her confidence in making him moan drawing out nearly as much pleasure as bombing her mouth up and down his thick shaft.
"I'm... I'm nearly there, Luna..." Dusk moaned, biting down on his bottom lip and beginning to buck his hips forward, trying to fuck her hand.
"Then I shall guide you all the way, my love," Luna winked, kissing the tip of his cock before going back to sucking.
Her pace was ten times faster and her effort had been thrown through the roof. Every inch of his cock was being serviced by her mouth, taking it deep into her throat and gulping it down. The muscles in her throat tugged and sucked on his cock, acting almost like a second mouth for the stallion to pour cum into, feeling his pre-cum ooze out into Luna's stomach and give her one of her all-time favourite meals.
He dug his fingers into the pillows he rested on, thigh and toes twitching with energy as he found himself on the brink of an orgasm he'd needed for over a month. Luna seemed to sense that his pent-up need to blow a load would be even more of a flood risk than it usually would be and, as such, was preparing herself to move aside and simply allow the stallion to blow.
He popped no more than a minute later, signalling his orgasm with a loud whinny, which Luna took as her evacuation notice. She popped her mouth off the end of his cock with one final suck, moving to the side of Dusk as she watched the flood begin. Cum blew from the tip of his cock like a burst fire hydrant, thicker and heavier than she'd ever seen it before. Her eyes widened in shock as she heard the sound of it hitting the floor, not at all like fluid being spilled, but instead sounding like raw meat hitting the floor.
The stallion had gone so long without cumming that the build up had rendered his semen almost solid, continuing to blast more and more of the snow-white fuck muck onto the carpets. Luna snuggled against his chest as he came, watching him flimsily buck his hips forward on instinct, causing the spray to streak wildly. She wrapped her hand his cock, stroking as fast as she could to pleasure the stallion and ease the orgasm.
His balls audibly gurlged, something that made Luna's heart jump with a strange lust, the Lunar Princess able to visibly see the strained, underused testicles shrinking as all of the pent up sperm funnelled into Dusk's semen was expelled onto the floor. He was drooling down his chest, something Luna licked up for him before tonguing the near-comatose stallion's panting mouth.
Even a solid three minutes of orgasm, Dusk was still coming just as hard, the floor several feet ahead of them now a small pool of fluid, buried under nearly three inches of chunky cum, a breeding soup full to the brim of Dusk's sperm. Her own hand was covered in cum, soaked almost to the bone with the delicious ichor as she stroked Dusk through the final moments of his orgasm, the streams finally dying down as his balls drained, his cock emptied, and the rapturous pleasure finally came to an end.
Luna looked at the exhausted stallion with an amazed expression and a horny glint in her eye, rubbing circles on his chest while still continuing to stroke his eternally-rigid cock.
"Feel better?" she asked after a long moment.
"I feel really thirsty," Dusk said with a pant, looking at Luna with a weak smile.
"A psychological need," she shrugged. "There's no need to drink here. You're not in your real body. Means you don't have to play by the same rules... which also means you don't have a refractory period."
"Good to know," Dusk said with a smile, slowly regaining himself as Luna began to strip out of her clothing. "That also mean I can't get you pregnant here?"
"I'm afraid so, my love," Luna nodded, swinging her leg over Dusk's cock and grinding her dripping cunt against his cum-slicked length. "Are you ready for me?"
"Always," Dusk nodded, sliding his hands over Luna's thick thighs and gripping tightly.
The Alicorn of the Night angled his womb-smashing cock against her lower lips, slowly guiding it inside her before, as Dusk always enjoyed, dropping straight down and taking it past her cervix and into her deepest reaches. Both of their heads were thrown back in passion, Dusk taking longer to recover than his more-experienced partner who leaned back on her hands and began riding his cock with expertise.
Her pussy, funnily enough, felt like a dream. She had one of the best cunts he'd ever been inside, being able to effortlessly take his length due to her enormous size, but also still feeling tight around every inch of his throbbing dick. He watched Luna's mountainous breasts bounce as she rode his cock, seeing her lighter-blue nipples swing as she exerted herself.
Her control over her inner muscles was extraordinary, able to constrict around him like a snake and squeeze his cock hard enough to steal a moan without even moving, never mind what it did to him when she was riding his cock as fast as she was here. Again, she maintained composure. Eyes dignified and aware, posture proper and trained, and she refrained from devolving into a pile of moans and begs like so many other mares.
As beautiful and elegant as the moon, a description only fitting the object itself and the mare currently making him feel like this dream was a nirvana. Soft pussy, so wet and warm, around his cock, drawing forth all kinds of emotions from deep inside him. He couldn't look away from Luna's gaze, nearly giggling like an idiot child when the regal, elegant, and well-maintained Avatar of the Midnight Hours stuck the tip of her tongue out and went cross-eyed for a brief second, playing with him and showing this was more than just sex to her.
Love as pure and as real as it came, they shared, and it was something Dusk missed during all the lonely nights by himself in the embassy. He couldn't wait to return to Equestria, to wrap his arms around Luna and kiss her passionately before taking her to their quiet getaway spot and fucking her real body hard enough to take away her ability to walk. He was nearly cumming just thinking about the things he wanted to do to her when they were reunited...
And he was definitely cumming as he felt what the dream Luna was doing to his cock there and then.
He gritted his teeth hard enough to make his jaw hurt, whinnying loudly again, signalling the coming storm, before grabbing hold of Luna's hips and cumming inside her. Luna's strong demeanour cracked as soon as he started filling her up. She loved it when he came inside her and, dream avatar or not, the pleasure she felt from it was enough to make her pussy squirt.
She splashed onto Dusk's face and chest, his tongue lapping up what landed on his face, downing her delicious lady cum as his own masculine stream stretched out his Lunar lover's gorgeous pussy. Her womb filled to the brim in no less than two seconds, cum as thick as porridge piling up in side her and ballooning her belly out.
The two watched her midnight blue stomach stretch and grow, hearing the cum slosh and gurgle about in her belly as her stomach sagged down onto Dusk's chest, the Lunar Alicorn looking ready to give birth to triplets in a matter of minutes by the time Dusk's orgasm had ceased and he pulled out, cumming the last of his load onto Luna's face and watching the load drain out of her pussy and all over his cock once again.
Dusk couldn't lift his head, his body to exhausted to even consider working for the next three hours. Luna collapsed forwards onto Dusk's chest, her much larger body being something that would've caused him pain, had he not been some kind of ethereal in the dream realm.
"I love you," Luna muttered into his ear, slowly dragging her tongue over it.
"I love you too, baby," Dusk said, grabbing hold of her ass and squeezing it gently.
"I'm also gonna have to apologise..." she said in a slightly-ashamed tone.
"What for?" he asked, looking at her with worry.
"While the body can't mimic pain or injury caused in this realm... it can experience the pleasure," she said, scrunching up her muzzle in an awkward fashion. "So... I just made you cum twice in the dream realm and had you pump out like ten litres of spooge... so that means in the real world..."
"..."
"..."
"I hate you," Dusk snarled.
"I wuv you too," Luna smirked, kissing him on the cheek and disappearing entirely, leaving him to wake up moments later and feel as if someone had dumped an entire swimming pool of glue into his bed.
