A tremble. A small shake that coursed through her body. She raised her body up and down in a gentle motion that grew slowly stronger, her pelvic thrusts intensifying the more her fingers did their work. She released a moan from her lips, accidental but most certainly bidden, her eyes held shut as she allowed the fantasy to continue on. The sensation that had been upon her lips, now little more than a memory, came forth from the recesses of her mind and she remembered that wondrous softness, the hesitancy that had grown into pleasure, the soft pressure that had become more forceful. It was heavenly, and she’d only wanted more. To take her against her own flesh, drink deeply of love’s flow and feel the juices of passion and effort. There would be a multitude of kisses, clit against clit, the two of them joining together out of lustful desire that would never end, and… and-

Cadance gave a soft cry and released, her orgasm coursing through her body as the fantasy of Twilight reached its crescendo, the intense rocking of her hips coming at last to an end. She was a gasping, soaked mess, from the now-drenched labia to beautiful breasts that were shining with sweat. But it had felt so good! So delicious, so wonderful, so right…

Or maybe not. As she lay there, allowing herself time to revel in her conjured fantasy that had been so deeply enjoyed, a small worm of shame was beginning to enter into her. Had- had she really done this? The more she lay there, the worse it became. When she could manage her thoughts no longer, Cadance quickly departed for the shower, allowing the heat of the water to help clear her thoughts. That was, at least, the hope. More than just physical cleaning, but perhaps a scrubbing of her thoughts was in order.

“You can’t keep doing that,” she told herself, part of her mind eyeing the shower head with raised interest. “She’s a kid- a girl!”

Not anymore, a thought cried out from somewhere in the depths. She’s a grown woman now. Free to make her own choices. And on her birthday, you were her very first kiss.

Cadance shuddered, whether it be from nerves or delight she could not know. The kiss that never should have been, the kiss that had been a delight, the kiss that had been the most wonderful thing she had felt in years. It had set a fire in her heart that would not die, a great and terrible longing that had no desire to be satisfied with anything less.

“She’s still in high school. Legally an adult, but still so much a girl. And so eager, and willing, and…”

You were in command. You led her along. Just like you’d wanted for so long now. To be the dominant one.

It had been true. All the men she’d been with had desired to lead the act through, to be the one in charge. It was safe and nice, but Cadance wanted to take the leading role. It was more exciting that way. And Twilight… so young and innocent. Little more than a girl, and such a scandal if their wonderful, beautiful, tender kiss did not remain a private secret…

Cadance’s finger went down and began to perform their magic yet again, the comforting rhythms of the water’s flow feeling like a longing embrace…

Hesitancy was a good thing to have when one could not quite make up their mind. Cadance found her hand reaching for her phone more often than usual these past few months, for reasons she did not like to admit even to herself. Whenever she did, a flicker of guilt would run through her and bring her actions to a grinding halt- likely for her own safety. Messages and phone calls could be recorded or recovered, if it ever came to light. And besides, Twilight had a boyfriend, that was something she should respect. Cadence abhorred the thought of cheating, having been cheated on once herself- to bring precious, beautiful, innocent Twilight into such an act was reprehensible, shameful; she absolutely knew better than to even try to begin to worm her way into such a predicament. But still…

Cadance’s work as Crystal Prep’s principal was gratifying. She was making an active difference there, and doing what she could to erode Cinch’s effects on the school’s atmosphere; the hostility and ‘dog-eat-dog’ mentality of the students was dying, albeit slowly. Some had difficulties letting old habits dies, but her changes had begun to take an effect. The school was still possessed high academic standards, but the means to get there was not quite so brutal anymore. There was a sense of unity growing with the students.

And the work kept her busy. She cared for her personal wellbeing as best as she could, but Cadance found herself frustrated by just how much time she spent at work. The weekends were the only real reprieve she still had, and even that could be interrupted by something major (thankfully nothing yet, but it could always happen). Her nights were wearisome and she would often come home tired. She liked to imagine someone waiting at home for her, wearing little more than an apron that could be easily removed. Perhaps an oiled massage after…

Cadance’s phone vibrated. Her childish daydream flitted away in a heartbeat and she looked over to see Twilight’s name in glowing letters on the screen. Confusion abounded in her mind at the sight of it; Twilight was still in school at this hour, what was going on?

