Twilight's Coronation Party

Alright, Twilight thought as she reentered the banquet hall, three ponies fucked, and three more to go. Now, to find Rarity. Even though her body was screaming with every step, and her hindquarters felt as if they were about to fall off, she was determined to accomplish her objective. Her muscles begged her to rethink her proposition, but she fought back. No! She thought fiercely, I won’t give up! I’m gonna show my friends just how much they mean to me!

She finally found the pretty fashionista talking with Pinkie. Much to Twilight’s chagrin, her pink friend was spilling all the details of their earlier session. Rarity was eating up every juicy word, and when Twilight approached, she turned and regarded her with a sultry look. “So…” she said, “…you’re out to bed down every one of us, are you?”

“Well…” Twilight said, blushing, “…I thought…it…would be a fun way to show my gratitude.”

Rarity trotted around Twilight, teasing her to the point of torture. She batted her beautiful blue eyes and flitted her graceful purple mane around. She also ensured that her friend got a good view of her rump and all of its wonderful features. Twilight’s sweat began beading and she felt her own reproductive organs begin to prepare themselves once again. Damn it, Rarity, we’re in public! Twilight thought, why are you doing this here?! Can’t you wait until we’re in my bedroom?!

“Darling,” Rarity whispered in Twilight’s ear in a voice that would send shivers down the back of a raging timber wolf, “if you wish to have sex with me, that’s fine. I’ve often fantasized about that lovely little body of yours. I’m also willing to remain true to my element and be generous with my sexuality. But, there is a way I wish to do it.”

“What way?” Twilight whispered back.

Rarity didn’t answer, but wiggled her rump a bit and beckoned Twilight to follow, which the ascending ruler eagerly did. The pretty white mare led her friend along the corridors of the castle until they reached…the bathroom. Twilight’s face contorted in confusion and her ears flattened. “The bathroom, Rarity?” She asked, and then became excited. “Are you gonna pee on me?!”

“Darling, no!” Rarity said in shock, “such fetishes are meant for the uncouth and unclean! I am here to show you…Rarity’s Guide to Proper Love Making.”

The confusion that wound Twilight’s brain into knots tightened its hold. She didn’t need any kind of guide, and she was slightly offended that Rarity thought she was such a rookie when it came to sexual matters. But, all the same, this was helping her towards her goal, so she decided to play along. “Alright, Rarity,” she said, “what’s the first step to proper love making?”

“Why, showering with each other, of course,” Rarity said, “I know that it’s odd to consider doing such a thing in the middle of a party, but we are about to have sex, so it’s kind of…fair game, as it were.”

Rarity wiggled her rump some more, drawing Twilight in. Buckets of lusty sweat poured down her face as the fashionista batted her eyes even more. She gave Twilight a look that melted at the purple pony’s heart before bending over and slowly adjusting the faucet handles. “A proper sexual shower, darling,” Rarity went on, “is always done in warm water. Not hot, and not cold, but warm. This is critical, as it allows the body to relax and prepare itself for the immense pleasure ahead.”

As the water streamed out of the shower head, Rarity stepped back and allowed Twilight to discard her gown and get in the tub. She explained that it was proper for the pony who started the shower to let the other pony experience the warmth of the water first. After Twilight had entered and soaked her coat all the way through, Rarity slowly tantalized her by removing her gown in an agonizingly sluggish fashion. When she finally got her clothes off, she got in and nuzzled up against Twilight.

“Now, we begin foreplay,” she said, “and the proper way to do so is with a tender kiss.”

Before Twilight could say anything, Rarity administered the most beautiful act of affection she’d ever had the fortune of experiencing. The kiss was so soft and so gentle that Twilight felt her lust melting away, being replaced by a genuine love. But…I don’t want to love her! Mate, not date! Mate, not date! But her mantra could not fight against the wonder and beauty she was experiencing. Her body was in a completely euphoric state, and she did not want it to end.

Rarity, for her part, wound her forelegs around Twilight, bringing both ponies to a standing position. When she broke the kiss, she tenderly licked Twilight’s neck, eliciting soft moans of happiness from the new ruler. “Oh…Rarity…your tongue,” Twilight said, “…it’s so…soft.”

Rarity giggled a bit. “Good,” she said, “you’re experiencing proper foreplay. Note how my hooves have remained away from things like your nipples, vagina, and buttocks. I find that good sex begins at the top of the body and gradually moves its way south. Whenever I mate with a stallion, I always demand that he engage in the proper acts. If he begins vaginally, then there’s nowhere else to go and I’m left to orgasm and be done with it. But, darling, sex is much more than just a harsh pounding of bodies. It’s a symphony of wonder, played out by two conductors. You and I are those ponies, Twilight, and our music must follow the patterns and keys correctly. You understand, right, sweetness?”

Twilight was still reeling from the beauty of their earlier interaction, and hearing Rarity’s delicate voice speak so eloquently created a new sensation inside her. She felt her mind whirl and her heart beat quicker than it ever had. She gulped and nodded, barely understanding the question, yet also fully understanding Rarity’s beautiful speech. “Yeah, I…I understand, Rarity.”

“Wonderful!” Rarity said as she clapped her hooves cutely, “now, then, take the soap and scrub me up.”

Twilight didn’t question anything, but magically grabbed the nearby bar and softly began rubbing it all over her friend’s body. “Even though there are no impurities or dirt on me at the moment,” Rarity said as she reveled in Twilight’s act, “this is a wonderful way for you to explore my body’s more sensitive areas without actually touching them. As I said, I do not believe it is proper for the more tender body parts to be fondled until the shower is complete. Now, my dear Twilight, scrub my vagina.”

