Gears' "Sexty Minute Pony" Prompts

Written August 5th for prompt #8:

"Twilight Sparkle’s special talent in the bedroom."

“Happy birthday...” Twilight whispers into your ear.

She snuggles up to you a little more after you had joined her in bed. As her words suggest, a good amount of years ago on this day, you were born. The occasion was met with presents and parties out of the kindness of your friends. However, at these parties, Twilight Sparkle, the mare you had been getting more than a little friendly with, had told you she had something else for you that evening.

You went to the library at the time specified and opened the door. She said she had sent Spike off to Canterlot for business, so you had a good idea of what to expect and the current setting in her bedroom with a few candles lit confirms your earlier suspicions.

This wasn’t the first time you had ever done this, but it didn’t make it any less enjoyable. You had started when Twilight began her ‘experimentation’ as she put it. Ways to use her magic to better your relationship. And wow, does it ever.

She nuzzles your neck with a sultry purr. Pulling her closer with a foreleg, you kiss the top of her head, behind her horn.

“So... what’s the plan for tonight?” you ask. The ways she had used magic in bed was always interesting. Floating in midair, certain transmogrifications, or even her simple magical grip on certain parts of your body, it was always fun.

Twilight giggles at your question. “We’re trying something new tonight. Testing a few new spells...” she says. “With something I think you’ll rather enjoy...”

She flips off the blanket that had been obscuring her from the midsection down. You haven’t thought about it, but you realize she was under there for the entire time since you walked in. And now that you see the flank you’ve come to know and love, you see something... different about it.

“Did... you do something to your tail?” you ask.

She looks at you with the same enticing smile as she flips it up over your leg. It looks and feels tightly braided together, like a long string. You can make out the small stripes of her highlights twisting all the way around from base to end.

“Do you know what this is?” she asks.

“It’s, um... a tail?” you ask, feeling a little silly.

She giggles again before putting her head up next to your ear. You can faintly hear her breathe inward before...

“Sssssss...” she hisses softly into your ear.

You feel your heart jump. You remember as part of her research and experimenting, the two of you had explored a certain number of, simply put, interests in the field. She had asked you if there was anything that particularly interested you. You were a little embarrassed to tell her because you thought it was weird. You didn’t know anypony else with the same type of fascination with such a thing. Never the less, you swallowed your pride and told her. You could see the surprise on her face, but Twilight being who she is, said she found it fascinating, if a little unusual.

You thought you had heard the end of it. You still had plenty of fun with her regardless, but tonight, was that really...?

“No... way...” you breathe out upon realization.

“No way, what?” she asks with a tone of mock innocence.

“Is that really a...” you begin, but are a little afraid to finish, just in case you had it all wrong.

Her smile simply grows as she watches your disbelief.

“A fuse?” she says. “Oh... it is.”

She flicks her tail again, causing the tightly bound strands to brush up and down your leg.

“But...” you ask. “That doesn’t mean, you’re actually going to...” you wave a hoof. “Does it?”

“Simply illusion magic,” she says. “A simulated light, not unlike those used by show mares, will travel along based on certain things as we have our way with each other.” She snuggles her cheek against yours as you both look to her tail. “It’s assigned to respond to certain stimulus inside myself. Elevated heartbeat, excitement, and of course...”

She gently kisses your cheek. “The grand finale.”

“And then...?” you ask, still a little unsure.

“More simple illusions. Harmless. Just some lights, a little bit of simulated concussive force, and a certain noise. Oh, that reminds me.”

She looks up, her horn beginning to glow. The purple light expands like a bubble, passing through the furniture until hitting the walls where it bends to the shape. As soon as all the walls are covered, the lights fades, leaving behind a little shine to everything surrounding you.

“Almost forgot the sound-proofing spell. Now we can be as loud as we want.” She leans close as she rubs her nose against yours, her face displaying the desire she was about to take out on you. “And it is definitely going to get loud.”

“I...” you begin, but can’t find any other words to follow it. The amount of research she must have had to do to perfect all of this must have been astounding. All of this. Just for you. You smile back, letting your own desire on urges begin to bubble to the surface.

“Ah, but one more thing...” she says, leaning her head down and touching her horn to your forehead. It glows and you feel a bit of warmth growing on the connected spot. The warmth feels like it’s going deeper and deeper, through you and down into your body. After a few moments, she pulls away again.

“What was that now?” you ask with a little chuckle.

