Part of her wanted to move away. To stop it before it happened. She was too uncertain, too nervous- and nowhere near enough ready! Her heart was already pounding and it hadn’t even happened yet, how could she possibly be any good if she was this anxious? “Maybe we shouldn’t-”

Lips, indescribably soft and warm, pressed against her own, bringing all of Cadance’s protests to a halt. Perhaps by instinct, or the sheer delight that now ran through her, she met the kiss with a passionate force of her own, gently taking in the woman’s gentle touch as she allowed herself to melt into the embrace. Oh, oh, she had never felt such a thing as this! So pleasant and gentle and soft, so much better than a boy’s touch! She suddenly felt a pressure against her lips, and she opened her mouth to allow the woman’s tongue entry, feeling an exquisite joy as they began a playful dance that was only heightened with each successive caress.

Luna pulled away from the younger woman slowly, allowing Cadance to revel in the moment. The dark-haired woman’s expression remained impassive, though the growing red on her cheeks spoke to her own enjoyment. Cadance, however, was fully flushed, much of her senses remaining in blissful contentment from such a wondrous kiss- one that had ended too soon! “Wow…”

The world slowly returned to her senses, dragging her away from the blissful world of Luna’s lips. She was in a comfortably furnished apartment not far from campus, her body clothed in a faint pink button-down and her university athletic shorts and breathing in air that carried the aroma of fresh wine. Across from her was a beautiful woman with hair the color of midnight, draped in a comfortable-looking bathrobe and doing her best to look at anything but the woman she had just kissed.

“I think she liked it, Luna,” Celestia said, watching from the nearby recliner with a satisfied smirk upon her face. “See? I told you there was no reason to worry.”

Luna wanted no part of her sister’s teasing, her already crimson cheeks turning an even darker shade. “I wasn’t worried. I know I kiss fine.”

Celestia laughed, turning back to young Cadance. “My sister is a bit of an introvert. She doesn’t really get out much beyond going to classes. But ever since you two met in class, and with you coming over to visit so often, Luna here has been quite eager to get ‘familiar.’ You might be the first person she’s ever had a crush on.”

“I’ve had plenty, sister,” Luna said hotly, turning away from her elder sister’s playful gaze. “I’ve had plenty of experience, and had plenty of kisses. I don’t need your words at all.”

Celestia only laughed harder, setting down her glass of cabernet and coming over to her younger sister, taking her already irritated sister in a loving embrace. “Yes, plenty of experiences, plenty of romance. I’m guessing you’re counting all the times you practiced with me?”

Luna could not have been more flushed. “Tia! You’re drunk!”

“I am only perfectly happy for you, little sister,” Celestia said pleasantly, suddenly taking hold of her sister’s face and planting a deliciously wet kiss upon Luna’s lips. The dark-haired girl tried to pull away but was only further ensnared in her sister’s kiss, finally giving a small moan of delight at the sensation. Her eyes glazed over as she melted into her sister’s kiss, the two becoming one as their lips met again and again, their sounds of pleasure only growing with each new kiss, each caress of tongue.

Cadance could hardly do more than stare. Whether it was the wine they had all shared, the still-lingering excitement from her kiss with Luna, or simply the shock of the lip-locked sisters before her she did not know- but suddenly such heat! She wanted to avert her eyes but could simply not bear to look away. She wanted to block it out, but each moan of pleasure Celestia and Luna gave as they kissed was music in her ears. She felt shocked, but her hand had already drifted down to between her legs as though on instinct.

Not long ago, she had come her for an education- and thanks to these two, she was learning plenty!

Celestia and Luna finally broke apart, the older of the two dipping back in to suck on her sister’s tongue for a few wondrous seconds and allowing glowing strands of saliva to hang between them- her eyes darting to the stupefied Cadance as she gave one last pull. “Oh, I’m sorry, Cadance… I guess you didn’t know how close we are, did you?”

“N-no…”

Celestia led her sister over to the couch, playfully tugging at the knot on Luna’s bathrobe. “It was always fun to tease her, growing up. She was so shy and uncertain, I’d often find her following me around. Whenever she was worried about something, or wanted to try something new, I’d always be the first one she’d ask. I guess she knew no one could be better than me!”

“That was supposed to be private,” Luna replied, though clearly having enjoyed the taste of her sister’s tongue on hers. “As in never revealed to anyone.”

“And you are supposed to be coming out of your shell,” Celestia teased. “I deliberately slowed the progress in my courses so I’d be here when you came along- and now look! Almost done with your degree, and you barely know anyone! You are far too beautiful to be letting yourself go to waste like that!”

“I know people! Besides, I just kissed Cadance, didn’t I?”

“Oh, you certainly did,” Celestia said, turning to face the still shell-shocked woman. “And you came away all hot and bothered. Do you know what that makes me, Cadie?”

