A Long Night for Sunny Days

Room four was near the back of the building, far enough away from the front room of the club to ensure privacy no matter how loud things got. The room itself was small, with a couch large enough for two ponies to lay on, as well as a well-padded easy chair. Everything was well kept and clean, with no signs of past use. One of the walls and the ceiling was mirrored, the rest were colored in various shades of dark gray and black.

She dropped down onto the couch, crossing her legs and stretching her arm across the back, wondering what sort of pony she was going to be putting on a ‘show’ for. This was one of the things she loved being able to do when she was disguised as Sunny Days. There was no way Princess Celestia could go around screwing random ponies, but she wasn’t Celestia for the moment, just a busty mare who looked enough like the princess to play at being her.

A smile flashed over her face at the thought, at the same moment the door to the room opened again, allowing her partner for the night to step inside. She was surprised to see Hoity Toity coming into the room, wearing his familiar suit and sunglasses. He pulled them down to look at her with his bright blue eyes, allowing them to slowly scan up the length of her body. “Well, well, well. Princess ‘Molestia’ was it?”

She licked her lips as she gave him a nod. She had heard a few stories about the stallion and had always wondered just how many of them were true. Now she was going to have her chance. “Is that how you address your princess?” she asked in a husky voice that no one would confuse for the real Celestia’s.

Hoity chuckled a bit and dropped down to one knee, lowering his head for a moment in a short bow. “My dearest princess of lust, I humbly request to address you in person.”

“You may approach me and kiss my hooves,” she said, swaying her leg in his general direction. She had heard that he liked to grovel a bit, and she wanted to see how true it was.

Without looking up, the stallion crawled over to her. He took her proffered hoof in his hands, pulling it up and gently kissing over the surface, holding his lips there for a few moments before looking up at her. “Do I please my princess?”

“I have a second hoof,” Sunny replied, lifting the other one.

He moved his attention to it, starting to kiss along the curve of the hoof, his fingers gently stroking the frog with a light touch. He clearly knew what he was doing.

After a minute of the hoof worship, she pulled away and motioned for him to sit next to her on the couch. He quickly joined her, sitting close enough that his hips pressed up against her. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder and leaned in even closer, pressing her breasts up against his arm. “So, what does a horny little stallion like you wish of me?” she asked as she ran a finger down the front of his jacket.

Hoity Toity reached up and pulled off his sunglasses, closing them and putting them into the pocket on his suit jacket. “Oh, I can think of a number of things,” he said, then reached up and grabbed her breasts, giving them a firm squeeze.

With a giggle she hiked her leg up so she could spin around and sit on his lap, pressing her chest up against him while feeling his erection trapped in his pants. Leaning forward she kissed the top of his head then started to grind against him.

Letting out a growl of pleasure he reached down and grabbed her ass, squeezing both full cheeks and pulling her up against him. He started to grind back against her, his shaft straining against the material of his pants. From the feeling of his bulge, the stories about him were understated!

She wrapped her arms over his shoulders and smiled down at him. “Now, what do you want of me, my little pony? You have me to yourself for the next hour and you,” she started running her finger up the underside of his muzzle, “can do anything you want to me.”

“Oh, anything is quiet the offer,” he replied, then lowered his head and pressed his muzzle right into her cleavage. Her already bulging bra straining as he forced himself between the two huge mounds. At the same time, his hand danced up over her back to the zipper of her dress, pulling it down with a quick yank to expose her back. With nimble fingers he grabbed her bra, undoing all the hooks in less than a second. Now free of their imprisonment, her breasts spilled free around his face, almost burying him.

Finally, the stallion pulled his head free of her breasts, his usually perfectly styled mane a mess around his head. “Oh, I want these lovely tits of yours my dear. They rival the princess herself for just how firm and full they are,” he said, grabbing the front of her dress and pulling it down, allowing her breasts to finally be free. A moment later he leaned down and started to suck on one of the fat nipples.

All Sunny Days could do was grind her crotch against his, pushing the dress down to her hips to give him unfettered access to the objects of his desire. The front of her panties were once again soaked with her arousal, and it was starting to drip onto his pants. She liked what the stallion was doing to her, and didn’t want him to stop any time soon.

Hoity let the nipple slide from his lips only to move to the other one, but instead of sucking on it he started to tease the tip of his tongue along the tit, which sent a jolt of pleasure down through her body and caused her to let out a soft moan.