Hey, could we talk today, as in a phonecall? It’s important.

Cadance blanked. It couldn’t mean what she wanted it to mean, that was ridiculous- and dangerous! Hopefully it wasn’t anything too serious. Of course we can, call whenever you want, was Cadance’s response. There. Now she forced herself to calm, forget whatever silly ideas she had tried to breathe life into. There were a million other things that could be the reason for her calling.

The afternoon came and turned into early evening when Cadance’s phone rang, Twilight’s name glowing yet again. She answered instantly, perhaps a little too quickly. In the hopes of not appearing overeager, she held a forced casualness in her tone. “Hello?”

“Hey, Cadance.” Twilight’s voice sounded thick, nasally.

“Twilight. Are you alright?”

“Yes… no. I don’t know, I’m sorry.” She sounded on the verge of tears.

“Twilight, is something wrong? What happened?”

“Me and my boy- well, ex-boyfriend. We broke up.”

Cadance’s emotional response was as wild and varied as the color of fireworks on the Fourth of July. She was ecstatic, distraught, sympathetic and rapturous; her mind planned romantic encounters and sexual trysts, while the rest began to think of how to help her get over the despair. It took her some time to settle the conflict.

“Cadance?”

“Yes! I’m here, Twilight- I’m so sorry, I really am.” No bashing the ex, that’s such a low thing to do.

“It’s- OK,” Twilight said, the words sounding like rocks against her throat. “It was a long time coming, and we both agreed to end it. It’s just hard, I guess…”

“Of course it is, it’s someone you invested in,” Cadance replied. “Tell you what, are you planning to do anything tonight?”

“Go home and cry and listen to sad music?” the tone was a sad playfulness.

“Do you want to come over to my place? A little ‘girl’s pity party’ for the night?” No moves on her, at all. This is to be an act of kindness, not sexual selfishness. The tone she held on herself was emphatic.

“I dunno…”

“Come on, Twilight, it’ll be good for you. You can mope and be sad and we’ll get over it together, alright? Better than just wallowing in your misery alone.”

There was a sniff that came as the first response. “Yeah, OK,” she said. “Tonight at seven?”

“Bring whatever comforts you want,” Cadance said. “See you then.”

Her insides were dancing while her mind tried to rouse some sense of shame. She shouldn’t be so joyful about such a miserable thing. After all, it wasn’t like this was a happy moment for Twilight- even if it might be for her.

It was a comfortable home into which Twilight entered, carrying a small stuffed toy in her arms as she let Cadance embrace her. The tears came almost instantly but quickly were quelled by her own efforts, and a watery smile was given in response to the older woman’s affection. They shared in the misery, letting the unhappiness do its work until it became as only a dull sensation against the brain. They listened to sad music, ate mounds of chocolate, and watched stupid movies that did their best to distract Twilight from her unhappiness. Not a word did Cadance say against her ex, though it seemed such a natural thing to do. It would certainly be fun.

“Feeling any better?” Cadance asked her as the deep of the night began to settle upon the world in earnest.

“A little,” Twilight replied. “Thanks for suggesting this.”

“I know my remedies,” she said. “No one needs to be miserable alone, particularly after a break-up. It’s difficult enough.”

“I appreciate it. It’s my first, if you can’t tell.”

“Just wasn’t going anywhere?”

Twilight shifted in her seat, trying to organize her thoughts on the matter. “It just was, I guess. We got along, but- I don’t know, Cadance. I just didn’t see it going any further. I’ll graduate soon and go to college, he’s happy at his job as a camp counselor and staying there. I guess… it was for the best. There were other things, but that- that was the biggest thing, I think.”

Other reasons were what Cadance was most interested in, but she couldn’t show it. The best thing she could do was be as sympathetic and kind to Twilight as possible. “You’ll graduate next month, right? It’s never fun, Twilight, but a lot of high school relationships end like this. It’s a time when a lot of people make different choices. You did a mature thing by ending it.”

