The afternoon came and went, Twilight on leave of absence for a long period than even her patient mentor had expected. When the poor woman finally reappeared, shamefaced and clearly struggling with something, it was all any one of them could do to not simply grab her and have it done. But per Celestia’s orders, ones that went against even her own desires, were to be upheld: Twilight would still be allowed a way to decline if she so wished. Universally agreed an almost-impossible scenario, but nothing without given consent. They had set the stage perfectly; a return to the royal apartments, quarters turned comfortable and homey so as to induce relaxation, even wine and chocolates for the evening. And yet…

Oh please, just give in already, Celestia thought as she took in the lovely form of her former pupil, eager to at last enjoy the bounties that had arisen within her. Twilight, every single woman in here wants to hear you scream, you WANT to scream, just let us finally see you satisfied.

“I hope you’re feeling better now,” Cadance said warmly, a hand reaching out and gently brushing Twilight’s leg. “You had us worried when you were gone for so long.”

“I’m alright. Thanks, though,” Twilight replied, her voice feeling tight. Her whole body felt hot, brimming with a strange sort of fire she didn’t feel like naming. Limbs splayed so as to keep cool, it was painfully obvious something was eating away at her. I can’t even keep it hidden anymore. Somebody help me!

“Well, let me know if you start to feel worse,” Cadance added. “I’d love to help you feel better, if you’d let me.”

Twilight stared at the hand of Cadance that still remained upon her leg- perhaps slowly moving its way up to her thigh. Want? Don’t want? Want. Don’t- want. Want. WANT.

Celestia’s years of intuition were unnecessary at this point, Twilight’s struggle so palpable that it was probably going to be a relief to see it brought out into the open. She needed to provoke the situation and finally get this ball rolling. One last gulp of wine and she decided the time had come, suddenly reaching over and grabbing Luna in mid-sentence, ending her sister’s words with a viciously decadent kiss.

Twilight didn’t even bother to hide her staring. Oh my god, I want that so bad.

Luna knew her sister well enough to understand where this was leading, making a show of relinquishing her sister’s kiss from her own, each motion exaggerated and portrayed as unbelievably sumptuous. “Tia,” she breathed, leaning over to kiss her sister’s neck. “Have I ever told you just how soft your lips are?”

“I could hardly hope to match yours,” Celestia replied sweetly, adding another peck for good measure. “Ooh, I almost forgot how good it is to kiss you.”

“Please! I could hardly hope to match you,” Luna countered pleasantly.

“I think you both might be a bit biased,” Cadance interjected, cutting through the faux-argument to voice her opinion. “Besides, I think we all know the real answer.”

Celestia raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what answer is that, Cadance?”

“It’s quite simple,” Cadance replied smoothly, giving her head a shake so as to let her flowing hair ripple in the firelight. “I’m the Princess of Love. Of course I’m the best kisser.”

The declaration was immediately booed by the two amorous sisters, despite Cadance continuing to bask in her own self-affirmation. Twilight’s eyes bounced continuously between the three of them, contemplating each of their lips in turn to see if she could figure it out herself. I mean- there IS a way to figure this out-

“Oh forget it, this argument is silly,” Cadance said loudly, waving away the protests that continued to fall at her feet. “You’re just mad that I’m right, and you don’t want to try and prove it.”

“Is that so?” Luna declared haughtily. “Well, I say there’s only one way to solve this, and we have a perfectly impartial judge who’ll be able to tell us the truth. Twilight, would you mind doing the honors?”

It had been the exact thought she’d been entertaining herself, yet she hadn’t actually expected to hear it said aloud. “Excuse me?”

“If you would be so kind, Twilight,” Luna said, “we are to have a kissing contest- and you are to be the judge.”

“Yes, if you’d please,” Cadance added. “You’ll have to kiss all three of us just to be fair, but I’d like you to help prove me right.”

“That is, to make sure,” Celestia interjected, “if you wouldn’t mind kissing us. One at a time, of course, and for as long as you think you’d need to make a fair judgement. But… I think we’d like to see this resolved, Twilight.”

She was in the presence of the three most beautiful women on earth, she had been lusting after them for a good day-and-a-half, and the heat in her body demanded even the most incremental amount of satisfaction or else she might explode. Twilight didn’t even have the ability to say no any longer. “OK,” she said meekly.

Celestia broke into a glowing smile. “Wonderful! Now, to be fair… age before beauty. I’ll go first, then Luna, and then you, Cadance. Do we agree that’s fair?”

“Agreed.” The response was almost immediate, perhaps too much so.

“Excellent. Now, Twilight,” Celestia said with a glowing, inviting look. “Why don’t you take a seat… and give me some sugar?”

I promise you, whatever you’re thinking right now, not a single drop of it is actually real. She was trembling from head to toe, but Twilight acquiesced and slid in between the two romantics, Luna happily scooting herself away a hair to allow for extra space. When they had both settled themselves in (or as best as Twilight could manage), Celestia took a trembling Twilight’s cheek in a solitary hand that felt so comforting and calm, slowly leaning in to see the gap between them sealed. “Just relax,” the sun-kissed Princess breathed, her words soothing to the wildly beating heart of the anxious woman, the soft puff of her breath brushing against her skin only a moment before lips met.

Twilight had dreamed about this moment since she was a girl; the long, long-dormant desire to actually see this moment become reality had been seen as little more than a daydream for so long that she half-wondered if she was still dreaming this as well. But even the feel, the touch of dreams could not compare to this moment of actual reality: Celestia’s lips were so dreamily soft, so gently pressed against her own star-struck pair that she didn’t know if she could possibly feel anything better. It was a heavenly feeling that she now knew, Celestia so warm as she continued to draw Twilight in deeper. It wasn’t just a single, solitary press that she felt, but a continuous warmth and feeling like the rays of the spring sun. Twilight had never known she could feel so comforted, so deeply safe as she felt within Celestia’s embrace. It was a gentle romanticism, a sweet thing shared between long-held lovers. To Twilight, the feel of Celestia’s lips was that of a craving seen satisfied.

It ended, as all kisses must; Celestia drifted away slowly from her dazed partner and tried not to smile too widely at the sight of Twilight looking so star-struck. “And..?”

Twilight looked like she wanted to cry. It was all she could do to not to simply declare the contest over and try to see if she could ravish that beautiful body right then and there. “That was- good.”

“Oh!” Celestia acted as though wounded by the remark, eyes flashing hurt as she flinched away from her young partner. “Twilight, how could you? Don’t you know that you just locked lips with the most wonderful woman on earth?”

“Only because she hasn’t kissed me yet,” Cadance teased. “Goodness knows it’ll be a moment she couldn’t hope to forget.”

Twilight wasn’t at all sure how to deal with all this attention, but found herself not minding in the slightest. She was more than content with her lot already, why try to push her luck? This was better than she could have hope for already, even if her body was positively screaming for total satisfaction? Actually, you could probably bring that up right about now. Just say it, no one will mind-

“Excuse me,” Luna cut through loudly, her interjection silencing the two bickering women, “I almost feel like you’ve already counted me out.”

Twilight’s mind drifted from hope and immediately to shame. She hadn’t meant to forget about Luna, but the feel of Celestia’s lips had been so intoxicating-! “Huh?”

Luna laughed, rising from her place beside the dazed young Princess and taking a moment to stretch. “All this braggadocio,” she remarked, “I’d almost feel counted out if it weren’t for one little thing.”

Celestia’s smile turned to that of a knowing smirk. “And what, dear beloved,” she purred, “is that?”

“It’s quite simple,” Luna said- a sudden rush of movement and she had Twilight in her arms, throwing Twilight against the wall with enough force to leave her breathless yet not hurt. “You won’t be able to ever forget how I feel.”

Twilight gave a gasp when she felt Luna kiss her, the pure potency and force behind the sensuous gesture enough to steal any hope of air; not that she’d want it, or even need it! Luna felt glorious, a power as strong and fierce as a storm all wrapped up into a singular, smooth action that now overwhelmed her young prey. Twilight had called Celestia soft and safe, and rightly so; Luna was her contrast, a recklessness of sexual will that demanded a full response. Twilight did not even try to restrain her partner as Luna’s tongue pierced through and invaded the depths of the young woman’s mouth, stroking and massaging its way about its pair with a glorious relentlessness. She beckoned, demanded Twilight follow her out and into the open, and the lovesick Princess happily acquiesced, following Luna’s sweet tongue as far as she could reach-

And then it ended, the barest thread between them as Luna at last ended her assault on Twilight’s sexual senses. The two women were still well-wrapped about one another, Twilight’s presence against the wall not yet relinquished. Truthfully, she didn’t think she’d really mind; it had taken a little coaxing her the young Princess to admit that Luna was indeed attractive, but that had been putting it mildly- the Princess of the Night was perfect.