He looked up at that. “Oh, you like that do you?” he asked, doing it again before she could say anything and earning another moan in response. With a smirk he finally pulled the nipple into his mouth, sucking firmly on it while sinking his fingers into the soft pillowy flesh, his other hand rubbing against her free breast, teasing her free nipple between his fingers.

She let out another moan, slowing down her grinding and just pressing herself down against his crotch.

Then, without warning, he let her breast fall from his lips and pulled his hands away from her. “Lay down, I want to properly fuck that luscious rack of yours.”

With a laugh of joy, she slid off of his lap, pulling the dress off then throwing it and her bra onto the chair. She lowered herself into the dark carpet, allowing her hair to pool around her head and her tail under her ass. Slowly she stretched her arms above her head, showing off her breasts to the stallion as they rolled to each side.

Standing up, Hoity Toity gave her a smirk as he started to work at his straining pants, pulling them open with one quick move then pushing them off of his hips, leaving him in a pair of boxers the same shade of gray as his pelt. The fabric was pulled taut against his cock, teasing her with what was to come.

He wasted no time, stepping out of his pants and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of the boxers. Slowly he pushed them down, allowing them to slide over the length of his shaft before it was suddenly free, snapping up to slap against his belly. It was a very nice cock, dusky black in color and maybe a touch longer than the average stallion, but he was exceedingly thick, the fat head glistening with precum. His balls hung heavy behind the shaft, looking large and full.

“Does the princess like what she sees?” he asked, running his hand down the length of his erection.

“Oh, I very much do!” Sunny replied, licking her lips.

Hoity smirked down at her, then moved to straddle her body, slowing lowering himself down until he was sitting astride her hips. Her tight muscles took his weight easily, but it still pushed the air out of her lungs. He wiggled his hips, getting himself into place as he dropped his shaft down into her cleavage, it’s color contrasting with the white of her fur. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together around his shaft, the soft flesh enveloped his length with the head almost escaping out between the top of the soft mounds.

Placing her hands on the side of her breasts, she held them in place around his cock as he reached down to grab her waist. He gave his hips one last wiggle then started to thrust, his hips slapping against the bottom of her breasts, sending them jiggling before pulling back. Each thrust was slow and calculated as his precum soaked into her fur, giving him some lubrication. Each time he buried his shaft into her cleavage, the head popped out between the top of them like a cork in a bottle.

She couldn’t help herself, and leaned her head down to lick at the head of the shaft each time it slipped out of her cleavage. He tasted good, musky and a little bit bitter with a hint of saltiness. Her hands sank into her soft breasts, holding them tight around his cock as he started to pick up speed.

Half closing her eyes, she summoned her magic, using it to hold her breasts in place around the pounding cock. She added another small spell to cause the power to very in strength, causing the pressure to constantly change around his shaft, which made him let out a long moan. With her hands free, she reached down to grab his hips, squeezing at them while holding him against her body

“Your breasts feel as magnificent as they look,” Hoity Toity said, grunting the words out between each thrust, his balls bouncing over her belly.

“Thank you,” she replied.

He pulled one hand away from her waist, reaching back to slide it down against her crotch, rubbing his fingers against her soaking wet panties to tease her pussy. He moved his fingers in slow circles, tracing the outline of her nether lips. It must have been an awkward position for him, yet he made it look perfectly natural. Apparently being a fashion critic required being very flexible.

After a few moments of teasing, he slipped his hand into Sunny’s panties and started to stroke the damp folds of her cunt. He teased his thumb against her clit, bushing over it with the lightest of touches before starting to explore the inside of her cleft. His fingers were long and nimble, stroking inside of her even as her heavy arousal was soaking his hand.

The powerful shaft kept pounding between her tits, her magic squeezing them around the thrusting length. It was getting harder to lick the head of the shaft as he was fucking her so fast that before she could reach it with her tongue it was gone again. On the other hand, every thrust sent a fresh splatter of precum over her face.

The stallion was grunting like a racehorse, thrusting with all his might again and again even as he kept fingering her. She could feel his balls pounding against her underboobs, slapping wetly against the now sticky white fur. He wasn’t going to last much longer—she could feel the head of his shaft starting to flare in her cleavage—and that was a pity. It felt so good to have his cock between her tits.