“I did?”

“It would feel worse to prolong the end,” Cadance assured her. “It’d become a bitter thing until you couldn’t stand the sight of one another, maybe not even the thought. You did the best thing for one another, even if you can’t see it yet.”

Twilight still looked miserable, but she nodded a bit and let a smile, a small one, show its strength on her face.

“Besides, in college? It’s a whole new beginning,” Cadance continued. “New things to explore and to do, you’ll find out who you are and what you want. It’s a big do-over. Even if you can’t see it right now.”

The rest of the night went peacefully, the two commiserating about old times and fond memories, trying to forget the pain of today. The clock was close to striking midnight when Twilight finally departed, holding tightly to Cadance in one last hug before leaving.

“Call me if you need anything,” Cadance said. “Anything. I’ll do whatever I can.”

“Thanks so much, Cadance,” Twilight said. “I don’t know what I’d do without you. I feel like I can talk to you about anything.”

“And you can. Always.”

Twilight looked up at her beloved mentor with a strange mixture of sadness and gratitude. “Can we do this again? Just hang out, the two of us? I don’t have many classes to deal with till graduation.”

“Of course we can,” Cadance replied. “I’ve missed all the time we used to spend together. No lessons or anything, just as a couple of girlfriends, how about it?”

“It sounds great,” Twilight said happily, giving Cadance another tight squeeze.

As Twilight turned to head to her car and leave, Cadance felt a premonition. She needed to say something now- soon, before Twilight was out of earshot. “Twi?”

The girl turned back quickly. “Yeah?”

“Don’t forget just how beautiful you are,” Cadance said. “Promise me that, OK?”

Twilight stood there, perhaps taken aback by the lovely woman’s words, but gave a nod before allowing a new smile to grow. “OK. Promise.”

Little time had passed before the two women were in one another’s company again. Rather than simple comfort and shelter from pains and emotions, the two decided to take time to enjoy the fine spring weather that had finally come about, a walk down by the riverside having come to their fancy. There were fewer tears this time, their absence instead filled with smiles and laughter as they walked along, enjoying the pleasant evening.

Cadance was glad to see that Twilight had come to recover fairly quickly, the lines on her face having more or less dissipated. The shadow in her gaze was still somewhat present, but now not as prominent. Her laughter did not feel forced, nor did her smile seem false; she was genuinely happy to be there, not just grateful for a distraction.

“Are you excited to be done with school? I’m guessing you’re wanting more of a challenge out of college than what you’re getting now,” Cadance said.

“It’ll be… nice. Different, and a little scary,” Twilight admitted. “I’ve enjoyed my time at Canterlot High and being with my friends, so it’ll be- well, different. And sort of lonely.”

“It starts out that way, usually. But it doesn’t have to last long,” Cadance assured. “There’ll be plenty of opportunities to make new friends and grow. I would’ve been worried for you when you were younger, and, well…”

“A recluse?”

“I would have said shy,” Cadance laughed, “but I guess that works. It would’ve been easy for you to just get lost in your coursework and let it all pass you by. But now, I think, you’ll be just fine. You’ll make the best of every opportunity.”

“I hope so.” Twilight’s expression became apprehensive, the visions and anticipation of the future that had once been a faraway dream now seemed much closer to reality. “I’m excited, but- just worried that I’ll fall right back into bad old habits.”

“You won’t. I know you won’t.”

“What did you do when you were in college, Cadance?”

Cadance released a sigh, letting a thousand memories of sights, sounds, and sensations come forth; some good, some bad, all worthy of remembrance. “I did… a lot of things. Whatever I could hope to try, really.”

“Did you spend most of your time working, or did you go out and do a lot of things?”

“Oh… a bit of both,” Cadance admitted. “I certainly enjoyed babysitting you. And, yes, I did go to a lot of parties. More when I was younger. I had a few one-night stands, a couple of relationships. I wanted to enjoy myself.”