“Show-off,” Celestia remarked.

“And since when have you minded?” Luna demanded of her, at last releasing Twilight from her place against the wall. “I do believe that you begged for me to lick you clean last night, would you like me to give our guests an example?”

Please do!

“Ladies, ladies, you’re both pretty!” Cadance said. “But I believe we’re still in the midst of a contest, are we not? Or are you so scared of me being superior that you’d rather just forget?”

Twilight felt herself tremble at the sight of Cadance sitting there so comfortably. This was her first crush, the first person she had ever felt any sort of attraction to before she had even known attraction was a thing; now that very same beautiful, resplendently sexy woman wanted to kiss her. To prove she was the best kisser in the world- it was the sort of thing that only happened in the most idiotic of fantasies. And after all that Twilight’s mouth had just endured, it surely wasn’t real.

“Oh, if we must allow you,” Luna drawled, reclining against her sister yet again while her eyes blazed with a strange sort of hunger. “Come, then: entertain your hosts.”

“With pleasure. And speaking of pleasure,” Cadance added, beckoning for Twilight to come nearer, “I think it’s time for yours.”

Twilight hesitated; this was her brother’s wife, even if her brother had more or less separated from her. Was this right? Or was this infidelity? She didn’t want to do something that would cause friction, even if she was now staring at Cadance with such a hunger that the idea of being able to touch that body with her hands and feel those lips with her own made her want to salivate and tear away clothing before it actually got in the way-

“Twilight,” Cadance said softly, perhaps guessing her lovely partner’s hesitancy. “It’s alright. I promise.”

Perhaps a bit more shaky than expected, Twilight came to take a seat beside Cadance, yet suddenly found her lap filled the very moment she took her place; the Princess of Love took a seat and wrapped her legs about Twilight’s waist, a weighty yet comfortable presence upon her body. Twilight could feel the eyes of her companions and wanted to flush from the sudden attention, but found her own gaze shifted from looking away and instead into the sweet, shining eyes of Cadance that seemed so capable of drawing her in and making Twilight feel as if they were the only two people in the world.

“You must have been so lonely,” Cadance whispered, leaning in close to let their lips brush yet not fully embrace, “to feel that heat burning inside your heart. Would you like me to help?”

“Yes,” Twilight whispered. Unbidden, by instinct of desire…

Cadance let the minutest gap remain only for a second- a swift rush of lips as they came together, a sweet symphony of loving affection that Twilight now knew she was in heaven. Cadance’s hands caressing her face, her lips so perfectly pressing against her own with a rhythm that flowed like music in the air, a tongue that prodded and poked with a sensuous teasing, all combined with a velvety softness that couldn’t hope to be matched-! She swooned- no, melted into Cadance’s embrace, Twilight’s arms going about the angelic woman’s waist as they kissed and kissed, she wanting nothing more than to feel this magnificent woman’s mouth against her own for the rest of time. She was infatuated, she was in love-

A sudden shift in weight and Twilight fell back, pushed down against the loveseat as Cadance began to intensify their kiss, a movement of body coming into play; the sensation of body beginning to grind, a rhythmic motion as Cadance deepened her embrace of her young captive. The kiss was becoming more forceful, moreso than even Luna’s overpowering embrace, this one transforming into a frenzy-

“Cadance…” Celestia could see where the moment was headed, Cadance’s excruciating desire no longer able to be contained.

“Oh my god,” Cadance cried, at last completing the kiss with a slickened jab of tonguework and leaving Twilight heartbroken at the moment’s end. “Twilight, just let yourself be seduced already!”

It wasn’t exactly the words she had expected and must have showed, for Celestia came aside the pair and tried to ease down the loving Princess’ now-frenzied passions. “Cadance-”

Cadance, however, had at last gone past the point of no return. “No, I don't care about being subtle! I'm horny, I want her, and I'm not gonna wait anymore!” She turned to Twilight with a maddened look on her face, her hands twitching as though she desperately wanted to rip away fabric and make her claim. “Come to bed with us, Twilight, for gods' sake, because I cannot take this!”

Twilight wanted to say yes. She wanted to scream it from the mountaintops, let the whole kingdom see her make love to this beautiful woman and possibly the other two as well, but the whole menagerie of voices and wild feeling had left her more confused than she had known she could possibly be, all atop a vicious lust of her own that seemed like it might at last be satisfied even if she didn’t know whether or not it was even acceptable. “What is- what? What’s going on?”

“Twilight, I want you! Celestia does, Luna does, we all want this!” Cadance begged. “Come to bed with us, I am begging you! I promise I can explain once we’re done-”

“Explain-?”

“Just-”

“Easy,” Celestia said soothingly, putting a hand upon Cadance’s heaving shoulder and trying to calm the love-starved royal. “Calm yourself. I think you will need all your energy tonight.”

“Celestia, what is-” Twilight needed to be naked and she needed her companions naked, but didn’t quite know if voicing it was something she could manage. “Please, why do I feel like this all the time? I keep thinking about you, and- and Cadance, too, and now Luna too, but I just don’t get- what has been happening to me?”

Cadance still remained stricken by the cessation of her foreplay, but she relented her attempts at advancement and knelt back though her hands continued to knead at the air. “It’s because you’re a Princess, Twilight.”

“What? Why does that change anything?”

“Because you need more,” Celestia explained, resting beside the loveseat as she spoke to her former student. “Because all the power in you, all of who you are- now it must have satisfaction. You demand it, and I am sorry to say that there is nothing in the normal world that could see you satisfied. Cadance has most assuredly proven that, and look at her now.”

“But I- but-” Twilight was hearing everything she didn’t want to hear, horrified by the news. “But I feel like this all the time! I can’t live feeling like this every second of every day, I need release! How am I supposed to just live with it?”

“It is my hope, my darling,” Celestia replied, “that you don’t. After all, you have three willing lovers who would be more than happy to have you.”

Oh. Twilight was somewhat naïve, perhaps too trusting, always assuming the intentions of Celestia and her fellow Princesses were of the utmost purity. She hadn’t thought that they might be a little dirty- or even be aimed at her. “Is- is this why you invited me up here in the first place?”

“Perhaps,” Luna crowed. “Feel proud of yourself, Twilight, you realized you couldn’t deal with it quite quickly, it took Cadance quite a while longer.”

Cadance scowled. “Great, we’ve explained everything, can we please not wait?”

“But are you sure you’re-”

“Yes! I’m sure, Celestia’s sure, Luna’s sure, let’s go!” Cadance cried, practically leaping atop Twilight and trying to rip the dress away from her skin. “Please come with us, Twilight, I promise it will be the best night of your life. You have no idea how much you need this.”

Twilight still couldn’t really believe this was real. She was to share an evening with not just Cadance, not just Celestia- all three of these incomparably beautiful women all now looked at her with a lustful gaze, not at all bothering to hide their longing for her body. She had never felt such a sensation, the idea of being held as something so intimately desirable- and now these three perfect, priceless treasures of feminine beauty were craving her just as much as she craved them, as they craved one another. Even if it was a dream and all these glorious sensations she had felt already were little more than a fantasy, Twilight concluded that she would not wish to wake up. “OK,” she whispered meekly.

The groan that came was a unified sigh from her three lovers. “It’s about time,” Luna muttered, instinctively coming to her sister’s side in a close, comfortable embrace. “Next time, Twilight, let me just tear your clothes off, no need for subtlety.”

“Oh for gods’ sake-”

“And as if on cue,” Celestia remarked-

Her hand reached out and took Cadance by the arm, the Princess of Love still holding Twilight tight; all four disappeared from the comfortable apartment in a sundering Snap! and just as promptly reappeared in the depths of Celestia and Luna’s bedroom, a magnificent bed awaiting the presence of its four evening denizens. The room had been comfortable arranged to allow for movement and space, small threads of candelight about so as to give the chamber a softened glow that appealed to their sensual senses. A place once known for its mistresses’ loneliness had been given companionship again; now, it would be left utterly fulfilled.

“Cadance, Twilight?” Celestia said, keeping Luna bound to her side as they eased back and leaned against the nearby wall. “Be gracious to your hosts, if you please; give us a show.”

“With pleasure,” Cadance cried, at last able to see herself satisfied and leaping into Twilight’s arms, the lip-locked pair crashing onto the bed in a magnificent explosion of unrestrained, maddened desire.

