Burst of Logic

by Vis-a-Viscera

Rating: mature
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Porn, Sunburst, Sex
Length: 7929

Sunburst discovers Twilight's knowledge isn't the only expansive thing about her. Or himself...

Twilight Sparkle and Sunburst have a lot to make up for in the wake of the Trivia Trot event that cost the former her chance at a hat-trick victory and the latter his chance at his question-winning pedigree. With the cider flowing from Twilight's reconciliatory party, however, they both find themselves questioning the constraints of their positions, their single status, and just why they haven't been pouring over each other from the start. Their raunchy night only gets more interesting from there...

Pic credit goes to Sugarless Paints, originally made as a promo piece for the Valencuck's Day Pack 2020.

Thanks to Steel Quill and Milk and Honey for pre-reading.

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WARNING: ♫ What do we do with a drunken Sunburst ♫ What do we do with a drunken Sunburst ♫ What do we do with a drunken Sunburst ♫ eaaaaaarly in the morning ♫
KINK WARNING: Male x Fem ♦ Creampie ♦ Size/Cum Expansion ♦ Oral ♦ Vaginal ♦ Multiple Positions ♦ Second Time Jitters ♦ And A Very-Non-Trivial Pursuit of Happiness

Published 2020-07-13 19:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2020-07-13 19:00:00 UTC

Hot to (Trivia) Trot

Headmare Twilight Sparkle wasn’t focused on procedure all the time. Sometimes, even she could relax.

Hence why she and the rest of Trivia Trot’s contestants were at the Canterlot Castle canteen as Twilight's treat, in a room she’d spent an hour preparing for them. After all, the invitation from a Princess of Friendship was hard to ignore. (Also, Rule 23.3 of Trivia Trot: in case of hosts refusing, the next-highest positioned contestant can choose the venue of celebration!)

And with several of the draperies from that trivia tournament now spanning the walls of this spacious hall, she’d even managed to keep to theme in a way a certain unicorn of fashion would find ‘smashing!’ (Thanks to Rule 13: All post-competition events focusing on Trivia Trot must be clearly marked with the same color motifs and logos!)

After all, who wouldn’t want to come to an event like this after the fiasco Twilight brought? And all because of her burning need to win a third consecutive victory at the Hay Burger where the contest had been held? (Rule 8: In lieu of full payment for damages or distress incurred during a Trivia Trot competition, the cost can be offset with a party to commemorate the affected parties!)

It even gave Twilight a chance to keep some of her friends away from each other's throats, as Applejack and Dash were helpfully serving out appletinis. Both of their actions were a bit cheerier than they’d normally be considering Applejack’s floundering on the question centering around the very apples spritzing her glasses. Twilight would have been with them, but her position as the host of this party meant she had to maintain a position at the main table.

And Pinkie Pie was her own bubbly self as well, spinning with the stream of champagne falling out from the bottle between her hooves as she arced across the room. “Woohoo! Trivia Trot Tequila, ready for consumptiooooon!” she yelled.

“Sure is a nice thing you’re doing for everypony else, Twilight!” chirped Spike, wings aflutter as he munched down on the plate of crisps he’d gotten several minutes earlier. “I knew you’d be able to show you can be chill about this game!”

Twilight sighed as she panned over the landscape, for once ignoring the dusting of crumbs spraying onto the spread from Spike’s speech. “It’s literally the least a Princess should do, Spike.” Only a glass of cider was before her, and much as the amethyst alicorn wanted to down it, these ponies chatting and drinking around her came first. Especially after all she’d done to try and screw them. In a trivia competition? Some embodiment of friendship she was.

If there was anything a number one assistant was good at, however, it was scouting out doubts in the downcast eyes of Twilight Sparkle. “Aw, come on, Twi,” he piped up, settling onto the table’s lip. “So you didn’t get your hat-trick! They’re not gonna think any less of you!”

“No, Spike...” A weak smile was all Twilight could send back to Spike at that moment. “But I do.” Especially considering how often she’d imagined her and Sunburst doing fantastic collaborations like this together. She’d wanted to win, yes, but she’d also wanted to see why Starlight Glimmer had been friends with him so long. See what makes that brain of his whirr. See just how it’d feel to be wrapped around this wunderkind, lips around him as she kissed the knowledge out-

Twilight perished, buried, and bolted from the thought. Also, she trampled out the urge to sorcerous summon some parchment and put in writing why she wasn’t given over to that calculating mindset. She would show she could loosen up, that it wasn’t all about competition, that she could have fun without fractions threading through her head like so many parasprites.

And besides, she thought as she looked at Fluttershy and Bulk Biceps, the power of friendship could still carry the night! She could still prove to be the uniter she should have been during that game day. She just had to smile, wave, and let them find their true links as she had with Pinkie at the end of Trivia Trot. Certainly an achievable task; simple, too! Twilight planned (No. Just… hoped,) to make everything right before the next rising of the sun-

“Am I actually allowed to attend this party, Twilight? Or were you planning to disqualify me halfway through eating here too?”

Drooping orange mohawk, rust-covered coat, and a brain that showed no such rust itself! Yes, Sunburst did get her memo! Twilight Sparkle’s heart thrummed with joy at his arrival, and just in time!

His mane, unkempt as the stray strings made it look, was still immaculately shiny and full-boded; ust like his star-studded robes whistling in the wind the door’s threshold let in. The glitter in his green eyes was only improved by the shiny spectacles resting in front of them. And the white coating down his legs made him stand out in the ground like a candle; one that sparked a fire within Twilight not felt in years!