“Umm… Cadance?”

“Mhm?”

Twilight looked a little red in the face, and seemed to be mustering up her strength to bring her words out into the open. “I hope you don’t mind me asking…”

“Of course I don’t!”

“Oh, well… then… did you ever, you know… experiment?”

Cadance felt a tremor wanting to run through her, but she kept it forced down; she would know the reason for it, but Twilight might think it was disgust. “I did. A couple times, actually. I ended up dating one guy and two girls for a while in college. One lasted for most of a year, then she went back home and I stayed here.”

“How’d you find out that you liked girls, too?”

Cadance blushed, knowing full well that the reasons why were still Twilight’s school principals. Perhaps, to help not make things unreasonably awkward, she decided to omit some information. “I- a girl in my class had a crush on me. We ended up hanging out, and she asked to kiss me, so I… did. It was really nice.”

“Oh.” Twilight remained thoughtful as they continued on in their walk. “Did- did you prefer one over the other?”

“Oh, that’s- that’s hard, Twilight. I don’t know,” Cadance said. “I was looking for different things whenever I was with them. It would just be what it was, I guess. If I liked a guy, or a girl, I just did.”

“But still, when you were… you know… with them- girls. Were you glad of the choice you made?”

Cadance smiled. “I always was glad of it. I like being with men, but girls… they’re just a little softer. More considerate. I guess it depends, Twilight, sometimes it’s just about maturity.”

“Oh. OK, then.”

Cadance looked down at the still-blushing young woman and began to laugh. “Why? One of your friends caught your eye? They’re all very pretty. Think you might have a hook-up before you go to college?”

“Oh, stop!” Twilight turned a deep red and couldn’t bear to look anywhere but the ground. “I mean, it’s one of my friends, but- I don’t know what I think just yet.”

Cadance laughed even more, pulling Twilight close as she tried to comfort the young girl. “Feelings can definitely be confusing, so don’t worry too much about it. Just let them come naturally, and deal with them as they come.”

“But Cadance, if- if I really do feel that way about them, what do I do? I don’t want to ruin a friendship, it’s one of the closest I have!”

“You can always try. Or you don’t have to, too,” Cadance answered. “That’s something you’ll have to figure out yourself. It’s never an easy thing.”

“I certainly wish it was,” the young girl moaned.

“So do I!” Cadance agreed. “Just remember that no matter what you do, I’m here for you whenever you need me. I always will be.”

“Thank you, Cadance. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you,” Twilight looked up at her mentor with adoration in her gaze.

“I’m proud of you. You’re a beautiful young woman, inside and out,” Cadance said, holding Twilight to her side. “I’m glad I’m with you.”

They continued on for some time before they both departed, eager to see each other again before it was too late. Summer was on its way, and it would not be long for those last partings would finally come. Cadance knew it would be here before too long, and hoped that she could last until it was done. Twilight would be fine without her.

“And you’re sure you can’t make it?”

Cadance severely wished she could answer differently. The truth tore at her like a knife imbedded in her heart, but she could answer no other way.

“I’m really sorry, Twilight, honest,” she said, “but I won’t be able to make it to your graduation. I’ll try to be there for the party- promise! But Crystal Prep’s ceremony begins just a bit after your school’s, and- I’m the principal, I probably have to be there.”

“Yeah. Maybe just a bit,” Twilight replied. “I understand, and I’ll miss seeing you there.”

“I will be at your graduation party, though, Twilight. You can count on that,” she added.

“I know. I believe you.”

Silence fell, and Cadance found herself in a whirlwind of emotions. What could she do? What should she do? Twilight was in her thoughts all the time now, and the thought of not being there at the biggest moment of her life yet was tortuous. She had to make it up to her, not just by being at her party, but some other way. Should she try to deal with her feelings beforehand and set them aside, should she try to talk it over with Twilight? That would be dangerous, particularly since it would likely backfire. That was a stupid idea, really stupid-

“So, what do you think, Cadance?”