Their kiss was not something of subtlety; Cadance practically attacked Twilight with a voracious, insatiable passion that would have easily taken the younger woman aback if she could not match the very feeling with an intensity of her own. Their foreplay was almost lackadaisical even as they kissed, hands tearing at clothing wildly until fabric was little more than a word. Cadance, unfulfilled and desperate for so long, did not even bother to hold back in the slightest; she poured her tongue into Twilight’s mouth, wriggled and plied her way across her partner’s own pink muscle, hungrily drank away with every ounce of her frenzied feeling until Twilight could hardly hold back cries of ecstasy. Poor, beautiful, magnificent Cadance, lusting after her with an intensity that it would have set an ordinary woman afire; inexperienced Twilight could barely keep up with the force of it, but loved every moment. She could never have hoped to be kissed like this, to have her body caressed and worshipped in such a way. Before Cadance could finally finish her efforts at pulling her dress away, a snap of her fingers left the both of them naked with flesh pressed hard against one another.

“Oh my god, Twilight-!” Cadance didn’t bother to let the moment sit, instead attacking Twilight’s plump breasts and suckling away at whichever nipple she could hold to the longest, eagerly adoring her new Princess’ figure for all it was worth. “If you’d just said something sooner- don’t ever make me wait again!” One deep, plunging kiss that left the two flush-faced and sloppy, Cadance returned to Twilight’s tits and continued in her worship, her already-frenzied work turned to rabid when the young Princess’ moans echoed like a symphony in her ears.

Their spectators found themselves dumbstruck by the sexual ferocity. Perhaps their time together had softened their own heightened lusts, or maturity had allowed them to endure such pressure more easily. Celestia and Luna watched with wide eyes -the moonlit Princess’ mouth even somewhat agape- as they were graced with a maddened desperation that were both Cadance and Twilight. It was like watching the creation of art as the two women kissed, a ballet of sapphic delight as their tongues danced about one another; when Cadance’s naked form was revealed, properly placed against Twilight’s, it was all they could do to not shudder at the sight.

“Oh my,” Celestia said warmly, eyeing Cadance hungrily as she watched the Princess of Love ply her trade against a mewling Twilight. “If only I’d known she was this skilled… I might not have been lonely for so long.”

Luna didn’t miss the remark, nor did she appreciate it. “Was I not worth waiting for, Cellie?” she asked with a pout. “And here I thought you called me the best kisser- and best lover.”

“Perhaps you are- perhaps you’re not,” Celestia teased, an arm sliding about Luna’s waist and ensnaring her pretty prey. “I might simply need a reminder.”

Luna was more than willing to oblige, throwing her arms about her sister and taking the sunlit Princess in a fiercely passionate kiss, jealousy at her sister’s arousal forcing the beautiful woman’s hand. She had been the one who had desired this night, eager to feel Twilight and Cadance’s flesh on her own; what she had not been prepared for, however, is the possibility that her sister might enjoy the new company more than she. Unwilling to relinquish ground in her sister’s eyes, Luna trapped Celestia’s mouth with her own, and gave their guests an unforgettable show.

“Oh wow,” Twilight breathed, her awe at the embrace between sister tearing her attentions away from Cadance’s breast worship, even taking the beautiful woman’s own efforts aside so she could marvel at the unparalleled perfection that was Luna and Celestia’s kiss. By instinct, by sheer lustful desire, they could only watch and appreciate the artistry that was occurring before them.

Luna’s forcefulness aided her potent body, pressing the more demure Celestia against the wall as their kiss began to intensify, hands snaking their away from her sister’s neck and finding her wrists, binding her prisoner to the wall as her tongue delved greedily into the depth of her mouth; Celestia did not even bother to give protest in the slightest, her lips opening wide and emitting a sigh as sweet as a songbird as Luna’s priceless treasure continued to jab and prod its way through her sibling’s salivating depths. Their union was one of comfort and deepened love, ancient and perfect as they felt the comforting presence of one another on their skin. For all their years on the earth, nothing could ever hope to compare to the pristine touch of her sister, and her lips upon her own no matter which one it was-

A sudden swooping sensation and Luna felt her tongue ensnared by Celestia’s mouth, a small pull on her tongue that was released so as to grace a sloppy, drooling bite on her lips. Darkened eyes opened wide and found her sister’s to be slits, a quick glance in the direction of their adoring crowd alerting Luna to the knowledge of an audience. Eager to continue teasing, she met her sister’s mouth with a slickened grace of her own, their twin tongues uniting in the open air so as to let their symphony dribble down along skin and into open air; moans became exaggerated and heightened their own senses, each new twirl and lick they enjoyed becoming all the more voracious. Before their awestruck harem, these royal women gave new meaning to sexual worship.

It was a disappointment to the Princess of the Sun that their voracious meeting came to an end, a thickened band of harmony strung between them and setting their guests to staring. It was rather humorous to see them stare, particularly Cadance, who of all people should have been experienced in such matters. Poor Twilight simply longed for them because she always had, but Celestia knew that Cadance had been hungry even when she had been young. This kiss between her and Luna was merely a teaser for them both. “Enjoying yourselves?” she asked lightly.

“Yeah,” Twilight breathed.

“Then don’t stop,” Celestia replied, beginning to undress herself and take her sister as her first conquest for the night.

Twilight’s instincts wanted to say that she didn’t mind continuing to watch but found herself promptly silenced by Cadance’s renewed hungerings, a deep caress of tongue sliding through her mouth and putting aside whatever protests that could have formed, lost forever in the passionate embrace of beautiful, beautiful Cadance. When their kiss most unfortunately ended, she wanted to find those lips again and set them to work- yet soon found that desire fulfilled as Cadance’s lips paused at her cheek, then slowly downward toward a destination even Twilight could guess. She held back no cry, no emotion as the sweet Princess of Love trailed her way down her unblemished, enhanced body; a nibble along the neck, a pause at the breast so as to nibble on titflesh; a long, slithering stroke of her tongue along the waist until she reached Twilight’s thighs and began to grace them with slow, delicate kisses, just barely brushing the pair of lips that were now so heavily dribbling, begging for a proper touch-

“Cadance-!”

“Like I could resist,” Cadance countered, teasing her aching Twilight no longer and taking her Princess’ puffy, eager lips for a kiss before letting her tongue slither into the depths of those unspoiled folds, hunting down every ounce of fluid and flesh she could find so as to be properly devoured. She had longed for this, hungered for this, all for so long… it was a marvel that Cadance did not cry out and echo Twilight’s joys with a happiness of her own. Instead she continued to tend to her lover and carried on, plunging more deeply than before and letting her voraciousness overtake instinct; this was likely to not to be her best work, not her finest addition to the art of lovemaking, but it would see them both satisfied even if it killed her!

Twilight found herself struggling right from the start, all her lusts and desires finding their fruition in such intense fashion that she didn’t even know how to respond to it all. She was in raptures, she delighted, she couldn’t help but cry and mew whenever she felt that sweet, perfect, magnificent Cadance down in the depths of her swollen sex. How long had she lusted for this? Perhaps since the very first day she had met Cadance, wishing instead that this sweet treasure had waited until she was old enough, and they could have seen each other satisfied instead. It would have been so easy- but now, after all these years, here Cadance was, face-deep in her folds and licking away as though this had been what she had longed for all her life. Whether it was the moment itself, the feeling of Cadance’s velvety tongue inside her, or the sounds of sapphic perfection that echoed across the room like a symphony, she didn’t know. The only thing of which Twilight was certain was that she was losing the battle in holding back on Cadance’s majestic talents, an aching in her body demanding its satisfaction. She moaned, she cried, she tried to hold on for just a moment longer-

As if on cue, Cadance plunged into her deepest depths and wriggled her tongue in, finding the sweetest spot that only Twilight’s fingers had ever managed to satisfy and sending wild shivers along the newly crowned Princess’ spine-

She couldn’t have hoped to hold back the cry even if she had tried, Twilight shuddering and finding herself releasing by instinct. A moan that could have been a sigh of bliss and she felt herself let go, Cadance grasping her legs and continuing to lick away even as she came, not one ounce of fluid left to be claimed by the open air. Each shudder, each tremor of her body was answered by a renewed lathering, perfect Cadance finding every ounce of viscous joy and seeing it made clean. This was the moment she had been waiting for, perhaps for years now; no one would rob her of a single drop of it.

“Cadance,” Twilight moaned, buoyed by a happiness she didn’t know how to name. It had been a dream, a sweet, wonderful dream to feel this goddess eating away at her depths, and her body still did not even feel wearied after such an orgasm. Almost the opposite, she felt as though all her senses had been turned rabid, maddened by the idea that she needed this sort of feeling all the more. “You were amazing. I- oh my god...”

“You taste amazing!” Cadance cried, leaping up to meet Twilight’s lips for a kiss so as to share the thickened substance for them both to exult in, the new Princess surprised at how much her own rich flavor magnified the excellence of their kiss. “Oh my god, Twilight, if only I’d gotten you instead! Please, don’t keep me waiting!”