“Oh, princess!” he gasped out, slamming his cock hard against her breasts, the head popping out and almost hitting her on the nose. It was close enough she could see the shaft shake, the head swelling wider for a moment before he came. Hot cum splattered over her face, spraying across her chin and over her nose and even spattering over her hair. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth as the second blast came, which missed almost completely, instead splashing against her neck and chin, giving her a proper pearl necklace.

One final blast of cum came a moment later, this one landing right in her open muzzle and on her tongue. It was very salty, with a hint of sweetness under it-- but it was almost lost. It wasn’t that bad, but she had tasted better. Still, she slowly closed her muzzle and swallowed the load.

Letting out a pleased sigh, Sunny opened her eyes, looking up at Hoity Toity. The stallion had a smile on his face as he leaned down until they were nose to nose. For a moment it seemed like he was going to kiss her, but then thought better of it. Instead he rolled off of her with a grunt, flopping down on to the carpet next to her. He had to pull his hand out of her panties to do so, but he quickly put it back, though he was just stroking over her labia instead of fingering her.

They laid there together for a few moments, panting in time as the cum started to cool on her fur. “You were quite eager,” she eventually said.

“Thank you,” he replied. While she couldn’t see it, she was pretty sure he was smirking.

She turned her head to look at the stallion and gave him a stern look. “But for all your eagerness, I have yet to reach my own climax.”

Hoity Toity flicked his ears back slightly as a smile started to spread out over his face. “Of course, your highness,” he said. In a quick move, he rolled onto his hands and knees, taking his hand away from her crotch in the process. He quickly moved back down towards her hips, looping his fingers around the hem of her panties and without waiting for permission started to draw them down over her hips. The soaked fabric was reluctant to be removed, clinging to the folds of her sex for a few moments before slowly peeling away, exposing her nether lips to him.

The site of her most intimate areas caused him to pause. “If only I could see the real Celestia like this,” he half whispered as he moved in a bit closer, the warmth of his breath rolling over her damp lips and making her moan softly. Sunny couldn’t quite hide her small laugh at his comment, if he only knew…

Very slowly he pulled the panties down past the curve of her hips, fingers stroking over her cutie mark for just a moment before sliding them down her legs and gently pulling them over her hooves. Once free, he lifted them up to his nose, taking in a long breath of the fabric before setting them to the side.

Slowly she parted her legs, biting at the bottom of her lips as she looked at the eager stallion. “Your princess demands that you service her,” she ordered in her firmest voice.

Sitting up on his knees, Hoity looked out across her body and over her breasts. “Yes, my princess,” he said then slide down between her legs. His hands were on the inside of her hips, firmly pushing her legs further apart as he lowered his head. A moment later he flicked out his tongue and licked along the length of her slit, then teased it over her clit, causing her to squirm.

His tongue flicked out again, teasing over the edges of her pink pussy lips, touching them just long enough to give her a chill, then pulled back to run his tongue over her clit again. He moved from one side of her cleft to the other, never quite penetrating the wet folds. The touches were all light and fleeting, fanning the flame of her own desire. Every few moments he would lean in and wrap his lips around the thick nub of her clit, sucking on it for a moment and teasing the hood with the edge of his flat teeth.

Sunny reached down and ran her fingers through Hoity’s thick silver hair, stroking over the back of his head and then rubbing at the base of his ears. They flicked under her touch, like they were shying away from her even as their owner pleasured her. She kept it up, rubbing his ears until he pulled away from her clit to return to teasing her cleft. The moment he did, she shoved his muzzle against her cunt, her legs closing around his head.

He let out a yelp of surprise—which was muffled by her body—but didn’t break stride. His tongue finally slipped inside of her folds, exploring around inside of her and causing her to moan in pleasure. His hands grabbed at her hips, squeezing right over her fake cutie marks, his fingers sinking into the plush flesh.

Soon he was showing that, as the rumors said, his tongue was as skillful with cunnilingus as with words. He seemed to find every sensitive place inside of her, teasing and licking at them, making her arousal grow. He wasn’t just swirling his tongue around or lapping out the alphabet, instead he would probe and explore her pussy and every time she would twitch or moan, he would focus more on that spot.