She flicked her tail up, revealing something most stallions dreamt of seeing. Rarity’s pussy was something of an underground legend around Ponyville, and Twilight stifled a smile as she thought of how Spike would react to seeing it. Rarity was notoriously private when it came to sexual matters, and she always ensured to keep her special parts good and hidden from the public eye. She only revealed them to the ponies with whom she had affairs. Of course, the last time I counted, there were 12 different stallions she’d slept with in the past three months!

“That’s it, Twilight,” Rarity grunted as she felt the bar swipe over her sensitive spot, “don’t be sexual just yet, but just scrub it gingerly. There you go. That’s a mare.”

Twilight was turned on by Rarity’s soft coos of love and lust, and she found herself slowing down. She wanted to make Rarity happy, and, from the soft grunts emanating from the pretty mare’s lips, she could tell she was succeeding in her mission. But somehow, this time, mating was different. It wasn’t hard and fast as it had been with Pinkie, or harsh and painful as it had been with Applejack and Dash. It was soft and loving and soothing. Rarity surrounded her with a presence she hadn’t felt in her previous two conquests.

“Alright,” Rarity said, “I think you’ve scrubbed me enough. Now, it’s my turn to scrub you. Then we’ll partake of the traditional kiss as we rinse each other before heading to bed.”

Rarity’s scrubbing was so soft and wonderful that Twilight nearly burst into tears. It was teasing, sure, but it was on a completely different level. The soap seemed to float along her coat as Rarity bent forward and whispered in her ear how beautiful she was and how much she wanted to make love to her. Twilight felt her knees knock together as she fell even further into the pretty mare’s deep blue gaze.

“There,” Rarity cooed as she put the soap down, “now, come here…”

They kissed softly once again as the warm water washed away the sudsy traces of their activity. Twilight found that her shaking subsided as she slowly opened her mouth and tried to explore Rarity’s with her tongue. But this earned her a small kick to the foreleg and she knew she was crossing the boundaries Rarity had set out in her “guide.” When they broke apart, Rarity smiled. “Sorry I had to hit you a moment, darling, but it is not proper to attempt a tongue kiss until the actual acts of sex have been initiated. When we get in bed, I will open my mouth to you, but not before.”

“I’m sorry I nearly crossed a line, Rarity. You know I would never do it on purpose.”

Rarity kissed her cheek and turned off the water. “I know, darling,” she said in a sultry voice, “and I love you for it.”

The two mares got out and dried each other off before trotting to Twilight’s bedroom. Ever the proper mare, Rarity held the door open for Twilight before following her inside. “Now, then,” she said, “the bedroom, as you know, is the most important spot when it comes to making love. As much as I want this to be pleasurable for the both of us, I want to set three ground rules from the start. One: no cursing. We won’t be referring to our vaginas by crass, horrible slang words such as ‘pussy’ and ‘cunt’ and ‘kitty.’ No, we will be referring to them as vaginas. Why? Because that’s what they are. They are beautiful, and they need to be referred to beautifully. We also will not be referring to our anuses as ‘assholes’ or ‘rump holes.’ Two: no rough stuff. I find it ridiculous that some mares wish to be dominated and physically harmed during sex. Love making is a gorgeous experience, and it needs to stay that way. Three: no fetishes. I want to mate with you, Twilight. I do NOT wish to be used as a toilet. Other than that, I’m open.”

She brought their lips together once again and began feeling very low on Twilight’s body. When she found her target, she began softly teasing at it and Twilight felt pleasure as she’d never known course through her body. When Rarity broke the kiss, she sat Twilight on the bed and went between her haunches. She flicked her tongue at the ruler’s vagina, and Twilight couldn’t help but moan. She wanted to curse, but she remembered Rarity’s rule and kept her dialogue clean.

“Oh…Rarity…that feels amazing!”

“Mm…I’m glad you like it, darling, because now it’s your turn.”

“What do you mean?”

Rarity didn’t answer, but lay Twilight on her back and proceeded into a basic 69 position. Twilight began licking and sucking eagerly at the gorgeous clit that hung over her face, and she thought she would be happy if she could lick Rarity’s vagina forever. Rarity groaned as Twilight did her work, and then she began vigorously licking at Twilight. The mares moaned and grunted as they pleasured each other, tasting the sweet liquid of their privates. Soon, each of them felt their climax building. When Rarity realized this, she got off of Twilight and returned to a missionary position, smiling down at her friend. “The final step in my guide to proper love making is having a proper orgasm. I find that a good orgasm between mares can only be had by the meeting of vaginas.”

She began slowly grinding herself on Twilight, and the mares began moaning again. Twilight felt as if heaven had come to earth in the form of the beautiful angel that was on top of her, and she bent up and kissed Rarity. True to the fashionista’s word, she opened her mouth and soon their tongues danced beautifully. They groaned and screamed into each other, neither wanting to break the kiss, but both knowing exactly what was coming. Finally, they each let loose a scream that quickly went silent as their eyes rolled back and an intense pleasure electrified their veins.

Twilight felt her liquid and Rarity’s mix as they broke their kiss, cuddling into each other like the world depended on it. They panted in their embrace, and rubbed their bodies, trying desperately to mingle each individual bead of sweat. “That…was…amazing, Rarity!” Twilight said happily, “I didn’t know you could have sex that way! I thought it was all pounding and squealing!”

“Darling,” Rarity said as she finally came down from her high, “anything is possible…when you do things in the proper fashion.”