“A little assurance,” she states simply. “For something like this, I don’t think it’d be wise to risk one of us finishing before the other. And besides, it’s just like how you told me you envisioned it.”

“Wait, so we are absolutely going to finish at the same time?” you ask impressed.

She nods happily. “You wouldn’t believe how hard it was to try and connect two different bodies in such a way. But I think for this, and for future sessions of ours, it was worth it.”

It was too good to be true. Your deepest darkest fantasy, about to be played out with no risk of harm or anything going wrong or even anypony overhearing. “Twilight...” you say, shaking your head in disbelief. “Thank you.”

“Like I said, happy birthday.” You feel her scoot closer again, pressing something warm and wet against your thigh. She begins rubbing it up and down, the wetness growing as you hear her breathing become a little stifled. The sensation causes you to feel excited as well, blood in your body flowing up into your private area, beginning to raise your pole to attention.

“Are you ready? We do have a time until all this magic wears off,” she says.

Instead of answering right away, you lean up and connect your lips to hers. She always has had a tiny hint of a fresh mixed berry taste that you have always enjoyed. The warmth and softness of her lips parts as her tongue licks against your mouth, wanting entry.

How could you refuse? Parting your own lips, your tongues dance playfully in the middle. Twisting and turning amongst each other, you enjoy it as much as you can before a new feeling takes over.

The kiss distracted you from realizing that you had become fully erect, but the fact didn’t sneak by Twilight. You felt her heat envelop you as you penetrate deep into her, causing the two of you to moan deeply into each others mouths.

Breaking the kiss, you look at each other, hungry for one another. You bring your hooves up to her shoulders as she raises herself up, her velvet-soft walls rubbing against you before leaving you exposed. Pushing herself back down, she sucks a little air in through her teeth.

She begins to get a rhythm going, up and down, up and down, bouncing against you. You begin to hear a little hissing, along with a new source of light other than the candles coming from the foot of the bed. Twilight’s tail, at the end, had begun to glow brightly in sparks against your leg, but other than a little heat, it feels completely fine.

Looking up from the glowing end of her tail up to Twilight’s face, she too has turned to the source of the hissing, seemingly pleased that her spell was working according to plan so far. She begins moving faster, the mattress under the two of you rising and falling along with her, bouncing you up and down in time with her.

Your hips buck upwards to meet her as you continue. Twilight’s moans grow in volume as her head leans upward to the ceiling. The sheets of the mattress begin to become undone. The blanket simply hanging off the edge from before had fallen off from the movement.

She leans forward, laying across you and holding her body against yours. Now mostly dependent on you for friction, you move your hips upward to help please your lover. Her moaning only becomes louder, nearly yelling as she begins to exclaim your name.

The hissing in the background is still present, and you know what that means. That the closer you two got to sweet climactic bliss... boom. It was only simulated, but still. It was going to happen. And while you two would be at the height of pleasure.

You could never explain why the idea did, but it excites you further. Motivates you to push faster, getting closer and closer to the big bang with Twilight.

“Yes... YES!” she screams. “Faster! Faster, I’m so close...!”

You grit your teeth. If she’s close, that would mean that you are close, too. You look down to her tail and notice that it was, indeed, closing in to the base. This would be the fastest the two of you had ever reached climax. You wonder if it is just your excitement or if Twilight is finding this as titillating as you are.

No time to think on it. You feel the pressure building inside your nether regions as your hooves move from her shoulders to around her back, holding her as close as possible.

You groan Twilight’s name as she moans yours one last time.

The feeling is rising. The fuse burns right up against her flank. And then...

BOOOOM!

The light nearly blinds you while the bang echoes off the walls. A warmth overtakes you as you feel yourself pressed against the mattress from the very mare you are holding. In the middle, you feel yourself releasing into her as her own fluids begin to spill out across your lap.

It was only for a brief moment before it was over. Your tight grip loosens on Twilight as your muscles begin to relax from the recent tension. Twilight’s body grows limp as well as she simply lays on top of you.

“Wow...” Twilight says between ragged breaths. You could barely hear her from the ringing in your ears.

The feeling, the excitement, the utter ecstasy of holding onto her in the throes of climax in the center of such a experience. The feeling of the explosion, seemingly inside and out. You had always imagined, but never that it was actually that intense.

“I think... your spells tonight,” you begin with your own heavy breathing. “Were quite... a success...

“I think... you may have just... found somepony else...” she says, still breathing heavily while looking up at you. “Who may enjoy... your weird little fetish...”

You smile down at her as the two of you continue to catch your breath.