She knew she wasn’t going to last much longer. Her whole body was burning with pleasure as it radiated out of her crotch to wash over her. She took one of her hands away from his head, grabbing her breast and started to rub and tease her fat tit as she squirmed on the carpet. “Oh, that’s it, just like that,” she moaned, the pitch of her voice growing higher with each passing moment.

Sensing how close Sunny was to the edge, Hoity changed how he was eating her, the light teasing growing stronger and more concentrated as he squeezed at her hips. The speed and precision seemed to grow as he seemed to be everywhere at once, almost playing her like a musical instrument.

Her climax came as a surprise even to her, exploding out of her pussy to crash down over her whole body in a single moment. She threw her head back and let out a ringing cry of pleasure, almost screaming as she came, and came hard. Her pussy spasmed around his tongue as she squirted hard over his face, soaking it with her lust. She wrapped her legs around his head, holding in him place as she bucked against his muzzle, trying to force it inside of her as her body shook in pleasure. The whole world seemed to turn white for a few moments before her climax started to ebb.

With a gasp, she fell back to the floor, her legs dropping away from Hoity Toity’s head to let him free. All she could do was pant, dizzy from the orgasm.

Hoity crawled out from between her legs, once again dropping down to lay at her side, though this time cuddling up against her. His face was soaked, the fur matted down and even his hair was sticky from her lust. He gave her a smile and licked his lips. “You are the best princess,” he said softly.

“Thank you,” she replied, reaching out to stroke his chin. A few moments later, his breathing slowed as he fell into a deep sleep. She was almost disappointed, she still hadn’t been properly fucked, but she was sated for the time being.

With a smile, she kissed him on the cheek, then got up to recover her clothing. She was about to step back into her panties when she thought better of it, instead draping them over his crotch, a little parting gift for him. Maybe it would make him brave enough to approach her when she wasn’t playing at being somepony else.

She quickly pulled the dress back over her shoulders, but only held it closed as she slipped out of the door and walked back to the dressing room, the other performers ignoring her for the time being. Once back inside, she used a wet rag to wipe the smeared makeup from her face and clean herself the best she could, though she was still soaked in the scent of sex. She redressed herself in the clothing she had arrived in before putting her makeup bag in her locker, the clothing going into the wash bag.

With a skip in her step, she waved goodbye to the other strippers and headed out the back door of the club, feeling much better than she had at the start of the night. Stepping out in the alley, she wasn’t surprised to find that she wasn’t alone.

“Gregory,” she said to the shadow next to the door.

The big griffon chuckled and lifted a cigar to his beak, taking in a long draw and letting the smoke trail out over his face. “Here’s your pay,” he said, offering out a bag full of bits.

She took the bag and opened the draw string, quickly counting them. “Thank you, and that is going to kill you someday,” she said, giving the cigar a look of distaste.

He chuckled and stepped closer to her. “You and I both know what can and can’t hurt someone like us.”

Sunny rolled her eyes. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

That made him snort. “Just how long have you been coming to my clubs, Sunny Days? It’s been at least… eighty years. I still remember when you used to parade around as the tavern wench back when I ran that inn outside of Trottingham. How long ago was that?”

She couldn’t help but smile, she hadn’t thought about that place in ages. “I’m not sure, I think that was close to five hundred years ago, or was it six?”

“Six sounds about right, princess,” he said as he took another puff of his cigar. “I hope you can stop by more often. You’ve always been good for business, and if your sister or that new princess of yours wants to take the stage, I think we can come up with something for them. Maybe Princess Full Moon, and Bookworm?”

“Maybe,” she said with a smile.

He nodded and flicked the ashes onto the ground. “I hear Discord’s staying reformed this time. Thank him for me, his little ‘curse’ has been anything but.”

She smirked and shook her head. “I will, if I ever had the chance to meet him—though I don’t know why I would ever be able to, as I’m not the real Princes.,” She couldn’t keep a straight face, breaking into a small fit of giggles. “But I’ll make sure to tell him,” she said as she composed herself. Leaning up, she gave the griffon a quick peck on the cheek before she teleported herself directly back to her quarters in the palace.

It had been a good night, and one she hoped to repeat more often. As she removed the spells that disguised herself, she wondered if she could talk Twilight into joining her on stage some night. She naturally had the sexy librarian look, and there was so much she wished to do to her. Those thoughts were still dancing across her mind as she finally drifted off into sleep.