-wait, was he not happy to be here? Twilight’s mind finally recollected just what this amazing stallion had said as he’d trotted in. Well if there was any time to show her newfound willingness to not leave her life to a list, now was it.

To the new invitee, Twilight spoke. “N-no, Sunburst. I just.. wanted to make sure you headed back to the Empire on a happier note than before!” Her legs trembled. It wasn’t from the alcohol, she knew that; alicorn anatomy was resistant to a lot more than just physical sluggishness. Though, she thought as she flew over to Sunburst, heady buzz generously goosebumping the skin under her violet fleece, that may not be as bottomless a resistance as I thought.

A chuckle did help settle down her thumping heart, though. “Don’t worry, Twilight,” said Sunburst, tugging at his tuft of beard in the way only Twilight and one other Element knew was due to him commanding a conversation. “I saw the amazing sacrifice you did for Pinkie.”

Right down to 0-points to let Pinkie finish the Trivia Trot competition with her. Yet Twilight’s only regret was not doing it sooner. “It was nothing,” the Princess of Friendship lied, blushing slightly. Whether it was over her temporary stiffing of the pink party pony or being so close to this stallion as his minty breath washed over her, she couldn’t say. Nevertheless, she took a step back.

“Besidies, I was only half-ribbing. Somepony did think your fuss was worth mentioning, but it wasn’t me,” added Sunburst.

“Who?” Twilight’s sight panned over the rest of the attendants in the ballroom. Behind one purple-shrouded table, Rainbow Dash and Applejack were laughing as they recalled the cyan pegasus’ answer to the question asked only hours before. “A-and I actually said it was Spitfire! I had her on the brain so much, I said s-she inspired me to make my first Rainboom!” chortled Dash, tablecloth dancing under her pounding hoof. Couldn’t be her or Applejack, they’d sooner go back-first into a cactus patch than gossip about Twilight like that behind her back.

The other tables weren’t showing anyone sulking either. Maud and Mud were busy feeling her pet rock, their bottle of cider untouched. Across from them, Bulk was trying to do the same for Fluttershy's pet rabbit Angel. Yet, if possible, Angel was even less receptive to the hulking pegasus’ attempt to nudge the horse d'oeuvres to his maw than the piece of granite.

And past Fluttery’s sheepish yet reassuring grin at the spectacle, Dr. Hooves and Matilda were whooping it up over the news orb the stallion had brought, Cranky only waking up when his hoof lightly brushed against the plasma sphere and sprung his hair on end.

Possible hospital trip for Cranky aside, Twilight could not see anypony who’d make such a snipe to anyone’s face but her own? Who would be at the center of such a developme-

“Uh, Twilight? It was my mom,” Sunburst pointed out.

“Stellar? Stellar Flare’s here?” Suddenly Twilight was scared of breaking her neck with how fast it was swirling about looking for the rust-red fringe of Stellar Flare.

“Not exactly, and it’s only by Glimmer’s quick thinking that I’m not heading back with her,” admitted the unicorn. Again, his glasses were pushed up to the bridge of his snout, “Which is why I came, Twilight! To… apologize again for trying to get you disqualified, and… in hopes we could talk some shop?”

Looking to the continuing party (and Pinkie nearly flying past them on her fizzling bottle-rocket of pressurized cider) Twilight smiled. “I'd… like that very much, Sunburst.”

As they moved to the table, the party seemed to be in full swing, even though Twilight’s eyes never left her newest guest. Not when Bulk was stumbling around them as Angel attacked his short mane, shouting “YAAAAAAAH!” Or when Dr. Hooves was keeping his plasma sphere aloft through increasingly desperate forehoof bops, as Matilda and Cranky tried to help him keep the artifact from shattering on the ground. Or even when Applejack’s back-slaps to Dash got so heavy with her increasing inebriation that it eventually sent the cyan pegasus through the table.

SImply put, there would have to be a procedure in place to tackle all that. And this was a time for Sparkle to relax. Especially in the turquoise pools that were Sunburst’s eyes.

~~~ Four Glasses Later ~~~

All was going well for the Princess of Friendship on the fourth glass of cider. Twilight even laughed at seeing the mini-food fight Applejack and Rainbow Dash were engaged in, despite Fluttershy’s attempts to stop it. Angel was Spike’s problem now, though he was far less encumbered by the fuming cottonball’s biting than Bulk was. In fact, Angel was swinging off his scaled arm as Spike bobbed and weaved in the air to try and catch the still-rocketing Pinkie Pie.

Speaking of the hulking pegasus, Cranky and Matilda were busy encircling him with both bandages and tales of the potential jobs he could go for that were present in their days. Bulk… looked for all the world like he’d rather take up round two with the mad rabbit over hearing them.

Twilight and Sunburst, well… ‘Ha ha! And then what did Stellar say, assuming y’coul-hic! - could hear her speak with her snout that high in the - hic! - air?” chortled Twilight.

Sunburst’s buzz was more over his drinking buddy’s joyousness than his own approaching tolerance limit. “Straight from Mom’s muzzle, yeah. She said that I should stand up for myself more, that I’m somehow...intimidated by you!”

“Why’d anyone be scared of me?” asked the alicorn. “Little Miss-hic!- Headgiv… Headmare Twilight?”

The bronze-coated unicorn could think of several centaurs, dragonequuses, and best friends who’d write the list of what made her intimidating. But the reason he’d stayed was to see deeper into Twilight.

...Twilight’s mind. Yes. Her mind, as any scholar would chomp at the bit to do. “Probably because you’re successful and single-minded at everything you do.”

Twilight rolled her eyes - and nearly her rump off the chair - as she resumed facing Sunburst. A dopey smile accompanied her next words. “And-hic!-and I suppose I’d just drag you off to some corner of Hay Burger and spank you if you screwed me earlier today too, huh-hic!”

“Yeah, well, that’s what she said.” Sunburst would spend the rest of his fifth helping of cider wondering why Twilight was laughing so hard. That was what his mother had uttered, wasn’t it?

