Disposing of the Evidence

As Flurry fell back onto the bed, Twilight stood up. She hadn't reached any degree of climax tonight, and Flurry had been over the edge twice. Three times, counting what happened during daylight hours. That would not do.

"I'm not done with you," grinned Twilight, tackling him to the bed and pinning down his shoulders. "You're not going to leave me high and dry this time." She brought over a gyrating dildo and shoved it up Flurry's arse. Within a moment, Flurry's cock was rock hard again and ready to keep going, despite his mind still being washed over with pleasure.

Twilight took the initiative, slipping her snatch around the flared tip and devouring the shaft in one dip. Sure, it was big, but she was so hot and bothered at this point that her body just made adjustments to itself to let him in as far as he could go. several pain receptors were shut off, membranes stretched out, and organs rearranged themselves to make room.

Twilight took a minute or two to feel the member inside of her. It wasn't the biggest she'd ever had, but it was still bigger than average. All of it was brand new hardware, and it had never been touched by anypony else. There wasn't really anything like a "new cock smell," and even if there were, colts would be jumped right away for their fresh pheromones. But there was something magical about this untouched skin that sent waves of excitement through Twilight's mind. It was a very unique experience that was seldom spoken of, and it was due some credit.

As Flurry's mind began to clear, he grabbed Twilight by the hips and began to shift his groin, bouncing her slowly up and down on his dick. Being inside of this warm, dripping wet hole was divine, and every light movement was met with exquisite returns.

It wasn't long before the two were slapping their hips against each other in tandem, without any need for cues from the other. It didn't matter who was in charge anymore. They were working together to drive their partner to climax. Twilight's fingernails dug into Flurry's shoulders and chest, and Flurry had a firm grip on Twilight's breasts. True, he'd had his own pair mere hours ago, and he'd played with Twilight's several times, but there was something different this time. In the past, he would play with them while Twilight was sucking off a stallion, and the moans she let out were exciting. This time, however, merely the act of squeezing their supple flesh and feeling them wrap around his fingers was bringing him joy.

Twilight could feel her end drawing near, and with one powerful slam, she clamped down on his length, so tightly that he couldn't possibly pull out, and drenched him in her vaginal juices, her interior musculature quivering against his shaft, almost drawing him further in. She'd been denied climax all night, and now that she'd had it, she was ready to collapse.

Flurry wasn't having it, though. He'd been brought so close by that, and the gyrating dildo had slipped out minutes ago. He had to finish. He grabbed Twilight by the shoulders, mashed her face into the pillows, and yanked her tail into the air to expose her flank. He'd been in almost all of her holes today. There was only one left. He lined himself up with her arsehole and plunged in as deep as he could go.

Twilight was glad she'd just cum all over Flurry's cock, as that was the only lubrication he'd gone in with. She no longer had control of her legs, and the only thing her hands could do was to grip the underside of the headboard to keep herself from colliding with the wall. She was fucked, both figuratively and literally, until Flurry blew his load inside her gaping tailhole. That wasn't a very long wait.

Having cum three times in the span of two hours, All of Flurry's activity caught up with him at once, and he collapsed on top of Twilight, worn out, dehydrated, and unable to form a single cognizant thought. He passed out a moment later, drooling over Twilight's mane.

Twilight, quite pleased with herself, used magic to wrap Flurry's arms around her middle, did not pull Flurry's cock out of her arse, rolled them over into a spooning position, and pulled the blanket up over them both. She was exhausted, herself, but she managed to gently drift away into dreamland.

Flurry awoke the next morning back to normal. She wasn't sure if her mind was still a little bit fuzzy, but she could almost swear that her breasts were bigger than they had been yesterday. She reached down between her legs, but the cock and balls were long gone. They'd disappeared in the middle of the night.

She heard the door open and close in her bedroom, then Twilight came through the hidden door with a big smile on her face. "Good morning, Flurry. Sleep well?"

"Very very well," affirmed Flurry. "You're certainly chipper this morning."

"You lost a lot of fluids last night," explained Twilight, pulling a cart full of food into view. "We have to replenish those before you return to your studies."

"My studies?" in her groggy state, Flurry wasn't quite sure what Twilight was talking about.

"You wanted to learn how to make that potion," reminded Twilight. "And you're going to learn how to do it the right way. Not only are you going to study those books cover to cover, you'll also be guided by a very smart tutor who's going to make sure you do everything correctly."

"Thanks, but I don't really need a tu--"

"No objections. This is an important potion, and you're going to be brewing it several more times. You need to understand it inside and out, because when you drink it again, it needs to be perfect." Twilight poured a tall glass of grapefruit juice and handed it to Flurry. "That was your main goal of coming down here, wasn't it? You wanted to learn how to make that potion so you could use it before you turned twenty-five?"

"Well, yeah, but I thought that--"

"Not another word," shushed Twilight. "You don't have to thank me, just finish your breakfast, make sure to drink plenty of juice, water, and coffee, and meet me in the library when you're done." Before Flurry could call out again, Twilight was out of the room. She looked over her breakfast, a rather nice spread. She wasn't sure what had flipped this switch in Twilight's mind, but she certainly wasn't going to complain.