Twilight had said more than one thing in the past few moments and she hadn’t even noticed. “Oh my- I’m sorry, Twilight! I spaced out and didn’t even hear you! Give me just a second,” Cadance said. She resettled herself in her loveseat, making sure to turn off the TV before she took a breath. “Alright. Start from the beginning, I’m listening this time, I promise.”

“You remember the night out we had a few weeks ago?”

“Of course I do. I enjoyed every minute of it,” Cadance answered.

“Well… do you remember me asking about how to deal with- umm, talking to one of my friends? About how I felt? And I wasn’t sure what to do?”

“Yes, I do. Have you spent any time thinking about it?”

“I did. I think I’m going to tell her,” Twilight admitted.

“That’s great! See? You’ve got the confidence to do it, I knew you did!” Cadance cried, though she felt her heart in tatters. It was really selfish of her; Twilight deserved someone younger, as fresh and pure as she was. “I know that you wouldn’t make that choice unless you were one-hundred percent certain, so I know you’re making a smart choice.”

“Thanks,” Twilight said, her voice tinged with a nervous giggle. “I’m not really completely certain, actually. I just don’t know if I can just let it go by without saying something. You know what I mean?”

“Just sits on you too heavily, huh?” Cadance guessed shrewdly.

Twilight truly laughed this time. “Yeah. I’m trying to think of a way of going about it, too, and I’m not great at it. When I was with my ex, it just sort of- happened. But now I’m a little uncertain.”

“Each time is different. Sometimes you’re confident, and sometimes not. I’m sure you’ll figure it out. And I know whoever it is will love to have you.”

“Are you sure?”

“You’re not doubting yourself again, are you?”

“I- not really, Cadance, I’m just- she’s so confident, and graceful and beautiful and I feel just so inexperienced. Like I’m a little naïve.”

“Twilight? You’re worrying too much,” Cadance replied. “Just go talk to them. If it goes well, great! If not, I’ll be here if you need a shoulder to cry on.”

“OK. Well…”

“Twilight? Do it in person. It’s the easiest way to deal with it, since you can’t really back out,” Cadance said. “And, if you’re nervous, be one-on-one. You’ll feel better that way, especially if you’re uncertain they’ll reciprocate.”

“OK. Thank you so much, Cadance. You’ve been the world to me.”

“Good luck, beautiful lady. I’m sure they’ll say yes.”

Cadance sat the phone down and found herself promptly bawling. So close, so close! It was such a selfish thought and she knew it, but these stupid feelings of hers had only gotten in the way! It was so stupid to think of it- Twilight would look for someone her own age or close to it, not someone way older! No one thought like that, nobody did! Even Cadance knew full well she shouldn’t be lusting so deeply for someone so young. It would be seen as weird, creepy, illicit- even wrong, though they both were adults. But she had wanted it so badly, they’d even kissed…

Cadance, still covered in her tears, headed for the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine and a good jug of ice cream. She felt like a pity party was in order for tonight, even if it was the dumbest, most immature, most girlish thing she could do. She needed it.

Monday night went by slowly, Cadance too unhappy for sleep to take hold of her. It was a dreadful, somewhat hungover Tuesday morning that came to greet her, and she did what she could to weary her way through it. The night came and went more quickly this time, though the heaviness on her heart would not dissipate yet. Wednesday passed, then Thursday. Friday came and Cadance found herself busy with meetings and event notices, trying to put the finishing touches on whatever she needed to for Crystal Prep’s graduation. The next week up would see Graduation come at last, and then whatever else came after… like Twilight’s grad party!

Cadance groaned and buried her face in her hands, the week’s misery having driven any thought of it out of her mind completely- the thought of having to attend, what had once been a pleasure, was now a horrible one. She would be there with Twilight, with no way to deal with her own feelings, and –to make matters worse- she would have to see Twilight with another girl! If she had any sense or actual affection for the young woman at all, Cadance would be happy for them both- but she felt selfish, and ashamed of her selfishness. Why couldn’t she just be a normal person and be attracted to someone her own age? This whole thing was stupid.