~~~ Three Later Glasses ~~~

“And faster…, oh, Sunburst, faster… then anypony could say ‘Sweet Mother of Sunbutt’, the other me was gone! Just ollied out, in the middle of the library!” A chuckle rumbled from her throat. “I loved it!”

Sunbursts’ muscles strained as he tried to keep himself clear of mind. The room was twirling at the edges of his mind, but he was certain his strength would see him through. After all, his mind was still honed perfectly on the task. He was not buzzed enough to do anything embarrassing yet. “Hey, you want to know about Starlight and I got up to on our last visit?”

“Oooh, I can guess.”

“Guarantee you can’t.” Not only because Twilight looked like up and down were fast becoming a challenge for her, but because she was doing more than guessing with her motions toward him. Frantically, Sunburst looked around for any saviors. Dash and Pinkie were too busy spraying the efforts of another bottle of cider over themselves, and AJ was leading a conga line now, the unconscious Spike now draped on her head instead of her Stetson hat.

“Oh come on, mare like Starlight, so eager to get over Our Town…” purred Twilight. “Bet she-hic!-brought the staff back for you to do your own cutie mark tampering, didn’t she?”

“Seriously Twilight, this is why you were last today in Trivia Trot….” Sunburst tried to deflect. Especially from the fact it was Starlight who’d insisted on using the Staff on that part of her.

“Oh.” Twilight’s pouted. “Then maybe you could bring it for use on my-”

Sunburst slammed his glass into the table so hard a hairline crack appeared in its lid. It was drink number seven for him. His muscles stood out prominently among his coat now due to his Rockhoof-level attempt to keep his faculties straight. Which only meant all the more rippling skin for Twilight to “oooh” over, apparently unfazed by Sunburst’s attempt to jar her out of her stupor.

Surely Twilight would give out eventually; there was no way she could match him drink-for-drink now. One more glass, tops, Sunburst reassured himself.

~~~ Lasses Tater Gen ~~~

Sunburst had to concur, Trixie’s butt was cute. But he’d had no clue how Twilight had seen it; let alone twice in the position she described. For it to happen, she’d have to have seen the showmare literally face-down in the dirt, and Trixie never seemed that clumsy.

As he struggled upright, though, his own equilibrium started betraying him; nearly taking the tablecloth with him as he tipped over. A sorcerous snap of purple light later, and Sunburst was caught before he hit the ground… around the middle of his barrel.

This backward arch also meant he was fully exposed to Twilight. Between her pawing at him and the endorphin rush from the blood evacuating his midsection, Twilight could see something bubbling in Sunburst’s lower body besides the cider. “Oh shit, Sunburst,” whispered the alicorn. “No wonder Stellar wanted you back. Half the Empire’s clits must be in mourning right now.”

Sunburst’s eyes rose only slightly at the expletive leaving Twilight’s red-dusted muzzle. Then he actually followed where her eyes led. Two folds of star-studded sea-green robes flashed over his lower body, Sunburst now sharing Twilight’s reddened complexion for different reasons. “Well… I mean ,Twilight, I’m not… this was just…”

“No need to -hic!- worry, Sunburst,” hissed Twilight, her horn aglow with purple light. “I’m not in the mood for any more liquid in my upper lips. Let’s go.”

Sunburst’s vision swam, but even he had to chuckle. Even now, Twilight was cracking silly puns. Within seconds, both he and Twilight were laughing as they struggled to their hooves, Twilight all too eager to wrap her forehooves around him for the pull-up.

But Sunburst was happy. To be around so jubilant a pony as her, to inhale her berry-rich scent, and to be reassured nothing untoward would happen.

No way the Princess was in the mood for anything raunchy with refrains like th-

~~~ We Now Cut To Our Regularly Scheduled Plot ~~~

Sunburst untangled himself from the tousled covers. Of course he’d fallen over, hadn’t he? Even now, he was such a klutz in the face of a pony he was trying to impress. Maybe Stellar was righ-

Then the white-tipped legs of Sunburst struck the cushiony floor. His train of thought stalled, starting to realize he may not have been in the ballroom with half the attendants about to laugh at him. Not that he could’ve seen them, as his glasses were gone too. Soft lumps of cushions were beside him; which he wondered if they would’ve been better placed on the chair he wa-

“-oh my this is a bed,” he finally realized. And he was not alone in it, either. The rustling of sheets two inches from his revealed the purple mane of his companion. Twilight, despite the knots and ruffles in her normally immaculate mane, looked like she was about to jump on the bed instead of rising from it.

So it fell to her voice to provide that tantalizing rise. “Morning, sunshine.”

“Twi-?!” Sunburst’s attempt to leap up in surprise caused his sore muscles to protest. And wow, were they selling-ice-to-Yakyakistan-levels of convincing today, his twitching flop back to the bed almost a relief to his stinging form. “Can I ask what-”

“Certainly! I’m pumped to see if you can do it again before the sun comes up,” she interrupted.