Cadance felt like a girl underneath that strong, confident gaze. Luna had been a little closer to her in age, but Celestia was a woman- a true woman! Every curve she held was a sight to behold, her breasts seemed eager to reveal themselves from beneath her nightgown, and now that magnificent woman held Cadance close to her own bosom, looking down at her with a powerful lust burning her in her eyes.

“It makes me… curious.” The kiss was not the hesitant, peaceful thing she had shared with Luna, but instead a strong, passionate emvrace that spoke of deep feeling and a primal, sapphic urge. Cadance was overwhelmed by the force of it, yet found herself delighted by every second they embraced, allowing Celestia’s tongue to command its way into her mouth and ply fiercely against her own. Perhaps bidden there by her own urges, Cadance’s hand felt its way underneath Celestia’s nightgown and found her soft skin, her fingers playing against hardened nipples.

“Oh! So eager, aren’t you?” Celestia declared, suddenly taking the young woman and forcing her to the ground, stripping her bare until Cadance was little more than a flush mess of hair and strewn clothing. “Do you want me, is that it? Did I turn you on?”

“Yeah,” was all Cadance could whisper, desperately wishing she could feel Celestia’s tongue against hers once more.

“Do you want to have sex with me?”

“Yeah…”

“Well then, you’d better say it!” Celestia teased.

“I want you to fuck me!” Cadance cried, unable to take it any longer and she gave the beautiful woman a forceful kiss, sucking on her tongue as though it were the most delectable candy. “Please, I wanna fuck you so bad.”

“Mmm… that’s what I was hoping for,” Celestia whispered happily-

Celestia’s intentions were suddenly interrupted. Luna, who had been watching with growing envy, planted herself beside the two women, her bathrobe long disposed of and her body glistening. “No fair! I liked her first, Tia! You don’t get to just come barging in and pretend like she’s just-”

Luna’s words were interrupted with a fierce kiss from her sister, Celestia coaxing her tongue out into the open. On cue, Cadance rose from the floor and joined in, practically melting in ecstasy as her own tongue tasted the symphony of flavor from the two women, one hand gently flicking at Luna’s nipples while the other was already firmly set between her own legs.

As they broke apart, the three drunken woman found themselves red-faced and giggling. “We could always share,” Cadance suggested.

“And the night is still young,” Celestia said, taking both of them by the hand and walking them to the bedroom. “Oh, the fun we’ll have…”

Cadance awoke to darkness. The sheets across her body had become untucked and tussled, tossed about in the night’s frenzy. Her mind still fuzzy, she leaned over to check the time on her phone- 4:30 am.

“Mmf…” too early to get up, but too late to go back to bed. Always the most miserable time to be awake. What on earth should she do with herself, when she knew full well that it would be only a short while before she had to be up and preparing for work?

The memories of her dream returned, born from wilder days that felt like a lifetime ago. The sensation of Luna’s lips against hers, then Celestia’s… and just how wild the night had become!

Cadance smiled at the memory. She had barely been little more than a girl, she realized. Just a new face on campus- but it had been fun, hadn’t it?

Boredom was just another part of the job as Dean, Cadance had concluded. As she clicked on her pen in a listless daze, she found her mind drifting further and further away from her desk and back to older memories. Adding to the trouble was the rather heavy warmth that sat upon the office in which she dwelled. It could be worse, she would always tell herself. Better that her duties be easy to accomplish rather than arduous. Whoever had preceded her as Dean had done a splendid job, at least by Principal Cinch’s standards; all she was required to do was simply maintain that standard.

For quite a few years, that had been a task that required little effort. And when Cadance had been young and eager for easy pay, it was quite appealing. Now, however… she sighed and tossed the pen aside, turning to her computer and beginning to accomplish some smaller tasks. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the calendar that sat on the corner of her desk, proudly proclaiming September 4th- Two days from her 30th birthday.

A muffled groan and she sat the calendar on its face, trying to ignore the thought. She should really be more grateful, she’d often tell herself. Her salary was more than enough to make ends meet, and she enjoyed working alongside school staff (well, for the most part. Principal Cinch had her moments), so why make such a fuss? Her life was pleasant and comfortable, easy for her to enjoy. Or maybe that was the problem that was bugging her in the first place.

A heavy buzzing sound emanated from the corner of her desk; her phone had lit up with a text message from one of the physics teachers. Getting messages from the staff wasn’t all that unusual, but Cadance’s countenance changed as she read it through: I have something I need to discuss with you immediately. Would you mind coming here quickly as possible? Thanks, M. Ream.

“Cryptic,” she muttered, rising from her seat and heading out into the hall. Ream wasn’t eloquent, so she was more likely to be straight to the point when it came to critical matters. So why be so secretive now?

A hallway, a flight of stairs, and another hallway later, Cadance found herself looking down at a distant classroom where a middle-aged woman stood at the threshold with a bemused expression upon her face. “Ms. Cadance, thanks for coming up so quickly.”

