Three Principals & A Bikini Contest

It was thus that round two commenced. For this round, the wolf whistles seemed to grow louder from the gallery. More skin was being shown, so this was not exactly unwarranted. All of the girls in the contest gave it their best, strutting and moving so as to arouse the judges and the crowd. For the three principals, it was another chance to prove that education could be sexy. Being a principal didn’t just mean sitting behind a desk all day, and Celestia was ready to confirm that. Her ass hung exposed as she maneuvered down the runway a second time. The thong’s string rubbed against her butthole with each movement, giving her an immense thrill.

The tip of the runway called her name and she answered posthaste. Once she arrived, she turned and shook her luscious posterior cheeks in the audience’s direction. She swore she heard a couple of guys howl like wolves. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she showed more of herself than she ever dreamed of…and she loved it. She even stuck her butt out, letting the judges get a full visual feast. This being accomplished, she turned and blew a kiss towards the audience before returning to the dressing area. She was incredibly pleased with her performance and stuck her nose up at Luna as the half-naked vice principal passed by.

“Top that,” she said.

“Oh, I will,” Luna responded.

“…and just how are you gonna do so?”

“Watch.”

Luna, clad in her almost black bikini, took to the stage. Her hair sparkled, matching her swimwear. The audience cheered and whooped as she made her way towards the runway’s tip. When she arrived, she slunk down like a stripper before slowly creeping back towards a standing position. On the way up, she played with her strings, teasing the audience and making them wild with desire. Her smile shone, glinting from the glare of the stage lights. She giggled, knowing that she had the audience in the palm of her hand. Then, she slowly undid the strap holding her top up. This caused a manic reaction from the spectators, though she continued to tease them. She knew she’d be showing her boobs at some point, just not yet. Using a well-placed hand, she held her top up as she moved to the other side of the runway.

This was where she would beat her sister…or, so she surmised. She held her top up as she strutted back towards the dressing area. Then, just before sliding through the curtain, she turned her back to the audience…and let her top fall. The reaction was thunderous. She swore that the runway shook beneath her feet. But she wasn’t done yet. She turned her head and offered a wink while keeping her exposed bosom hidden. The cheers were so great that she thought they’d bring the entire stage crashing down around her. She even got a little scared when she saw some security guards dealing with some…overzealous fans.

“Well…I’ll say they were rowdy!” She exclaimed when she saw her sister again.

“I…di….th…” Celestia stammered, “…that was the sexiest tease I’ve ever seen!”

Luna chuckled. “Did you enjoy that?”

“I did,” Celestia breathed, “though…not as much as I enjoyed my own performance.”

“You can’t ever let me have anything, can you?” Luna asked in a huff.

“Not in bikini contests, sister,” Celestia growled, “this is cutthroat competition.”

“-and I think I’m ready to hold the knife,” a new voice said.

Celestia and Luna turned and their mouths dropped. Cadance stood before them, clad in the tiniest bikini allowable by the round’s bylaws…and not the one that they’d selected for her. This new bikini was so small, in fact, that she might as well have been naked. Celestia and Luna were overjoyed at the sight and they had to stop themselves from masturbating. Cadance, ever the sweet girl, offered them both a kiss on the cheek before strutting through the curtain. When the light hit her, the crowd went nuts. The screams and calls were even louder than Luna’s. Cadance, once again playing to her subtle sexuality, moved forward, scratching her butt cheeks together in the process. She knew how soft and firm they were and she wanted everyone else to know it, too.

When she got to the tip of the runway, she decided to be just a tiny bit more daring. Slowly, she pulled on the strings of her tiny top, letting them snap back against her skin. The majority of her boobs were visible, and just hearing the strings snap sent the crowd into another frenzy. She smiled at them, turned and walked back to the dressing area. Her confidence was at an all-time high and when she reached Celestia and Luna, she grabbed both of them. Not only was her confidence high, her sexual systems were as well. Just having that much of her seen by that many men turned her on greatly and she drug Celestia and Luna into their private dressing room.

“Alright, bitches,” she said, “I’m high on all of this…and you’re gonna help me come down.”

“Hey!” Luna protested, “I thought you were our bitch!”

“Oh, come now,” Cadance said, “I can’t be your bitch all the time.”

“She’s right,” Celestia said, “I mean, if we’re dealing with sexual fairness here, we do owe it to her to let her have her way with us at least once.”

“True, true,” Luna said, “alright, mistress, give us the ass kicking we deserve!”

“Oh, I’ll do more than that, Luna,” Cadance said, “much…much more. See…being single, I’ve had lots of free time to view porn and pound my own snatch.”

“I like the way you said that,” Celestia cooed.

“Me too,” Luna said, “and especially while you’re…ahem…dressed so inappropriately.”

Cadance knelt down and faced Luna. “I think I’m dressed perfectly. The problem here is that you and your sister are overdressed.”

“Oh, forgive us,” Luna said, playing along, “we’ll take our clothes off right now!”

“Please do,” Cadance responded.