Thankfully, only the etchings of daylight breaking through the curtain of night greeted Sunburst’s frantic pan of the windows. Cloudsdale pegasi be praised. “What are we doing he-”

“You’re taking the night off after a rather… spirited performance, silly.” Twilight giggled. “I even made notes on it, too - it was that interesting!”

White hooves slid down Sunburst’s face in sinking dread. He had made a plothole of himself tonight, just his luck. “Look Twilight; if it’s trouble-starting I can handle it; just tell me who els-”

“ I was planning on telling your mother, Sunburst,” Sunburst drew back from the bed-headed Twilight, only to stop at her next words. “...but what made you think you did something wrong?”

“I… I didn’t?”

“You… really don’t remember.” For the first time in hours, Twilight’s frowned. “I suppose I understand. I was a unicorn too, so… I mean, that’s why I liked seeing you like that, and...” Sunburst could see the lump fighting its way down Twilight’s throat at this.

“Twilight, I don’t blame you fo-”

“No. If you really don’t remember last night, then one thing is clear; I... acted selfishly. I should have made sure your head was in the game. And as Equestrian royalty, an Element, and your friend, I’ll make it right for you like I did Pinkie.” The sides of her mouth twitched up, but only for a second. “Well, maybe not exactly like her.”

“H-how?” Curiosity over the alicorn’s intent beat out the need to know why she was doing it. Perhaps through it, Sunburst would find out anyway.

“There's only one thing to do, Sun,” And Twilight started pulling herself from the sheets clinging to her body like a second coat. Was she sweating that much? Is she sick? Sunburst’s mind reeled at the implication of her (potential) incapacitation. Quickly he scrambled for remedies, spells, healing pout-

“We need to do this again.”

Sunburst was startled back to reality. “Re-retrace our steps?” Sunburst stammered. “We could probably get the news from the others downstairs, but I’m not sure-”

“I’m blitzed, Sunny, not blackout drunk. I may not have full control of my body, but nothing knocks out an alicorn’s memory.” Twilight braced her forehooves on the cavity on her four-poster bed’s sheets, turning her back to him. “And considering this was what we were up to, I’ve never been happier.”

Sunburst choked up as he faced Twilight again. The alicorn was at the edge of the bed now. But his attention wasn’t on her bit lip as she looked back at him through half-mast eyes. Another set of lips, stuffed full of glittering white, was what filled his mind.

Twilight had been creampied. That he even remembered this term was due to Glimmer and her way-too-expert tongue. But it fit perfectly, much like the spunk packed in her swollen snatch. Her pink flower trying to close its petals around the prize and failing, only to dress it up with more droplets of arousal.

And a peek around the last wad of sheets showed the culprit of this; his sheath was still soft and sensitive against the sheets he could now guess were cum-stained. But every inch of it was still sensitive in a way no self-imposed hoofwork could make it.

“My goodness... Twilight, I’m sorry, I didn’t think~I”

“My apologies, Sunburst: I know I tend to ramble myself, but d’ya really think I’m doing this for the morning exercise?” Twilight’s rearlegs jutted closer to the startled stallion. “Well, then it’s time I helped you remember. But I can’t do it with this chalkboard full of white.” Back came that tempting grin. “So brush it out, teacher.”

Great Amore. Twilight knew we had sex. She knew and she’s okay with it an-whabuhwhat?! Sunbursts cotton-thick feeling in his mouth did not abate as his jaw flexed. “You.. want me to...”

A long scroll ended up bopping off his head. Gazing over it, Sunburst’s mind finally clicked. “O...okay, Twilight. I… didn’t know you were so thorough over our last session. Or… so composed with all the “more” and “breed me”s you placed throughout.” Or how nonexistent his resistance to cleaning out cum from the Princess of Friendship’s pussy had been.

Parchment helpfully floating next to Twilight, Sunset heaved himself to all fours. Again, Twilight’s tail flagged out to show Sunburst’s hoofiwork. He swallowed thickly again. ”Right. I can do this. Just like before.”

He leaned forward, and welp that was too quick; his horn stabbed at the puckered hole just above the intended target. Twilight shivered, but in a far more shocked way than before.

“No experimenting while I’m full of the last experiment’s solution!” Then in a lighter voice, “It’s note 69.1.”

“Oh… well, nice.” Sunburst pulled back. Steeled himself once more. Resolved to find out, again, what Twilight found so funny. After his hoof pointed out to meet Twilight’s quenched quim. Folds trembled under the light pressure, and Sunburst smoothed back his mane from his eyes, rawpenny locks settling as he nestled closer to the aroused alicorn.

“Hmmm…” hummed Twilight, her gaze not leaving the scroll. “Closer….” The second Sunburst complied, Twilight's forelegs shifted as the first dollops of cum spurted out onto his similarly colored hooves.

Suddenly, Sunburst’s back straightened out sharply, turquoise eyes narrowing as his turgid cock found itself between two fondling purple hooves. “Holy shit, Twilig-”

With surprising flexibility, Twilight’s left foreleg lifted up and closed over Sunburst’s mouth just before her name fell from his mouth. The other kept stirring at this increasingly rigid stallionhood. “Not so looooud…” Twilight whined at Sunburst’s whinny. “Just b’cause my brain’s eidetic doesn’t mean it’s illi...invis...indivi..”