Twilight felt her eyes go wide, and even a small blush. Yes, she had just been eaten out by Cadance and it had felt amazing, but this was- she was being offered the chance to eat Cadance out in return. Surely life wasn’t that good? She had allowed all these sensations to trick her into thinking this wasn’t a dream, but now she again found herself unsure. “You- are you-”

“Go ahead, Twilight. Please,” Cadance begged, leaning back and spreading her legs wide so as to reveal the succulent prize; a fattened, delectable slit that seemed to beckon for Twilight like a beacon in the night. “Don’t keep me waiting.”

A small tremble coursed through her blessed body, but Twilight did not hesitated to obey; she could only wonder, feel elation as she laid down atop Cadance’s body. It was something from a dream, a moment too perfect for her to fully realize. But when the newly crowned royal knelt further and put her face before Cadance’s awaiting folds, feeling the heat flowing from within, she knew no dream could hope to match this. Inexperienced though she was, Twilight did not hesitate, and delved along each inch that she could reach with a freneticism that could not hope to match her feelings of longing. Oh, oh Cadance felt wonderful in her mouth, the taste sweeter than peaches and cream on her tongue. Her hunger was lost in the wake of such sensations and Twilight drifted, lapping away happily wherever her mouth fancied. That lined fold looked delectable, so she wandered there; she desired to know what Cadance’s depths tasted like and so she discovered; each new motion and taste was something to cherish and treasure-

A flick along the side and she felt Cadance tremble. “Right there,” the Princess of Love moaned. “Right there, Twilight, do it again! Again!”

It wasn’t a command, but a plea; Twilight struck again mercilessly and set Cadance to crying aloud, her moans and shrieks of passionate feeling a joy to hear, and only added to Twilight’s incensed assault. Each lick and bite was maddening, frenzied, so powerful and perfect-!

Cadance gasped and released, flooding Twilight’s face with juices the likes of which she had always desired; this was Cadance in fullness, all about her and more delectable than she could have known. Sticky-faced and overjoyed, Twilight lapped away at what she could find, even if she did not possess the same flawless talent Cadance did. She had been given the very best this sweet Princess could have given, and she wanted to return the favor in the best way she knew how-

“No!” Cadance wrenched Twilight away from her thorough cleaning and brought her upwards, meeting the younger woman in a luscious kiss. “I want to feel your work all over me! Oh, Twilight…” Their kisses should have softened, became gentle in the aftermath of their loving bout. Instead, they found themselves still hungry and eager for more, this union only the first of their long night.

Beside them, Celestia and Luna had been well-occupied and enjoying themselves in a more comfortable, intimate fashion. Old lovers they were, each knew the feeling and touch of one another by memory, an unrivaled feeling that even the new and exciting would not be able to rival. Though they had opened their hearts for their younger peers, there was a place that remained only for them alone and they tended to it like a gardener in the midst of his labor.

Luna had kept to her sister’s lips with the fair passion that her more elegant sister adored, each kiss a tenderness that was sweetly intermixed with love; every press and ounce of pressure would be graced with a delicate sultriness, an effort that would slip in below and see itself further in. Celestia had always been like this, the more soft and tender of the two whenever their time for lovemaking had come about; Luna, wild and free as the lands she roamed, always would restrain her more maddened desires so as to properly tend to the one she loved, to see that her dearest sister was made satisfied. Though she had always considered her time in the wildlands to be exhausting, Celestia’s years in courts were little better than a drain on her spirits; how lucky, Luna thought of herself, to be the one that would see her sister rejuvenated.

“Mmm… Luna,” Celestia whispered, completing their kiss and bringing her lips close to whisper into her sister’s ear. “Not a day goes by that I don’t miss you.”

“I know, Cellie,” Luna replied, gently pressing her beloved down upon the bed as she lay atop those bountiful mounds that were her sister’s breasts, an almost casual knead of their flesh to keep her sister’s attentions away from the excitement that was to their side. “I thought of you every day. So promise you won’t forget me after tonight.”

It was a last moment of vulnerability, the great breath before their plunge. Celestia felt her eyes widen as she saw Luna grow fearful in the face of what was to come to pass, worried that she really might be lost in the midst of the new and exciting. “Luna,” Celestia whispered, brushing her sister’s hair aside to place one last kiss on the exquisite lips she had always cherished. “How could I hope to ever forget you? You know I love you.”

“But just in case- after tonight-”

Celestia grinned and suddenly gave a twist that set her sister beneath her, the sun-kissed Princess’ hands weaving their way across her sister’s toned, powerful body and undoing whatever cloth and fabric that could still be found upon them. She was the gentleness to her sister’s fire, a softness that helped melt that unrelenting steel. And here, tonight, she would be glad to remind her again and again. “I won’t let you forget,” Celestia breathed, nesting upon her sister’s naked flesh and taking to Luna’s breasts with a fervent love.

Luna sighed and allowed her senses to drift, lost in the sensations that came at the touch her sister. Celestia was so gentle when they made love, every ounce of their foreplay and action a sweetness that couldn’t hope to be named. How she loved each kiss that would come upon her breasts, the tender nibbles and licks that would be lavished on her nipples and set them to hardening; it was the familiarity, the softness that so marvelously contrasted the harshness of the life she had endured. As Celestia’s hands and mouth combined and massaged breastflesh, Luna could only sigh with a contentment that begged to grow and multiply. She wanted her sister to hear her moans of happiness, to know that the sounds and sensations were by her machinations, and so of course Luna cried aloud. No one on this earth could hope to match how Celestia felt when she touched her, that every massage and caress was made all the better because it came from her.

The fingers that had tweaked and played with her breast began to drift, circles about the nipple growing wider until they began to trail downwards and along the edge of her thighs- a small scrape and pluck at the outer folds so as to properly tease. “Tia..?”

“Kiss me while you touch me, Luna,” Celestia pleaded, her gaze strained. “All I want to feel is you within me.”

Luna could not have been happier to oblige, one arm gently wrapping about Celestia’s neck while the other matched her sister’s tender efforts in its snaking along that perfect, naked form. She loved the feel of Celestia’s breasts, those magnificent mounds of fatty flesh unparalleled in all the lifetimes of the earth. She took pause to pinch the nipple- but only gently, not enough to bring about pain that would wound her sister’s more dainty spirit. It was the most delightful thing about her sister that she had rediscovered: the delicacy in which she longed to make love, an elegance that even Cadance couldn’t hope to match. Luna desired wild and unrestrained, like an eagle soaring in the starlit night- but here in this bedroom which they both knew so well, she was more than content to simply be gentle and loving; her fingers at last finding Celestia’s folds and into which Luna’s trimmed, softened fingers delved just as her sister performed the same for her. Would she outpace her? Pluck and play relentlessly until she made her sister beg for mercy? Not at all- she met those awaiting lips with a kiss that spoke to all her years of absence and longing, opening them wide and letting her tongue find its mate so they could dance and twirl about. All teasing and showboating that had been granted for their guests earlier was now gone, the two entwined hearts knowing nothing but one another as they melded together, slickened flavor and heartfelt presses uniting them in the depths of a passion they alone could ever hope to know.

Luna felt an intensified pressure upon her and her moan of surprise was muffled; Celestia had leaned into her, tongue now licking wildly as fingerwork intensified. She was beginning to climax, coming closer to giving Luna the satisfaction that could only come from her sister. In the heartbeat that their eyes could meet, the moonlight Princess saw it so perfectly within that gaze she cherished that it was enough to make her heart melt, turn her own body into butter and more than eager to release. Celestia, her dearest, oldest love, would always have a special place in her heart for Luna alone, no matter how well tonight went. What more could she ask for? She broke the kiss and began to pluck maddeningly, their saliva dripping down across their bodies as both came together, their moans unable to be muffled as each poured out onto one another in exultation. Celestia cried loudly and dove into her sister’s neck for shelter and safety, kissing it wildly as she continued to shudder into Luna’s hand. When the love-bound pair at last came to ease, Celestia only paused to place on last, slow kiss on her beloved sister’s lips.

“And don’t you ever worry again,” she teased, fingers coming upon their slickened tongues and gracing them both with that sultry flavor they both cherished. “So enjoy yourself tonight.”

Luna could only return it with a small, tender touch, hoping that it would be enough. Free of fear, free of whatever worry that might have hoped to rob her of joy tonight, she was reinvigorated and made excited once more. The long night had only begun. And as she began to slowly creep away from her sister’s freeing embrace, she began to feel the eyes of her former audience that now became participants. It felt even better now, considering the weight that had lifted from her shoulders. Hmm…. Experience or tentativeness? Romantic or anxious? I do like to deflower…

Twilight and Cadance’s frantic kisses had become well out of hand, even if they had not immediately understood why. Incensed by the crying of their soon-to-be partners, they could not have hoped to stop and see themselves put at ease even if they had tried. Each kiss had become better and yet somehow not good enough, every lather of tongue more than they ever could have hoped for while only intensifying their aching hearts. When that great, magnificent song had entered their ears and set the world ablaze, their sloppy trail of saliva was revealed and the two women could only stare at the unrivaled magnificence that was Celestia and Luna united in orgasm, an artistry of perfection that left them dumbstruck. Suddenly, in the face of such brilliance, all they could do was lust and wish to join in. Maybe, just maybe, they’d be able to lick away a few spare droplets before nothing was left.

