The Staged Affair

Celestia fell to the side and landed next to Spike. The larger woman’s legs intertwined with his own, and she caressed his cheek lovingly. “It’s my turn, baby...”

Spike chuckled nervously at his new nickname. He hoped it wouldn’t stick, but then again, he didn’t really care at this point. “Huh? For what?”

She grinned and rolled from her side onto her back, spreading her arms and legs out wide across the surface of the massive bed. Her natural breasts fell to either side, rising hand falling quickly with her heavy breaths. “It’s my turn to feel good. You didn’t touch your food much at dinner, so you must be hungry...” Celestia traced her fingers up the length of her slit. “You’ve done this before, haven't you?”

The dragon shook his head as his wide eyes fell on her puffy, excited clit. He understood what she was asking of him, but he hadn’t done anything like it in his life. “No... Never...”

Celestia looked shocked. “Truly?” She sat upright with her back resting against the headboard behind her, and she took Spike’s hands in hers, pulling him in closer until he nearly sat in her lap. “I knew you were a bit of a novice, but I thought that a charming, lovable dragon like you might have taken a lover at least once. I mean, any one of your attractive friends would be lucky to have you. They’re beautiful mares, all of them.”

Spike shrugged his shoulders. “I’m not the outgoing type...”

That much was true, but there was more to it, more than he’d ever care to admit. Being a lone dragon surrounded by ponies from the moment he hatched took a toll on his self esteem. He knew who and what he was from the very beginning, despite Twilight’s best efforts to help him fit in with the pony way of life.

Celestia frowned, raising her hands to his face and cupping his cheeks. “My dear Spike... You’re treating yourself so unfairly. You have far more to offer than you think, and I can tell you in confidence what your friends really think of you when you’re not around. Rainbow Dash, Applejack, even Pinkie Pie... They all fancy you, you know.”

Spike met her gaze at last. “You... You can’t be serious, Celestia.”

She beamed at him, nodding her head. “I’d never lie to you. Each and every one of them wants you in one way or another. I want you too, however...” The older mare squeezed his cheeks playfully. “Unlike your friends, I actually have you in my bed!”

Then, she pulled him into a hot kiss, and Spike immediately reciprocated the act, pressing his mouth hard into hers as they exchanged saliva back and forth across their mouths. Instinctively, he grabbed her breasts and gave them a hearty squeeze, rubbing his palms against her nipples and molding her flesh. Celestia’s words had filled him with motivation and resolve. Whatever she wanted, he was willing to provide it.

As they kissed, her hands found their way under his shirt, and she began to pull at the cloth, threatening to tear it in half. Not wanting his clothes destroyed, Spike gave Celestia one final ‘smooch’ before dismounting her and pulling his shirt over his head. He balled the fabric and tossed it over the side of the bed, allowing her to see his completely naked form for the first time.

Celestia’s eyes scanned over his body, and she snarled like a jungle predator. “Much to offer indeed...” With her at the head of the bed and Spike sitting at her feet, she opened her legs wide, offering the young dragon unrestricted access to her most sacred place. “Go on, Spike... Just do what feels natural, and the rest will come to you.”

He swallowed hard, never believing he’d ever be in such a position, let alone before one of the rulers of Equestria. With caution, he descended until he was flat on his stomach, and his snout fell to the entrance of Celestia’s vagina. The first thing he noticed, apart from the neatly trimmed bush surrounding her slit, was the aroma of an excited mare. It was a strong smell that filled his mind and derailed any coherent thoughts.

She placed her hands on the back of his head and guided him in until his snout nearly touched her clit. “Spike... please... I’m so wet...”

The princess, his girlfriend, commanded, and Spike was obliged to serve her. He kissed her furry folds, just like he would her lips. He smooched and teased her, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly as though he were making out with it. Spike knew he wasn’t an expert. He’d never claim to be, but he felt he was doing something right, based on Celestia’s reaction to his oral administrations.

She moaned aloud, arching her back as her legs shifted and squirmed. “Mmmmm... Oh, Spike... Yes! Oh, yes... Just like that... Keep... doing... that...”

Celestia grabbed onto the back of his head, nearly bending his green spines as she forced him deeper into the depths of her love hole. Just the pressure exerted from his snout parted her folds, and he began to use his reptilian tongue to its full advantage. He lapped up her fluids, savoring the surprisingly bitter yet salty taste, but more than that, he savored the cries of pleasure coming from the white mare.

“Spike!” She groaned, her finger nails digging into his head. “You’re going to make me... Oh, Spike...”

His tongue flicked against her clit repeatedly, an act which he knew would really drive her over the edge. Celestia’s shrill cry pierced the night as she experienced what seemed to be a powerful orgasm. Spike winced as creamy fluids came squirting from her slit, splashing across his face. He was overjoyed at the results of his first time between a mare’s legs.

Celestia, gasping for air and sweating profusely, looked even more thrilled at his faultless work, but he wasn’t finished with her yet. Driven and undeterred, Spike crawled up the length of her body until the tip of his cock was aimed at the entrance of her quivering marehood. “Oh my... Spike, that... was... Spike?”

Without a word, the dragon kissed her on the lips and simultaneously pushed his red rod into her folds. Spike felt as though a switch had been flipped inside of him. No longer did he doubt himself or his abilities. Celestia had been right, it seemed, as movements came naturally to him. His hips shifted at a steady pace, pumping his shaft in and out of her soiled vagina, already soaked and lubricated by her own cum.

Celestia’s arms wrapped around his back, and her legs locked around his waist. As her finger nails clawed into his skin, the dragon let out a pained ‘hiss’, but he didn’t dare slow down. “Spike... Spike... Spike... Oh, Spike, that’s it... Faster... Faster... Do it, Spike!”

With every thrust, he pushed the length of his cock into her womb, burying the shaft completely before pulling out and thrusting again. Repeatedly, again and again, he pierced her slit and poked at her womb. The inner walls of her birth canal squeezed his shaft, and only by sheer force did they give way.

“Spike...” She breathed heavily, nearly unable to get the words out. “You’re... about... to make... me... cum... again...”

Then, only a moment later, she screamed into the dark as her second orgasm of the night surged through her. The mare’s inner walls came together, hard and fast, squeezing the dragon’s cock just as he pushed into her again. The pressure was too great, and Spike too achieved his climax at last. He groaned as he creamed inside of the princess, ignoring any little thought there might have been of pulling out. There was no time to act, or desire from either of them, as her legs were still locked around his waist, keeping his cock buried inside her womb as he pumped her full of his semen.

Even as his orgasm came to a close, Spike remained hard as stone. His shaft throbbed inside of Celestia’s twitching marehood while a pale cream trickled from the entrance and pooled on the sheets beneath them. “Celestia... Are you alright?”

She was dazed and cross eyed, but the grin on her face stretched from one side to the other. “I’ve never been better...” She mumbled something inaudible as she struggled to find her breath again. Then, she looked up and met his gaze. “Not once... did I believe a virgin... would make me... feel... so... good...”

Spike smiled at her. A virgin he might have been, but no more. He leaned in for a kiss, and Celestia awaited it. However, before their lips connected, a spine-chilling laugh echoed throughout the room.

“Is he that good, sister? Truly?”

***Up Next: The Audition***