“Don’t worry, Twilight - I get it.” Sunburst replied, his voice now a whisper as her ears and leg flopped down again. And in her far more relaxed position, the Princess of Friendship with Benefits went back to work on Sunburst’s shaft with her backlegs

The smooth keratin of Twilight’s rearhooves went back to working over his shaft, nursing out his limp cock from his sheath. Sunburst was quickly getting an object lesson in coitophilia here, and his head was still too clouded over with worry to fully dive into her pearly gates.

“I… can’t get to this… with you…” he struggled to get out, his hooves fanning at his chest to alleviate the stress.

“Then use a different muscle, Suncock.” whispered Twilight. Sunburst thought he’d burn his fur with the hot rush flushing his face. Then she turned to her list. “Besides, a tongue in the twat beats a hoof in the hatch. Note 4.”

It explained so much, and yet so little, that Twilight even notarized the best ways to get her off. Sunburst let out a breathy sigh - another thing he realized spurted out more thick sperm from the clit his exhalation washed over. Twilight's loins clenched over the thrilling tingle, her abused nerves relaxing in Sunburst’s bated breath. “Yes…” she called over her shoulder.

Sunburst paused at this point. It couldn’t have come at a worse time, but he’d remembered Starlight Glimmer. One of his best friends, one he was meeting for skewers and song later. And here he was, about to slurp out her teacher’s folds. But as soon as the thought came, Sunburst blinked it away as he realized it was likely just for experimentation. Like Twilight seemed to want to do. Like everymare seemed to want to do for him.

But now was a time for him to be more than just some fussed-over flask in a workroom. Now he could actually blow the mind of the Princess of Friendship. And with that groundswell of confidence back, Sunburst shot forward, his tongue brushed against her sopping clit.

His tongue pulsed at the first sensation of cold cum lathering his tongue. But it was salty and sweet and much like melted ice cream, and he focused on that and not the moaning alicorn’s mutterings of how cum always tasted better going out than coming in and - wait, that was note three?! How long had they been at this?

Apparently, enough for Princess Twilight to start experimenting with new ways to get off on this angle. The dock of her tail pulled to one side around his horn, flexed as he flicked his tongue in her pussy. Pillowy buns clenched around his horn, and the sparks from it flickered entrancingly on her violet fur. Twilight was humping against his face as his mouth thrust against her labia, her outer pussylips now spit-shined clean.

Sunburst knew this probably wasn’t his best pearl-diving session. He was awkward, fatigued, frantic over a million different factors he hadn’t prepared for. But Twilight wasn’t complaining, or if she had, really needed to relay her thoughts in something other than sultry gasps and mewls.

“Deeper...” Sunburst obeyed the purred request, slurped at her folds sloppily. Twilight’s pussy was twitching over him, allowing him to catch every drop of cum that fell out from between her legs. Her hooves were still sliding up and down on his cock, the tip and medial ring being pushed and prodded.

“Don’t stop, Suncock...” she throatily begged. Even now, Sunburst could imagine Twilight’s tongue was flipping out her gaping maw, her lewd expression darkened in lust.

Sunburst wanted to care that Twilight’s motions were a little too harsh, thankfully not leaving marks on the sensitive skin of his cock. But every time he tried to broker a complaint, more creamy sap sloshed into his muzzle, or Twilight’s keening made him close his eyes in rapture, or his tongue listlessly flagged against her pussy. Something which Twilight especially loved.

But the slow burn turned into a raging tempest as Sunburst’s tongue finally delved its deepest into the alicorn’s juicy fruit. Twilight shuddered hard at this point, her front legs locking straight as she re-hilted herself on him, screaming out her climax into the drapes over her four-poster. He struggled for air, trying to get out that Twilight’s ass was now becoming smothering instead of just scintillating.

But Twilight’ wasn’t done, her horn’s hexing going haywire as Sunburst found himself swiveling until he was on his back, face underneath the still-leaking Twilight. “I need your cock in me!” she screamed out, her voice stuttering in her euphoria. Her legs clamped over his face, drowning him in her continuing orgasm. Twilight was worlds away however, her hedonistic high stiffening out her wings over him as she arched backwards down Sunburst’s barrel. The upside-down positioning led her mouth to his unattended, bulging horsecock; maw opening for that prize that one of her forehooves was furiously lining up to it.

Sunburst cried out in surprise, trapped in a cocoon of twinkling lights much like Twilight Sparkle’s namesake and blitzed over from his waterlogging courtesy of Twilight's cunt. The second her horn rubbed against his thighs, he howled in shock. That howl turned into a much more guttural growl, however, when Twilgiht’s tongue wrapped around his dicktip.

The stimulation proved sufficient, Sunburst’s budding star going supernova. Sunburst came, and came slowly, a stream of cum lathering Twilight's maw and causing her to lecherously roll her hips around Sunburst’s chin.

His thoughts sloughed away with every hollowing of Twilight’s cheeks around his milked shaft, ever cupful of foalbatter pumping down her throat, ever twitch of her hips as she thrashed over him like a bitch in heat. Sunburst wanted her to drain his balls dry forever, to pump her full, to close his legs around her and feel his fucking spunk coat her folds and his co-

And just as his fantasy crashed, his left leg clambered into Twilight's skull. Thankfully, his dick was softening when blunt teeth instinctually clamped over it, or the Empire’s female half might start a riot on his return. And probably Sire’s Hollow, considering Mom. But weirdly enough, Twilight’s teeth dragging over his medial ring as she choked and scuttled, finally ripping herself free of his dick, only made her look hotter. Her pupils were mismatched, chest heaving, snout being knocked at by her hooves as what was certainly not mucus seeped from one of them.