“Sorry for it taking so long,” Cadance replied pleasantly, quickly assuming the role of the ever-ready, always-professional Dean she continuously played. “Is a student causing trouble?”

“Oh- goodness, not at all,” Mrs. Ream replied, laughing slightly. “No, no, no… Ms. Cadance, this is a beginner’s Physics class- for the incoming, you see. But one of my students, she’s so far beyond everyone. I’m afraid if she’s forced to remain in my class she’ll get nothing out of it. Is there some way we can get her moved into a higher class, by any chance? She’s got such a mind, I’d hate to see it go to waste.”

It was an unusual request, particularly when school had only been ongoing for little more than a week. Cadance found herself unusually flummoxed, with no go-to answer. “And you’re certain of this?” she managed.

“Oh, most definitely,” Mrs. Ream replied. “I have them doing group work at the moment, if you’ll just wait till the- well, nevermind waiting!”

The bell rang and the sound of seats moving apart from desks met their ears, with the immediate sound of chatter filtering into the halls as the multitude of students left their classes to mingle with one another in the few minutes reprieve they were allowed. As the classroom of students began to filter out, Mrs. Ream’s voice rose above the din in an attempt to still be heard. “Remember students, homework is due Friday, all of it! Be sure to email me if you have any questions. Ms. Sparkle, a moment, if you would? I’d like you to wait before leaving.”

Sparkle? It can’t be. Cadance felt a tremor run through as the memories began to run through her of a young child, and she there in much younger days- but her shock at the sound of the name was nothing compared to the sight of a young girl with bright, violet eyes and sapphire blue hair coming towards her and Mrs. Ream.

The young girl came to a standstill as her anxious eyes caught sight of her. “.. Cadance?”

“Twilight?” It really was her. “Twilight Sparkle, is that you?”

“Cadance!” Her mind somehow drawn away from the world of academia, Twilight rushed forward and leapt into the immediately outstretched arms of Cadance, the two girls holding each other tight as they laughed in delight. Their words of greeting and friendship were a cacophony of sound and happiness, the two chattering away like young girls as they failed to contain their joy at such an unexpected meeting.

“I didn’t know you were working here! If I’d known, I’d have tried to let you know-”

“And I didn’t realize you were entering high school already! Time flies, I remember when you were just entering kindergarten!” Cadance finally broke away from the younger girl and looked at her with all the love and affection in the world; Twilight had only been a young child when they had last met, bright-faced and eager to speak to everyone she met. Now, maturity had begun its work upon her features and Twilight’s girlish features were beginning to be reshaped by the grace of womanhood. “You look beautiful, just look at you!”

Twilight blushed and refused to look Cadance in the eye, a shyness she had never possessed when Cadance had cared for her. “It’s- not as beautiful as you.”

“I’m guessing you two know each other?” Mrs. Ream said, appearing amused at the encounter. She had never seen Cadance’s professionalism drop for any reason at all, even when the occasional single father tried to sleaze their way into her life.

“Oh! Mrs. Ream, I’m sorry- I babysat Twilight when I was in college, I knew her family for a few years!” Cadance said, her face flush. “Sorry, Twilight, I think Mrs. Ream wanted to talk with you about something.”

Twilight’s expression shifted from joy to anxiety. “I’m not in trouble, am I?” she said quietly. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t meaning to be a bother…”

Mrs. Ream laughed. “Of course you weren’t! You just know everything I’m going to teach you already, so why should I have you in my class? I asked Ms. Cadance to come here and see if we can arrange you a new schedule- retesting, if you will. I’d like to see you dealing with material that is more suited to your skill level. That is, if Dean Cadance can see to such a thing being accomplished.”

What else would Cadance say to such an eager face? “Of course I’ll try,” she said, feeling a glow of pleasure at Twilight’s sudden delight. “It might take some effort to convince Principal Cinch, but I can certainly see what there is that can be done.” She winked at Twilight, who immediately blushed. “I’m hardly surprised. You always were smart, Twilight.”

“Thank you so much, Cadance!” Twilight cried, throwing her arms around the beautiful woman once more. “I really appreciate it- I’ll make it up to you somehow, I promise!” The young girl raced off to her next class with a spring in her step, bouncing her way through the throng of students with not a care in the world.

Cadance watched her go along, a relaxed smile on her face. She’s grown up, she thought to herself. And still so sweet, even with all the effort she gives to school.

“I’ve never seen you act in such a manner before, Ms. Cadance,” Mrs. Ream remarked. “You must have enjoyed babysitting her, I guess.”

“Oh, Twilight was delightful,” Cadance said softly. “I’ll see what I can do for her. Though, if I’m right, she’ll outstrip those classes in no time, too.”

Author's Note

Smut with a plot. Will take my time with it.
Keep reading, if you want.