Celestia turned to her guests and grinned, beckoning for Luna to join her in her muted teasing. A single finger came forth before Cadance’s brightened eyes and wagged, hypnotizing the love-making goddess and leading her away. “Tell me, Cadance,” she said pleasantly, fingers wrapping about her new partner’s wrist and leading her to a more secluded part of the bed. “Did you ever watch me undress?”

“A couple times,” Cadance replied, setting herself on her knees and delightedly eyeing up her latest prize. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Did you touch yourself to me? I really want to know…”

“Every time, you gorgeous thing.”

“Then I hope I feel better than your daydream,” Celestia whispered, and she held herself back from the longing Princess no longer and saw their lips meet for a kiss.

Twilight, now partnerless, dimly wondered if she should feel robbed. But really, watching the two women she had lusted after most become deeply engaged in a battle of tongues seemed too good to be true, so why complain? She loved watching this, perfectly content to pluck away at herself and enjoy the show-

“Oh Twilight,” Luna purred, interrupting her pretty young prey’s indulgences to whisper in her ear. “Surely you didn’t forget about me, did you? Just sitting there and playing with yourself. I’m hurt!”

Twilight didn’t mean to gasp- it just sort of came out. But when her fingers felt further presence and were joined by a new sensation that she didn’t recognize, it was her prompt reaction. Turning and finding Luna right beside her, the beautiful new Princess was glad to feel that touch of Luna’s lips on her own, a force behind it that she could only swoon.

“Don’t bother watching, darling. Just- just focus on me,” Luna said pleasantly, guiding Twilight away from the rapturous sight and keeping her straying eyes focused upon her own darkened gaze. “You’re not still scared, are you?”

Twilight found herself refocused, and didn’t mind this new obsession in the slightest; she had not yet bothered to take in Luna’s naked body, more preoccupied with Cadance and her own feelings to truly soak it in. Good heavens- such muscle and tone she possessed, a perfect sort of power that mere touch didn’t seem to satisfy! Luna was strong, solid and built as steel against Twilight’s far more delicate skin. Never had she felt like this with someone, so deep in their clutches that escape was impossible and the only inevitability was to be ravished. Twilight never could have guessed just how much she’d like it.

“Do you think I’m pretty, Twilight?” Luna asked, leaning in and letting her breath pour onto her prey’s lips. “Do you think I’m sexy?”

“Yeah…” Twilight replied, trying to close the gap between them- but Luna kept retreating-!

“Even if I’m not Cadance? Or Tia? I know you’ve wanted her for so long.”

“Yeah…”

“So who do you want right now, mm? Mind telling me?”

“You!”

“So open wide,” Luna commanded, delightedly taking her prey in her clutches and proceeding to devour all hopes of resistance in a bout of wonderful, passionate kisses.

Twilight thought she had known the meaning of swooning, but never before now could she have hoped to understand such a feeling. Luna’s lips were soft and yet so forceful and fierce! She adored the sensations, craved the feeling of their bodies united, each new kiss intensified as naked body grinded against one another and incensing their bout of love. Their first kiss together had been little more than a taster, a mere hint at the power that dwelt within her. Twilight couldn’t hope to overcome it, or even match it, so she only tried to meet it with whatever sort of eagerness she had and see Luna well-fought. It was a duel, a joust of tongues, something so wonderful that the poor Princess felt lost in its sensuous wrath. Was this even a kiss? She felt their lower lips grind together once again and she wondered if there was a word that could hope to describe this feeling. Luna was power and glory, all so deeply wrapped into a fervent lust that Twilight did not mind being overwhelmed by it in the slightest. Luna, this magnificent conqueror, had taken her mouth captive well before she could have even hoped to realize it.

“Why, Twilight, I don’t think you’re even really trying!” Luna remarked, suddenly halting their kiss and letting their intermingled saliva shine before them. “Don’t you think I’m pretty? I’d hate to only have your pity.”

Pity? Twilight took the words as an insult, more than happy to be entranced by this powerful specimen. She attacked Luna’s lips and lathered her praises, soon directing her attention to the breasts further below and trying her hardest to set them afire. Nibbles and bites alike as she fought for this woman’s approval, pinches and grabs to incite potent sensations. Cadance had wanted her right from the start, perfectly happy just to feel Twilight against her naked flesh; Luna seemed eager to make Twilight struggle, do all she could to offer worship.

“Not bad at all, Twilight,” Luna said, pausing the younger woman’s efforts with a fierce kiss, tongues dancing about in open mouths for only a moment. “But if you want to know how to pinch a nipple- well, let me give an example.”

The hands that cupped her newly sized breasts could not have gone unnoticed, and most certainly not known as gentle; Luna’s performance made Twilight’s best attempts seem feeble in comparison, the pinches and kneads that came from the moonlight goddess setting her to squirming. The mouth that came upon her other breast was at first gentle, little more than licks along the areola- but merely a softening of the blow, instantly lost in the bites that came upon titflesh and could not be ignored. Twilight gasped at the pain’s first entrance- then cried aloud as it continued onwards, down her body and setting it alight like a flame. But despite it all, the overwhelming force of it, Luna’s artistry was somehow perfect. She feels so GOOD!

“Ooh, I felt that,” Luna giggled, relenting from her assault on Twilight’s now-quivering frame. “Are you sorry for forgetting me now, Twilight?”

“I’m sorry!” Twilight said, half-wondering if she should beg for Luna’s punishing worship to continue. “I’ve just got to make it up to you!”

“Oh, yes you do,” Luna purred in a silken voice. “I’m going to eat you alive, Twilight- but only if you do the same for me. Do you promise?”

“I promise…”

“Say it, my sweet pet.”

“I’m going to eat you alive,” Twilight declared shakily. She was about to delve into the depths of this wild creature and take her captive- willingly, even!

“Oh, now I’m excited,” Luna said, shifting herself about until her head rested between Twilight’s legs, her magnificent moon hanging just above Twilight’s eager tongue and dribbling down the smallest morsels for further teasing. “Don’t disappoint me, now.”

Twilight’s conscience wouldn’t have dared to allow such a thing. The moment she felt Luna begin her crusade in her folds she made claim on that magnificent ass and began to do the same. Each hole that lay there for her claiming seemed to be somehow more desirable than the other, keeping craving Twilight more occupied than she would have dared to believe. Oh, what tasted better? The slickened, still-soaked pussy of Luna that had been made sweet and damp by her sister’s masterwork? Or was this ass the more desirable piece of the plunder, now turned wet by her own trailings? Twilight didn’t know, nor did she care- all she wanted was to eat away without care, to worship Luna’s body and see it devoured, utterly devoured! She loved this pussy, she craved that ass, and how glorious it was to have it there for her to worship! And the feelings that came from below-! Luna had experience that went well past voracious, Twilight feeling entrapped by the Princess’ devourings. It was a heady, forceful experience that did not possess an ounce of the sweet romanticism that Cadance had delivered, but instead a potent presence that would not be ignored. Twilight knew the differences, felt it completely- and loved it.

But a shudder? No, too soon! She wailed, not yet feeling even a small tremor from Luna in return. She couldn’t stop, couldn’t pause now. She had to intensify, meet force for force or leave this mighty warrior unsatisfied. Twilight’s fingers came into play and began to pluck at Luna’s open ass while her mouth continued its messy meal within glistening folds, trying to somehow match this ancient hunger with something of her own-

And there! A shake of body! Twilight felt Luna’s bottom smash into her face as the moonlight Princess silently begged for more, the two devouring one another madly in an effort to see themselves satisfied. What was better, to be eaten or to eat? To feel the lustful passions of their partner or to bring them about themselves? Luna and Twilight, wrapped about one another and lost in sensuous glory, struggled to hold back a little bit longer until they could struggle no more. Twilight had to pause, had to moan and open wide as she felt the first deluge soak her face- and exult in the feeling that came as she did the same to beautiful, wonderful Luna! Oh, she hadn’t imagined something could feel so good! So fiery, this untamed passion of lovemaking that she had never known could exist!

Twilight had to lay there for a moment, letting the moment sink in so as to be fully appreciated. Fingers that traced along her body and moving slowly upwards did not let her remain that way for long, Luna appearing before her and placing a sweet kiss on her lips that seem so starkly contrasted against the ferocity she had just endured.