But Sunburst had never seen her in a more captivating light as she crouched over him. Her generous hips still twitched against his beard, the drenched rawpenny hairs flattening further with each pass. Her tail and wings wrapped around her, feathers settling around her like a robe. And the look she shot him was downright smouldering.

Then Twilight coughed up a splatter of jizz into hismaine, and the feeling was gone. “Twilight I am so sorry!” Sunburst’s hooves flew to help massage the lumps of cum down her convulsing throat! didn’t me to-”

“NO!” Twilight’s forehoof stopped him. She was still crouched over his face and neck, but it was more comfortable now. “I... I rushed things. I… forgot my list. Note 20: any changes... in pacing are... the fault of... the initiator.”

Sunburst was relieved. He had to be; kililng the head educator of Equestria by erotic asphyxiation would be a thing that would make him ponysona non grata by every city here. Except probably the Crystal Empire. But again, some kernel of anger flashed back into a feeble glow at the mention of her list. They’d apparently done this before,

Was that all this was, a pity fuck? “Twilight… I’m not sure I can.”

“No, Sunburst. I owe this to you.” Sunburst’s teeth ground behind his closed muzzle as he braced himself for the pity party he’d apparently become the toastmaster at. “After everything I did to you and Pinkie, after all the progress I made and then threw away for a stupid streak…” The shocked Sunburst didn’t interrupt Twilight as she went on. “I wanted to make you feel good. And now you don’t even remember how… but I do.” Sunburst could see Twilight’s eyes twinkle as they refocused on him. “Despite what happened… I still want you too, Sunburst.”

“Y...you do!” Surely this had to be a prank right? He nearly choked out the Princess of Friendship on your slobbered meatpole, and she asks for seconds?

“Oh no, not here, I know my limits now…” Again Twilight twirled her back to him, still on the bed, with her hooves nestled in the pillows. Again her nethers were presented to him, dripping with more than just her femcum. Again, Twilight’s look spoke of taking the lead, as she tried to in Trivia Trot. “And so do you. Pump that thick beast into me, Sunburst. I need to feel you fill me.”

No subtlety. No summations of why this would be good. Princess Twilight.. just wanted him to fuck her. He was careful, not catatonic; Sunburst knew this was likely his only chance to finally sate one of the many mares in his life that saw him as more than just a work in progress. “D-done, Twilight.” Curse that stutter - and the stumble his rear legs started as they rolled back onto the bed and got tangled in the sheets.

Before Twilight's igniting horn could help un-moor him, his own magic flared forth. The sheets glowed orange and flew out from under their hooves like a Trixie trick, both horned ponies bapre loved for their spots on the sex-soaked bed. Another wad of sweetened saliva pumped down Sunburst’s throat, and his hooves dipped in the bed as he repositioned himself before Twilight. Her neck was not craned down this time, perking to see how he’d handle her now.

Sunburst was much more careful this time, using one hoof to aim his re-hardening slab of vein-rich sinew at her soaked center. Then, he slowly drilled into her. As every inch of succulent cock passed into her pussy, Twilight shuddered, the combo of their approaching heat and the ripe aroma of their previous fuckfest spurring her arousal. Sunburst’s ramrod hardened on each in, and at seven inches, he was sweating up a storm again.

Twilight - after reciting a passage in her scroll of how sweat made a powerful aphrodisiac when it happened early, note 29 - swiveled her hips around his insertion. “Mmph, this is too good… I love your cock when it splits me open.” The corkscrewing fed more inches of Sunburst’s stallionhood into her sopping channel, and her back arched.

Sunburst was all too happy to ease his transition in this time, nicking his white-tipped hooves into her wings and kneading down the rigid feathers. It was like a tingling bath, and every part of Twilight's hair flickered up at this sensation spiraling down her spine. “Fuck, I’m gonna come on your fat cock again, hurry up and hilt me,” she wailed into the crook of her forearm.

The second Twilight's tail whacked into Sunburst's face, the evidence of her arousal clear. His inner coal burst aflame again. His orange hooves pinned into Twilight's wings, the slightly rough treatment fizzling through her body like the cider she was still full of, and he thrashed the rest of his way in. Sunburst nearly sucked in his tongue at his thrust, but not for the same reason the bliss-struck Twilight did. Turns out, slamming against the edge of her cervix was the equivalent of slamming a cart-door on one’s hoof. But for his seven-inch-long dick.

“Umph! So deep!” Twilight’s horn sparkled up with ecstasy. And then, as if to compound Sunburstt’s twinge of torment, Another development had him reconsidering this romp. Twilight’s sparking aura traveled up her body, and she began growing in size. Sunlight still speared in her, she keened out as her size grew and grew, and Sunburst’s cries started reaching a new high at the same rate she was.

“Wait! It h-appens when it goes rough!” Twilight pleaded with him, rushing her hips back into him and drawing out a far less labored squawk from the stallion. “I can get over this, just keep - oh! - just rut me senseless!“ Much as Sunburst preferred her newest squeak-out to hiccups, fear was flooding his veins as each smack of their hips seem to balloon out Twilight’s. her body followed suit, despite Sunburst’s attempt to keep on the pressure on her pussy, though Twilight was wailing into the sheets all the same. Then her muzzle bump bed against the headboards.

