The Staged Affair

Spike sat on the edge of the royal-sized bed, unsure of what to do with himself as he kept his hands tucked under his legs. He was afraid to touch anything or let his eyes wander around the room. It was Celestia’s private space, after all.

The princess was nowhere to be seen. He hadn’t shared a word with her since they left the dining hall, which was at least half an hour ago. She’d simply left him with a guard to escort him up to her chambers, then she took off to perform her evening ritual with Princess Luna. Outside the balcony window, Spike could see the sky darken as the orange glow finally faded, giving way to a dark, purple night. Without the sun in the sky, a soft, white glow fell over Canterlot, and the city lit up beautifully.

Not long after that, the door opened, and a weary Celestia entered her room. Afraid that he wasn’t supposed to be sitting where he was, Spike quickly rose to his feet, but the princess waved her hand dismissively. “You’re fine, Spike...” Then, she began to undress in front of him, starting by pulling off her long gloves. “Tell me truthfully, how does that mattress feel? What do you think of it?”

The dragon was puzzled by her question, but he pressed his hand into the soft material, and it was consumed by foam and feathers. “It’s great, very comfortable. It’s fit for a princess.”

Celestia smiled at him. “Naturally...” Then, she placed her hands on the shoulder straps holding up her gown, and she pulled them over her arms, allowing the entire dress to slip off completely, falling to the floor in a neat pile around her ankles. “Answer me this as well... What do you think of... this?”

She gestured to her pale, naked form, and Spike turned bright red. His ears burned as though they were on fire, and he could have sworn a trickle of blood had begun to leak from his snout. The dragon was simply in awe by what he saw, what Celestia showed him shamelessly. She kicked away the dress, causing her naturally large and flawless breasts to bounce in an enticing, memorizing way.

Spike could hardly believe what he saw. He’d seen most of her breasts before, the parts left uncovered by the dress, but seeing the full picture with two bright pink areola and perky nipples caused his heart to soar in his chest. They were the first he’d ever really seen, and like any young man, he became entranced by them. “Ce-Celestia...”

She laughed at his shocked reaction. “Spike, don’t tell me I’ve taken your breath away. Am I really so beautiful that you have no words left?”

The dragon’s gaze fell to her midriff. She was flat, thin, or athletically toned, but she was well built and curvy in all of the right places. Then, his eyes landed on the space between her legs, where a thin veil of hair, matching the same color palette as her mane, covered the entrance to her most sacred place. Spike swallowed hard and nodded his head. He could feel his cock stiffening in his pants already.

Celestia must have known the effect her body was causing, because the grin on her face stretched from ear to ear. “You’re so kind, Spike... so sweet... and so handsome... That's why I need you.”

A gentle shove from the princess pushed him back onto the bed, and she came after him. Spike landed on his back, his arms spread out wide, and Celestia, completely nude, leaped on top of him. She held his hands down with her own and straddled his waist. Just as she was about to dive in for a kiss, however, Spike turned his head. “Wa-Wait! Wait a second... What about your parents? If they found out...”

The look on Celestia’s face, the lust burning in her eyes, frightened him. “My dear Spike... You’re my boyfriend, need i remind you? It’s no business of mother and father when and where my boyfriend and I make love...”

Then, she mashed her lips into his, and her tongue slipped past them and into his mouth. Spike moaned aloud into her mouth, and she moaned into his, occasionally wrapping her lips around his tongue and sucking on his sloppily. While they kissed, her large, heavy breasts pressed against his chest. Spike knew he had to feel them with his own hands. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to touch a mare’s flesh, and he wasn’t about to pass it up.

He freed his hands from her grasp and immediately placed them on her chest mounds, groping her flesh between his fingers. The feel of Celestia’s breasts surprised him. He hadn’t known what to expect, but the moment was just as magical as he always dreamt it would be. They felt extraordinarily soft and squishy, and their shape conformed to the cups of his hands.

“Spike...” The kiss came to a swift end. Both of their faces were drenched in a mixture of their own saliva, and she hissed with bared teeth. “Naughty, naughty, Spike... I knew you couldn’t resist playing with my boobs... Oh, yes! You’re quite good, for a novice...”

Spike didn’t want to simply feel them anymore, however. He needed to know what they tasted like. With the princess hovering over him like a shroud, he pulled her nipples towards his mouth and kissed them, one after the other. The rubbery taste surprised him, but it didn’t put him off in the slightest. His lips closed around her areola while he flicked the nipple with his tongue. He was only imitating what he imagined would be the right thing to do, but regardless of his inexperience, it seemed to be working.

Celestia howled as he suckled on her breasts, tugging at her nipples with his lips as though he was trying to withdraw milk from her sexy udders. “Spike, my love... My body is yours... You can have my boobs... any time you... wish...”

The dragon became a multitasking machine, moving back and forth between her breasts, suckling her nipples and squeezing her fatty flesh. “Yes, princess... I love them...”

He continued suckling her, and as his teeth brushed against her nipple, she let out a sharp gasp. “Oh, Spike! Don’t you dare call me... Ah! pr-princess! I’m not your... Oh! your princess here...” She sat upright, and her breasts rose from his reach. Spike was disappointed, saddened even, until he saw her dismount his waist and shift down the bed. She hooked her thumbs into the belt loops of his pants, and in one swift pull, she stripped him. “Here... in this place... on this bed... I’m your lover!”

Spike watched with wide eyes as his fully erect cock stood at attention before Celestia, and she beamed at him as she took the shaft in her hand. She pursed her lips, and saliva trickled down her chin before dripping onto the head of his member. Then, she began stroking the dragon’s penis, her eyes fixed on his as she looked up at him. “Mmmmm, Spike... You have such a lovely cock... I hope you don’t mind if I help myself... It... smells so good... your sweat... and your musk... I have to taste it...”

Celestia’s jaw fell, and she swallowed Spike’s cock whole, sealing her lips around his shaft at the bast before sucking him like a straw. The new sensation left the dragon’s mind in a blank state. Her mouth was warm and wet around his cock, but he simply couldn’t comprehend the feeling. Her head rose and fell at a steady pace, all the while her half-lidded gaze met his. Then, there were the subtle gagging noises, and the messy sounds as she sloppily sucked on his boyhood.

He was getting close. Even though he didn’t want it to be over, he couldn’t stop the twisting feeling between his legs. “Pr-Cel-Celestia... I’m... Im gonna...”

Her eyes widened, and she stopped in an instant, gasping for air as his cock fell clumsily from her mouth. “No, Spike... My love... It’s far too soon for that...” Celestia crawled back up the bed until she towered over him once again. This time, however, her furry slit brushed up against the tip of Spike’s throbbing cock. “I won’t let you cum so easily... You’ll have to satisfy me first...”

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