“I’m impressed, Twilight,” Luna remarked pleasantly, lying atop Twilight’s more sizeable breasts and gently massaging them so as to ease away the wondrous wounds she had dealt. “And here I thought you’d wilt soon as I got a hold of you. It seems you’re no delicate flower.”

“Luna, you’re-” Twilight wasn’t certain of the word. How could she hoped to describe it?

“Exciting? Powerful? Amazing?”

“Sexy.”

“Mmm… and don’t I know it,” Luna giggled delightedly, another kiss to seal the words away in their minds forever. “But I’m glad you think so, too.” Their moment together could have happily continued but was soon interrupted by a cry from the other side of the bed. As their attentions were dragged from one another to elsewhere, it was with a leap of excitement that they saw the finale of a grand exhibition arriving before them.

Between Cadance and Celestia, it did not take long for the hungrier of the pair to reveal themselves, the love goddess’ long dry spell having incensed her beyond any hope of self-control. When Celestia had found her lips, seen her held fast in a kiss, Cadance had responded in splendid form. The ever-wondrous Princess of the Sun was almost overwhelmed by the ferocity of her desiring partner, even her many intimate moments with Luna hardly enough when faced against a love-hungry beauty. But though she was the gentlest of them all, her experience demanded that she hold her ground. Fingers that ran through her hair were forced downwards and put around magnificent, lush breasts that surpassed all the women of the world; her own experienced hands found a thick bottom and gripped it tightly, bringing the starved woman close and letting their earliest dribbles flow onto awaiting flesh. Celestia’s lips were there to soothe the aching heart that had been left alone for so long; her tongue snuck through and gently massaged that of its pair so as to ease the burning fire that refused to be quenched. She knew Cadance’s misery, having felt it across a lifetime’s worth of the world- and that knowledge made loving her something tender.

“Ooh…” Cadance slowly slithered her tongue away from that of its delicate partner, taking each moment slowly so as to enjoy the fullness of its flavor. “Auntie, I’ve waited for this for ages now.”

“I do not doubt it,” Celestia murmured, kissing her way down to Cadance’s fatty mounds and giving them a lover’s treatment. “All those days unsatisfied, yearning to be treated like a lady… poor, sweet Cadance!” Each word emphasized a new kiss upon nipples, or a new squeeze and gentle flick to stimulate the senses. “I never should have let you go. You could have tempted Twilight here so much sooner-”

“Oh, oh, and I’d- mmf-! I’d never have spent a night alone,” Cadance breathed, more than happy to let herself be held within such a loving embrace. She was being treated like a goddess, finally feeling all the senses of satisfaction that she had wanted. Celestia’s touch felt so warm and soft, each stroke of tongue so perfect in her hungering eyes. If she had only fallen for Twilight instead, or begged to be Celestia’s harem girl… but as she told herself, this night was more than worth the wait. Tonight would see the fulfillment of all her fantasies.

“So tell me, Cadance,” Celestia said, eyes aglow with a soft playfulness. “What would you ask of your Auntie Celestia, hm?”

Cadance was at first surprised by the offer, only for her eyes to shrink and become greedy slits. She took in Celestia’s full, masterwork of a body in all its unrestrained glory, wondering which part she liked best- and found she wanted something rather simple. “A kiss, Auntie,” she whispered, and found her open mouth ensnared by the glorious, silken tongue of Celestia that danced about her own. It was a softness unlike anything she’d known, each stroke and supple pleasure that came from it like that of a bride on her wedding night. Oh, did Celestia know how to treat her! Even if this splendid Princess’ heart could only be fully given to her sister, just how much love she gave to others, also!

“Tasty,” Celestia giggled. “But surely that isn’t all.”

“Just… one more thing.”

“And that is?”
Cadance grinned. “If it’s alright… I’d kinda like to sit on your face.”

Celestia didn’t seem the least bit surprised by the request, her answer coming in the form of kisses that trailed down Cadance’s body and coming to a pause at the glowing folds that awaited their worship. “If you’d be so kind, dear,” Celestia said.

Cadance didn’t need more invitation than that, lifting herself up just enough so that Celestia’s lovely features could slide beneath; arms wrapped about thighs and held on tightly, the goddess of love rising back only the smallest amount and letting her dampened sex be there for the plucking-

“Ah!” Cadance couldn’t help but let the cry leave her unstifled. Celestia-! Celestia felt better than her dreams could have conjured, more skill and sweet precision in every move she made. The touch was tender, wonderful, ecstatic! It was a miracle that she didn’t gush at the slightest touch. Twilight’s love and efforts had been brilliant, the bright spark her husband had never possessed, but this was something else entirely! This was the love that came on a wedding night, the deep sensations of passion that only came when two of flesh became one. Celestia’s mouth was a presence, but one so willing to be soft and slow so as to let her enjoy the experience; she was granting Cadance the gift her failed marriage had never given, and now at last she could feel her waiting end. Celestia tended every need, every ounce of dissatisfaction melting away and cast aside as nibbling bites pulled gently at folds, or where her velvet tongue went exploring. She had needed this, to be treated like a bride at last! Oh, oh how she had waited for this, to know the adoration and pleasure that came from an equal! First sweet Twilight, now Celestia so deep within her that she could feel each breath that came upon her lower lips- and still the night was not yet at an end! Cadance’s joy was in raptures, heightened by the woman who now tended to her buried feelings of disappointment and loneliness-!

She tried to hold back for a little while longer, but her first orgasm came strong and fast from deep within her, pouring over Celestia’s body and streaming like the crash of a wave. She attempted to hold back her cry, but the song that escaped her lips was like the coo of a dove. It was in all her will to hold back, not feel its burning intensity- but as soon she felt the initial wave leave, the second utterly consumed her. Cadance’s instincts no longer requested restraint but instead begged for release, and she did not let an ounce of her ecstasy be unspoken. Her form quivered, her mouth agape, Cadance had felt her wedding night restored at last.

It was only good that she try to return the favor. “Auntie!” she breathed, still heaving from her moment, body still dribbling the last spare droplets. “Turn around, turn around! Hurry, hurry, hurry!” She was trying to extract this heavenly woman from beneath her, claim that body and try to see the greatest Princess of Equestria scream-

Celestia, still soaked and trying to clean herself of her conquest, found her eyes going wide as Cadance took command of her unrivaled figure. She felt herself flipped about, face pressed into the bedsheets as the shaking of Cadance’s own body crept downwards across her own. She felt her body shifted by the hands of another, put to her knees while her unspoiled ass remained in the air like a prize waiting to be claimed. And when she felt the first lick along her rim, she at last knew what the adoring Princess of Love had in mind-

Her eyes turned and saw movement cease where there had once been a multitude of it. Twilight and Luna had come to a halt and were now staring, watching as Cadance began to eat out Celestia’s ass. Their dumbstruck faces that so clearly now mingled with envy only made the gifted princess grin; they would enjoy the show.

Twilight wasn’t sure there was even a solitary part of her that would have been able to hold back the gasp that escaped her lips, watching the nigh-holy sight as Cadance began her exploration of that thick bottom that just so happened to be Celestia’s, the ass of the woman she had longed for since she was young- now being devoured by the first woman she had ever hoped to love! To the helpless, joyous spectator, she didn’t know which part of the display was better. Cadance and that marvelous mouth of hers were at work to the point of illustrious excellence, the showcasing of her skills a different sort of arousal than what had occurred when the love goddess had put those talents to use in her folds. This was meant to be both an outpouring and a spectacle, taking her gloried lover and forcing the poor woman to display every ounce of her delight for their dumbstruck audience as much as it was a tease. Both Cadance and Celestia were made to be desired, lusted after and wanted. To be the one that felt beautiful, wonderful, magnificent Cadance’s long and slithering tongue in their ass was a gift; to be the lucky soul that made Celestia weaken and shudder was a treasure. All Luna and Twilight could do was lust for them both, desire those naked bodies against theirs and wish to feel every ounce of that pristine passion and take it captive.

For Twilight, she looked at Cadance and wanted that perfect woman to be hers yet again, to feel her filthy tongue upon her own after all it had consumed tonight. And as for Celestia… her once-buried desire for that magnificent woman was unable to be hindered, absolutely begging for a release. She wanted Celestia, craved her, lusted for her and wanted to drink of her very soul!

Luna watched as she lay atop her younger prey and felt both awe and jealousy. To see her beloved sister struggle against an orgasm that was not of her making was infuriating and yet incredibly arousing. She liked the idea of seeing her sister like this, so vulnerable and incapable of holding back emotion. It was a perspective she had never really had before, and found that she rather enjoyed it. Sure, her sister’s best nights would always be with her, but to see her a slave to another woman’s passions was adorable.