“Harder! Fuck yes, flood me! Keep going, Suncock!”Her body writhed and bucked against him amidst his attempts to feel her swelling asscheeks, which only served as smacks against her gyrating glutes. Twilight’s hips rolled, rubbing harder and harder against him, driving him into her fuckhole as springs bent and timber splintered on the belabored bed-frame beneath them. Sunburst’s terror was both broiling his brain and hardening his horsecock, and he wasn’t sure where he was ending and the flood of sparkling cuntsap foaming around his shaft began.

I’m too scared to let go and too scared to push in! Even if Sunburst could voice this thought aloud, he’d barely be heard. Twilight’s bed finally groaned its last and collapsed, wooden frame splitting down the middle as Twilight finally repositioned her massive legs. On each side of the bed, her barrel rocked nicely in the dip, teats rubbing against the combofores to spark more fires within her loins. She knew what she had to do for Sunburst, trapped between two rock-sized glutes and a hard place with her metal headboard.

“Then I’ll… just help you… plunge in.” Titanic as she was, Twilight’s pussy still felt snug around his cockhead, milking him for everything his squirming plunges, and Sunburst only felt all the more light-headed. It was only by looking down that he realized why; the purple alicorn’s enlargement hadn’t only spread to her body. The ochre-colored dick inside her had swelled to near-comical extent; his ramrod thick and throbbing enough to actually be mistaken as his fifth leg. Thankfully it didn’t spread to his sheath, or his legs would be like wishbones right now.

Now that he knew that something so colossal and virile from him was inside the princess and she was taking it, his burning urge spiked. He wanted to put this prodigious spunk-pump to use, he wanted to slide his swollen stallionhood back and forth against the enraptured Twilight, to make her gasp and gape and call for-

“Mooore,” moaned Twilight Sparkle as her rumbling moans traveled through to his altered fuckstick. Sunburst wanted to oblige her as the massaging sensation flowed through his body, He needed to satisfy on this visit one representative of Equestria’s highest echelons to another. And the only way that could happen is if he rutted her. Poured himself out to - and into - her. Fucked her so completely and roughly - as he apparently had that night - that even if the memory didn’t remain of their romp, their delicious aches would bring it all back.

His horn flared brighter as he threw in some incantations of his own to this carnal mix., and suddenly, muscles standing out among his bright orange pelt. Not enough that it would restrict his movement, but enough to afford the thrusts that his snatch-splitting shaft demanded. That Twilight demanded. “Alright, I’m ready.”

Four words floated back to him in response. “Then take me, Suncock.”

Sunburst broke loose at this point. Twilight was round him, soaking over him, salivating at the thought of him so deep. He literally couldn't hurt the Princess if he tried, and for once, his helplessness stoked his lustto a boil. It was perfect. He slammed back in, and Twilight roared. “P-please! Fuck my brains out!”

Their hips met with unbridled ferocity, the violent squeaking of the floorboards proof of Sunburst’s pounding of her pussy. Every pistoning of his hips brought him closer to her G-spot. Every retract he pulled on her flooding gates made Twilight want to seal him into her.

But Twilight knew what would actually make him unable to get out, and it involved him cumming. She wanted to feel it, even as his tiny form left an erotic imprint in her headboard; Twilight wanted Equestria to hear how fucking good he made her feel when they came.

Neither pony wanted to stop; in fact they couldn’t. The friction burned at their minds, their thighs, their very soul, and they sought each other out in the furnace. They wanted to melt around each others’ thrusting snatch, cum over each other, glaze their perfectly interlocked bodies dry and. Twilight sank to her knees, allowing Sunburst to brace his rear hooves on the pillows of the bowed bed. Her liquid lust sloshed and dripped between their whipping thighs as they fucked.

Just as Sunburst tried to ask Twilight what drove her to her haunches with desire - in hopes it’d be his surging, drooling, virile cock - Twilight obliged him anyway between husky pants. “Friends with benefits… should always… be accommodated. Note 32-”

“Curse it Twilight, stop fact-finding... and focus on this!” Not even Sunburst knew where that came from, but taking second position to a list ate at him fiercely. It also helped that his smacking of hooves on Twilight’s glutes to try and rise above them got the starbursts on her flanks jiggling nicely. It definitely helped that Twilight’s hip thrust got the re-hilted Sunburst in her hard enough for the blunt tip of his stallionhood to brush against her G-spot again.

“Yees, Suncock! So big!” Twilight’s head whipped back and forth, a lash of pink-streaked violet mane flying over Sunburs’s shoulders. With such a debausitic cape, Sunburst threw himself more into the snatch vacuuming him in. He was close, so close, and he wanted to see if his fluids would be as ample as hers was.

Twilight was closer, but she wasn’t up for going first twice in this game.. “Gonna, - Celestia, yes! - gonna... “ But even as she shifted, Sunburst’s enchantments triggered for one final trick. And suddenly, Twilight's forehooves were glued to each other behind her back, spine laced into a beautiful curve as Sunburst’s final thrust buried home on a now hoof-ball sized cluster of nerves.

Sweet Luna, Sunburst could see so many stars before Twilight as his climax slammed into him. One that brought rather unsettling Stallioedipus Rex visions racing through his head as the rawpenny mane of a familiar mare howed out his name. But that soon faded, white forelegs rushing back to lush violet, as his jets of thick pearly cum burst out in orgasm.