The intercom on her desk suddenly flared to life, Cadance’s secretary making a sudden call. “Ms. Cadance, your two p.m. appointment is here to see you,” she said. “Should I let them in?”

“Give me just a second,” Cadance said thickly, trying to prevent tears from appearing and ruining her mascara. “Yes, send them in, please.”

The door began to turn and Cadance took a deep breath, trying to regain some self-control. Her emotions had to be buried- now and for all time. If she became a wreck now, it would be disastrous for the school and her secret might even slip out if she began to talk-

“Cadance? Is everything alright?”

Her eyes went wide at the sound of that voice. “Twilight!” she cried, stunned to see the young girl here. “What- what are you doing here? It’s still school hours, shouldn’t you be back at Canter-”

“Early day,” Twilight explained, trembling as she took a seat. “We just did rehearsals today, that’s all. I’ve been free for a while.”

“Well- well that’s great! Twilight, you didn’t have to make an appointment with the office to see me, you know that!” she said. “What’s the matter, what can I help you with?”

Twilight was nervous, even an oblivious fool could see that. She looked at Cadance- then her gaze quickly darted away, peering this way and that. “I- I don’t-”

Cadance’s inner turmoil was set aside immediately. Something was wrong. “Twilight, are you OK? Are you in trouble?”

Twilight shook her head. “Cadance, I’m- I’m really sorry, but…”

Of course. Her crush. “Twilight, it’s alright. Did they say no or did your nerves just give out? It’s going to be OK, either way-”

“No, it’s- it’s not that, I promise,” Twilight said, cutting through her words. “I- I, umm…”

Cadance’s heart skipped a beat. Not possible. She regarded Twilight a little more now, something that should have been obvious now occurring to her. Twilight’s clothing was different, not the typical casual, somewhat conservative outfits she often had on: a loose, rather thin button-up with the top button left undone to reveal the beginnings of cleavage, the shirt rolled up to reveal just a hint of a smooth, pure skin; a short skirt- no, a very short skirt that only went a small ways down her leg, allowing plenty of thigh to be seen, and –if she’d been in the right position- allowing her panties to be seen. Twilight’s body was gleaming, shining beams of what looked to be perspiration having formed across her, revealing… further.

Cadance kept herself steady. She didn’t want to be wrong, nor could she afford to. But just maybe…

“I don’t know how to start,” Twilight said weakly.

Cadance reached out and squeezed Twilight’s hand in a comforting gesture. “Take your time. I’m listening.”

“Umm… Cadance, did I ever tell you why me and my ex broke up?” she began.

Cadance fell flat. “Only a little bit, why?” she asked in a dulled voice.

“Well, I know it said it just sort of happened,” Twilight said, each word seeming to come at a snail’s pace, “and it did, it really did. But… well, on my birthday. I said I thought he was going to kiss me, and- he did, but it wasn’t all- all that great.”

“OK…”

“We kept going for a little while, and he got jealous about something, and we talked it out. I just didn’t- didn’t find him that attractive anymore, and I admitted I didn’t like how he felt when we kissed,” Twilight continued, her face no longer red but instead a ghostly white.

“Alright. And why is that? Don’t do a thing. Don’t you dare.

Twilight finally found it in her to look Cadance in the eye, though every inch of her seemed to be terrified. “Well- whenever we did, he just- kept coming up short. To- to the kiss I had with you. And I realized that I liked kissing you more. And I wanted to kiss you again.”

Cadance could hardly believe it. After all that time, all that effort, all the twists and turns and sudden surprises and tears- it was out. Now what on earth was she going to do?

“Twilight..?”

“I- I have a crush,” Twilight stammered, taking a gulp and trying again. “I have a crush on you, Cadance. I think you’re really attractive and I want to go out with you. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever met, and I can't help it.”

Oh my god. It was too good to be true- and Cadance knew she couldn’t do a thing about it. “Twilight, I…”

“I know it’s crazy, and you’d probably get in trouble if we started dating,” Twilight continued, “but I kept dreaming about kissing you one more time. And maybe… doing more. I just wanted to say in case you felt the same way.”