Particularly when that woman was Cadance! God, how have I ignored her for so long? Luna’s horniness abounded tonight, and she found herself longing for the excited goddess maddeningly. Cadance was clearly a maestro of lovemaking, and needed a proper challenge. She hadn’t known quite how badly she wanted to be the one that gave such a challenge to her.

She felt a slight tremble against her body and soon realized Twilight was touching her. An instinct that only arousal could bring as she watched the two women enjoy one another. Twilight was lusting after both of them now. Eager to tease her, Luna let her hand go down below and pluck only gently at Twilight, pushing her feelings to a brutal threshold. Not to orgasm, but just beneath. She wanted this to be both glory and pain.

Celestia moaned as Cadance continued to deliver tonguestrokes again and again, even when fair form trembled and released its agonizing ecstasies. Her time with Luna had always been about the clit, a foray into the stimulations of sex that pressed so wonderfully against sex. She had expected Cadance to enjoy tonight, but to this degree? The poor girl has been starved, she surmised. It’s a good thing Twilight finally relented, otherwise she may have burst! Every other thought disappeared when she felt the next tonguestroke- she could only shudder and cry out again, sight disappearing for a time before she could find sense again, and soon finding her gaze met by the clear dark gaze of her beloved sister.

“How is she, Cellie?” Luna asked, kissing her sister’s lips so as to stimulate her senses further.

“Mmm, like a dream, Lulu,” Celestia murmured with a giggle. “Wouldn’t you like to find out?”

“Oh, I know I would,” Luna crowed, now eyeing Cadance as she extracted herself from the hidden depths of Celestia’s magnificent butt. “She looks like she might know a thing or two. Just maybe.” She crawled along her sister’s back, making sure to take her time and feel her sister’s still-trembling flesh against her own as she did so. She wanted to leave a trail of her juices behind for Twilight to find, a reminder of their time together even when she was with another.

Cadance backed herself away from her once-prey with a grin, giving she and Luna enough room to fully explore one another, something she suspected was to be an intense affair. Yes, she had craved her two aunts for some time now, but she had an inkling of an idea that her time with Luna was to be something of a different kind of lovemaking compared to what she had just enjoyed with Celestia. This was a woman just as sexually hungry, as voracious as she was. If anything, this was to be a contest of wills, to see who could outlast who. And despite her desire to come away from tonight more than satisfied for her years of emptiness, Cadance couldn’t help but desire to be the one that overcame Luna at last.

“Hi,” Luna said with a smile, creeping her way into Cadance’s awaiting arms and soon bringing the expecting woman into an embrace of her own. “And here I thought you were trying to avoid me all night.”

“Avoid you? Oh, Lulu, you know I couldn’t keep myself away,” Cadance replied. She pushed herself closer, wanting to feel the heat of every breath, every ounce of this vigorous woman’s energy. “It’ll be nice to feel someone almost as hungry as me.”

“Almost?” Luna cried indignantly. “Almost! Cadance, darling, you’ve never known hunger like me.”

“I’ll take that bet,” Cadance smirked. “I’ll take the lead- the first one to moan loses. Sound fair?”

“Only because it gives you a fighting chance.”

Cadance laughed and promptly took Luna in a ferocious kiss, their mouths glued together as tongue and lip wrestled against one another in a brilliant display of maddened passion, fire and envy and desire overwhelming and inciting one another to greater heights until they could not be contained. Hands plunged downwards and found awaiting fold that beckoned for their latest lovers, fingers diving deep within and setting to work as they had never done before.

Luna had never felt a vigor like this, her sister’s genteel touch always soothing and calming to the senses; this was hunger and intensity that had intertwined and become maddening, a carnal craving that wanted to be seen as nothing but the most magnificent of its kind. She felt illustrious, pushed to the brink of her senses and wanted little more than to be catatonic; but Cadance, though she wished for no rival, had to be met with equal ferocity. So Luna squirmed and fought, struggled against the lovely woman’s touch and gave her all that she was worth in return. She loved her sister, rejoiced in tending to her wants and needs- but tonight she was free to unleash the ravenous beast within, and nothing would hold her back.

Cadance, on the other hand, found herself in a unique danger that she rather enjoyed: she was being overwhelmed, pushed to the ecstatic brink by this fireball of a woman that now so intensely plucked away within her. It was a delight to fight back with equal vigor, to slip her fingers deep within Luna’s already-ravished sex and feel it begin to slicken yet again. Luna had already felt her sister’s touch, known Twilight’s adoring lapping, but she had yet to know the masterful elegance that only Cadance could provide. This was a chance to unleash all that she knew, a primal urge that had been held in check for so long that all memory of it had been forgotten. But here, jousting tongues with Luna and her handiwork slithering deep through folds-! It was ferocious, powerful, a sapphic delight that reached ecstasies bordering on painful, and more than she could have hoped for. As Luna met her every move with a skilled work of her own, she felt herself pushed to a long-forgotten limit. This glorious warrior of the deep night was able to match her ounce for ounce, skill for skill. And oh, how Cadance had forgot just how rough she liked it!

Luna pulled her saliva-coated tongue from Cadance’s own with a flourish, their loving spatter dotting their faces; a bite on Cadance’s lip in the hopes of eliciting a cry, to enhance the fervor-

The Princess of Love met her equal and let her free hand rise to a once-assaulted nipple and pinched hard, pulling Luna’s tongue back into the depths of her mouth as though it belonged nowhere else. Oh, how she’d forgotten just how much she loved this, a real battle of love that could make one burst-!

One long, sensuous slither of marvelous pink organs and at last she heard it: a muffled, thin moan of delight that poured from Luna’s mouth and into her own- and even a small shudder as Cadance felt a rush of fluid across her fingers. The Princess of the Night was trying to hold back, to somehow retrieve her stolen sound and continue the struggle, but she had been caught like a fox in a trap. Cadance, that marvelous goddess of beauty and love, had won their loving duel.

Though it was a pity to see such a marvelous kiss end, Cadance extracted herself from Luna’s embrace so as to gloat in her victory. “Did I hear a moan, Luna?” she inquired cheekily. “Goodness, and I was just starting to have fun.”

“You haven’t heard anything yet,” Luna countered, lifting Cadance’s right leg so as to place herself in between. Before a warning could come she pressed hard and grinded; slow, lingering with each moment so as to intensify the feeling. She wanted Cadance to focus on nothing else but her pussy, to feel nothing but bodies pressed right where it mattered. The Princess of the Night had lost their first battle, but was determined to win the next.

Cadance gave a breathy sigh and sank back as the pleasurable feeling of Luna’s body dealt its heavenly blow, its force a wonder to endure. “Oh fuck…”

“Ooh, I think that’s better than a scream,” Luna purred. “Quitting already?”

“Not on your life,” Cadance replied, taking hold of Luna’s naked figure and giving herself greater grip. She had felt elation in that grind and knew she needed to feel it again. “You’re not done until you make me scream.”

“Only if you return the favor.” A fierce rub and Luna felt her earliest juices already flow and mingle with her lover’s. Their bout was to be fantastic.

It was a glorious sight to behold, a wonder of lovemaking that was rivalled by only a few across the history of time. But nothing could hope to distract Twilight now, not at the climax of this glorious night of nights. As she watched Luna crawl her way over to an awaiting Cadance, the poor princess felt her heart skip a beat as she realized, the moment she had longed for all her life was actually here. That exquisite goddess of the sun was coming to her with a smoldering lust in her eyes, all for her. She was going to, at long last, make love to Princess Celestia.

Celestia’s smile was genuine and oh so sweet, her hand reaching out for Twilight’s and finding it met instantly. Fingers intertwined and held firm like a drowning man to a lifeline. Twilight’s gaze was still ferocious, hungering, even after all the night’s revelry. How long had she waited for this? Celestia had known that Twilight had harbored a rather potent crush, but she had always tried her best to turn the young woman to her companions. After all, she’d only ever had eyes for her sister. But now… tonight was a union of them all, an undertaking that could not have been more desired. Twilight’s dreams were coming true, and Celestia was delighted that she could see them fulfilled. “I’m sorry I kept you waiting, Twi-”

The kiss that Twilight gave her was something she should have expected, but the might it contained was beyond what the sunlit princess could have guessed. She felt all of Twilight’s heartbreak and sorrow, all those lonely years of desiring and longing that had been left unfulfilled. When she opened her eyes and saw tears beginning to form on that sweet face, it could have easily broken her. Instead, she felt a sudden rush of affection for her young peer, pulling herself from Twilight’s lips and tending to the salty droplets that threatened to drip down her cheeks. “No tears tonight, Twilight,” Celestia whispered. “I know you’ve waited so long.”