“Sunburst, fuck! Fuck! FUUUUUU~!” Twilight’s mouth was quickly met by Sunburst’s; tip narrowing to meet the smaller ones of Sunburst as wave after wave of spunk finally reached her womb. Even here, Sunburst’s carnal theory proved right; Twilight’s charm only stopped at cunt’s edge for sold objects, as the liquid from his cock pushed out of her stuffed snatch. The rushing rapids. Soaked his legs and upper barrel the same rich alabaster as his forelimbs.

Eventually, Sunburst’s gouts of goo abated, only for Twilight's release to finally make its rush out of her drenched cunt. Twilight’s look turned to a toothy gin as her hips lewdly bopped back against his. Her tongue flailed out, flicking out in an utterly debauched display, and Sunburst moaned into her colossal shoulder, biting down as cuntsap foamed around his orange meatlog. “Umph!” Twilight hissed as her dam burst again, her horn flashing errantly as her size finally came down.

Soon, the normal-sized Twilight’s spasming snatch followed suit, gripping Sunburst’s mare meat futilely as he eased out of her. Once again, as Sunburst pulled out, Twilight was full to bursting with his sperm. Only this time, it left a nice paunch around soft purple fur, Twilight’s eyes fluttering as she felt the light bump ripple around her forehoof.

“W-whoa…” she uttered. “I… this has to be on the list… number… num…” Suddenly, Twilight couldn’t focus on numerals and scores. She… couldn’t think. All that flowed in her mind was the glee of feeling full, bulging, with Sunburst’s caulk. She wanted to even think of just what could occur in the world that could actually make her not think, that didn’t involve checking the buoyancy of Equestria’s hog population.

Luna’s leaking labia, Sunburst might have actually fucked her brains out.

Sunburst, on the other hand felt like his body had been used as Hearth’s Warming Eve kindling. Everything that originally hurt before throbbed with pain now, stiffening as his synapses shocked them hard. Especially his head, the front of which was banging with a pain that drove his eyes closed with it’s intensity. His cock, however… that still felt amazingly warm.

As he curled in to take in the musk of Twilight, Princess of Friendship he let his blitzed-out brain take in the entire palette of aromas greeting him. Toffee-like bittersweetness and hints of blackberries with ozone-laden topping filled his nostrils. It was… embracing. Calming. Satisfying, after he’d spent so long finally showing himself - the full 100% Sunburst experience to a mare.

“Twilight, we heard a noise, has Chrysalis come ba-whoa nelly!”

Scratch that. Make that five mares. It still hurt to open his eyes fully, though he did at least catch the fringes of Trixie and Starlight Glimmer. Trixie was fighting way too hard to keep off a grin. Starlight’s left eye getting a twitch only seen just before doll-enchanting riots and/or fashion dictatorships were thrust upon Equestria.

“Celestia?” The startled gasp next to Sunburst did give some reprieve though. At least Twilight could think of something to fix this issue, ri- “I hope we didn’t miss anything important today?”

“I’d think not, my former student.” Princess Celestia should… probably not sound so bemused by the scene in front of her, but Sunburst wasn’t about to go looking her in the mouth. “Canterlot is more concerned of what they’ve missed - like the potentially gruesome demise of a particularly vocal bugbear, or the category 3 earthquake they woke up to.”

“Gonna guess that’s the story you’ll go with?” Sunburst could feel Twilight’s sheepish grin as she propped herself up on her broken bed-frame.

“Trixie may not be doing so, however,” came the snotty yet sensual voice of the showmare. “Unless...” Both Sunburst and Twilight - the former by finally finding his glasses, slightly bent, under one of the pillows sliding to his position - witnessed Starlight reach into one of her saddlebags and plunk an obscene amount of bits into Trixie’s forehoof. Trixie brightened at this.

“And now Trixie wonders how a bugbear could attack a Princess in her room so swiftly!” She flamboyantly huffed at the air, a rush of goosebumps flowing down her fur at the smell of Twilight’s ecstasy coursing through her like Spectra. “Even destroyed Sparkle’s precious bed, too! I’d assist, but I’ve several ponies to reassure of Sunburst’s… sexual interests, besides Star.” Quickly, the Glittering and Plentiful windfall of Trixie went right under her hat, and she stepped back to let in Celestia and Luna. “And some… pictures to burn in a corner of her cart.”

Sunburst’s eyes, however, were focused on the lone unicorn between them. “W...would it help if I said I wasn’t much in the mood for skewers today anyhow?”

“Probably not,” Sunburst’s heart dropped a little at that. “But thanks for offering, though. Maybe… kites for today?”

“You got it.” Sunburst’s nod only caught the edge of a naughty grin pulling at Starlight’s lips before she snapped out of existence on the rise up.

Luna turned to Celestia at this point. “Does this mean I have to frequent his dreams now?”

“I would understand if you weren’t inclined to do so Sister, but-”

“Because we will bring you breakfast in bed for a month to make sure of it, Sister.” Celestia was suddenly grateful the sun hadn’t risen yet, or the color of her cheeks would have made her look like she’d swallowed it.

Shaking her head, the alabaster alicorn turned back to the two lovebirds still cradled in their wrecked nest. “Stellar is here, a flight down. I’ll… see to it she’s occupied until you’re ready.”

Twilight and Sunburst couldn't hide their giggles as Celestia and Luna quickly left Still flank-deep in the cooling spunk, it was all they could do in this scenario that felt right. Still… the bed wouldn’t repair itself, and a convincing bugbear illusion would be hard to conjure alone. Perhaps they could convince Celestia for a couple more days? As long as her ask wasn’t...trivial.