Cadance stared, not really certain where to begin. She wanted to cry out in triumph, she wanted to do a million things, and she could do none of them. She was trapped by politics, comfort, and position. “Twilight, listen to me very carefully,” she said. “I feel the same way. I think you’re beautiful and wonderful and I enjoyed kissing you, too.”

“Really?!” Twilight looked delighted, then her expression quickly changed. “But…”

“But Twilight, it’s too risky,” Cadance said, feeling a heat growing inside her. She began to pace back and forth, trying to get her words in order. “I think you’re gorgeous and sweet and wonderful, I really do.”

Twilight rose to her feet, walking around the desk and trying to put a hand on Cadance. “Cadance, please, just- just one-”

“I want to, Twilight, oh heaven help me I want to, to feel you against me and- and all of it, but I just am scared that- what if we get caught, or- or something goes wrong or someone starts asking-”

“Oh will you just shut up and kiss me?!”

Cadance could hold on no longer and took Twilight in a ravishing embrace, kissing her so fiercely that she could feel Twilight lose her breath. She was upon the younger woman in an instant, kissing her madly, passionately, wonderfully. Slamming Twilight against the wall, the two became one and could not take their hands off one another, each kiss and caress eliciting moans of passion and delight. Cadence held Twilight firmly, forcing her tongue deep into the girl’s mouth and the two of them entered into a dance of tongue and saliva, a messy, beautiful cascade of lips and tongue and intertwined lust that had been held dormant for so long. Twilight’s hands went to Cadance’s magnificent breasts, squeezing as though out of instinct, her muffled squeaks of delight becoming higher in pitch with each stroke Cadance blew against the insides of her mouth; Cadance’s hands were already busy, one held fast on Twilight’s cheeks while the other ripped at her skirt and plunged into her panties, her fingers finding the clit and going quickly to work. Their bodies were merged together in a magnificent display of unfiltered Sapphic passion, Cadance’s own moans of delight coming to rise, bidden by a lust that had been held dormant for oh, so long-

Suddenly Twilight pushed back hard against Cadance, the sudden end to their moment bringing Cadance to shock. A thick string of drool still held between them and she wanted to reach out for it and suck it down-

“Twilight, what the hell-”

“Cadance, the window!” Twilight gasped. “It’s open, someone could see-”

“Oh, shit!” Cadance gave a hiss and slammed the blinds down, the moment that had been so exquisite, so wonderful, now over. That was close. Much, much, MUCH too close.

They took a moment to recover themselves, each a gasping mess that still shuddered with their own personal lust. Cadance’s fingers were sticky with Twilight’s juices- her work had been so magnificent, so good that there was already a small stain on Twilight’s skirt. Each of them eyed the other with such forceful passion that it took a great effort for them to not simply start up again and continue.

“Maybe this isn’t the time or place,” Twilight said.

“It’s not. But… maybe tonight? My place?” Cadance suggested, taking Twilight into her arms with no attempt at hiding her desire. “I’ll show you the best time of your life.”

“It’s a deal,” Twilight grinned, relaxing her head gently against Cadance’s chest. “Oh, Cadance, that- that was… thank you.”

“I’ll see you tonight. Come by around seven,” Cadance said. “Does that sound good to you?”

“Definitely.” Twilight looked up at Cadance, her eyes glowing. “One last kiss before I go?”

Cadance took her time, forcing Twilight’s mouth open and drawing out her tongue, giving it several long, deep sucks that brought a moan of deepest satisfaction from the young woman, Twilight’s eyes hazy as she let the moment end. “Oh my god…”

“There’s more where that came from,” Cadance teased, pushing Twilight towards the door. “See you tonight.”

As soon as Twilight disappeared through the door, Cadance gave a small squeal of delight and jumped up and down, her emotions having reduced her to little more than a young girl. She looked down at her fingers, still dripping wet from their exploration into Twilight- she sucked them dry, giving a small sigh at the wonderful taste that seemed to melt in her mouth. Oh, the fun they would have tonight!

Author's Note

Relax. We're getting there.

Keep reading, if you're interested.