“For Cadance. And for you,” Twilight breathed in a voice struggling against further tears. “And when Luna came, I just- I’m sorry…”

“Be sorry for nothing, my sweet,” Celestia said, again returning to Twilight’s lips and seeing them properly tended to with an absolute menagerie of kisses. She loved the feel of this young woman upon her, so willing and pure without a thought of restraint. Twilight held an intensity and a sweetness in her gestures, a balance of fire and ice that she had not yet encountered that night. When she let her own tongue loose and slipped it through the thin line of her lips, she delighted to find Twilight meeting her there for every caress they could give one another. It had not been too long ago that they had argued over who was the best kisser; now having kissed all three of them, Celestia wanted to give the award to Twilight.

A hand brushed through her hair and held her fast, Twilight melting into Celestia’s arms until she lay in her lover’s lap, the two women feeling no great urge to intensify matters. They simply continued with their ballet of kisses, a dance of saliva that was born of love both young and old yet still so strong. Celestia weaved her fingers across Twilight’s cheek and opened the young woman’s mouth wider, pulling forth that splendid tongue and giving it a proper suckling, enjoying the mixture of flavor that still held to it. She recognized Luna’s by heart, was now familiar with Cadance’s, and was delighted when she tasted a flavorful tang that could only be Twilight’s. “Aah…” Their kiss came into the open so gently that it would seem as though instinct; their tongues between them as they continued to hold and stroke one another, bare skin coming closer and closer together with each new lap they took of one another. Twilight was holding to her more tightly, and she to Twilight as their wondrous world grew gloriously sloppy.

“Celestia, please,” Twilight whispered, pausing in her words to give her sun-kissed partner’s tongue one last kiss. “I want- I need you right now.”

“Of course you do,” Twilight,” Celestia replied. A kiss on her beautiful lips, one repeated on her neck before a lather of tongue came to soothe heady breastflesh. “Has tonight been good for you?”

“The best night,” was the answer. Twilight’s hands played with her lover’s tits, flowing across them like warm water as she kneaded.

“Then let’s make it a little better,” Celestia declared, her smile now glowing. Gently lifting a solitary leg so as to properly position herself, she held her jewel of a slit right before its eager partner’s, only the smallest of the ether to separate them. “Make love to me, Twilight. I want to feel you.”

The press that came next was wonderful. Twilight’s daydreams and thoughts in the dark hours of the night were incomparable to the reality that was Celestia’s body, so firmly pressed against her that it could only be called a grind. She had wanted this for years, waited and longed for the day that she just might be able to love Celestia, having given up hope so long ago that she had half-believed it would never come to pass. But now as she felt the second bout of pressure against her pussy, Twilight happily gave a moan and gloried in the feeling. This beautiful, resplendent goddess was making love to her at last, actually scissoring her! With every passing moment, with each new press that she gave and was given in return, it was more perfect than any dream could have ever hoped to be.

Celestia felt a glow in her heart at the sight of Twilight grinding against her, relished every cry that escaped her beautiful lips. This was something good, a dormant longing at last given release. She had seen the heartbreak in her eyes when Twilight had realized that she loved Luna instead. But now she could share that love between them all, to give every ounce of herself to all three of these beautiful women and know it was alright… Twilight’s waiting and hoping had not been for naught after all, and the thought of it only made Celestia more excited herself. The only regret she could imagine was not having brought this about sooner!

Celesta moaned as Twilight continued the pressure, the two holding to one another and allowing themselves to revel in the moment. They couldn’t help but intensify, to heighten the strength and power of their continuous unions. All the more they went, further and further with each thrust as sex found sex in a most magnificent display of love, glorious and wonderful-!

When she felt herself give a hearty shudder, the cry that came was a symphony of sound that could not simply come from one person alone. The rapturous sound of Cadance had entered the world by Luna’s command, mingling with that of Twilight’s and putting the Princess of the Sun into euphoria. She loved that happy sound, mixed so perfectly with the feeling orgasm and fluids that ran out from Twilight’s fulfilled sex and onto her lover’s skin. It was a dream come true, to have them all together at last. “Twilight,” she breathed, releasing herself from Twilight’s clutches so as to crawl to those awaiting lips and see them kissed. “I hope I was worth the wait.”

Twilight nodded happily and returned to their kiss, her wild fervor of lust somehow still burning bright within her. How she wanted more, craved more, needed more! Tonight was perfect, pristine, absolutely maddeningly wonderful, but she needed more! She kissed Celestia, sucked on her tongue, did whatever she could to satisfy this last, vicious urge that seemed so impossible to overcome. She had never craved so badly, so deeply. Even after all that had transpired, her blissful moments with three beautiful women, there was still an itch that demanded it be scratched.

The presence of her tongue against Celestia’s found itself a new companion, one that was so artfully skilled that it made the young princess’ heart skip a beat. Cadance had joined them again, that most wondrous of kissers! She happily waggled her tongue between them, let her own be used as a meeting place for the two women-

A soft giggle and a new pressure to join them, Luna adding her own wondrous form to the mix. Twilight felt herself struggling all the more at this sudden influx of affection, desperate for that final release to be brought about. “Stay with me!” Twilight gasped, reaching out for Cadance and taking that splendid tongue captive within her mouth, begging for its continued, unrivaled caress that she knew held no equal. Oh, she hadn’t even known you could miss such a thing!

Celestia watched as the two younger women became lost in their kiss and felt herself slightly affronted- but only for a moment as her attentions were taken hold by the feeling of Luna’s lips against hers, the sweet kiss of her sister still able to send a thrill through her heart. “Have fun?” her sister asked.

“Maybe a little,” Celestia giggled, “but it seems our two lovebirds need a little more fun.”

“Mmm, I like their thinking,” Luna mused as she watched Twilight and Cadance’s kiss deepen, the love goddess’ hands tending to Twilight’s breast and seemingly inching further down. “One last tryst before bed?”

“Only if you’ll share.” Celestia kissed her sister with a hearty smack and the two women descended for one last adventure, spreading awaiting legs open and letting their intertwined tongues combine their skills in the depths of Twilight’s pussy.

Twilight cried aloud, or would have if her mouth was not so expertly tended to by Cadance’s own. She could hear the beautiful women give a small start, then the hands that had tended to her mounds withdrew and begin to flick away, the familiar aroma of Cadance’s juices joining the foray. It was a scent that made Twilight hunger for it once again and she made to crawl her way along that body and find it-

Wait! The feeling of waggling tongues entering her lower depths came and stole her senses away from any rational thought. Celestia and Luna were eating her out together, their brilliant tonguework intermingling within her folds and even below. She had never been so cared for, so totally aroused and met for everything she could muster. Cadance was locked to her lips and delighting in the sensation so much that she had to masturbate so as to endure it; Celestia was kissing her sister and kissing Twilight also, lavishing her affections on her folds so beautifully; Luna would only relinquish herself from her sister so as to make her effects on Twilight’s ass yet again, leave an indelible mark and never be forgotten. How could she know anything better than this, to be loved by such beautiful women- and all at once?

She climaxed, felt the glory within her soul, and released. Twilight’s relief was palpable, painful, and so desperately needed. Body trembled as the last of her spirit faded, that last great hunger finally fed and leaving her desires be. As Twilight began to regain her self-control, she was only met by slickened fingers that tasted of Cadance’s juices and she lapped away at it hungrily.

“You dirty girl,” Cadance teased, cradling Twilight’s head in her lap. “If only I’d known you were so naughty…”

The two girls giggled together as they rested, watching as Celestia and Luna cleaned one another off slowly, kisses halting their work every few seconds and giving their guests one last show. When the mess had been tended to and no more spirit could be found in them to spur them on further, the four women fell together in a heap of exhaustion and laughter. Their fervor, now utterly spent, could not hope to be found in the midst of them now.

“I,” Cadance declared in a heavy breath, “am tired.”

“Can the Princess of Love be all loved out?” Luna asked. “I hardly dared to think we could manage such a thing.”

“Only when it’s you three,” Cadance replied, receiving a chorus of wearied giggles. “Goodness… I’m exhausted, I don’t even want to get up.”

“Hmm… I think there’s plenty of space for all of us,” Celestia said as she surveyed her bed, a piece of craftsmanship that just so happened to be especially large and roomy. “Heaven knows we could use a bit of a break.”

Twilight found herself exhausted, more exhausted than she had believed she could be. All fire had fled from her and it was an effort to crawl her way up the bed to find a pillow, eventually caving in to her last desire and cuddling up against Cadance. She smiled as she felt the woman’s arms wrap about her, the two women held to one another eager for some rest. The presence of another body nearby and Luna came to her other side, Celestia just behind her and adding her warmth to the worn party. It was a feeling so safe and comfortable that she could only give a small murmur of a sigh.

Sleep wouldn’t be long in coming, that much she knew. But no dream could hope to rival how she felt now.

Author's Note

This also got extremely out of hand. Holy shit, this stopped being fun halfway through.