Sometimes Artists have to Suffer For Their Art
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Sometimes Artists have to Suffer For Their Art
"Aargh!" Princess Zipp Storm loudly groaned at the top of her lungs. She subsequently let her head slam hard against the surface of her desk, just in front of the huge bright screen of the computer, which was sitting before her.
Her younger sister, Princess Pipp Petals, who up until then had been busy tapping away at her phone screen on the floor next to her, texting her friends and royal staff, suddenly paused what she was doing and whipped her head around to address her dear sister, her normally happy-go-lucky face now filled with concern. "Woah, Zipp! What’s bothering you?"
Zipp waited a few more long seconds of sulking before whipping her head around to face Pipp. She wanted to mellow out a bit and try her best not to let the pure fury show on her face. "Ugh, it’s nothing, Pipp. It’s just this this damn writer’s block that I seem to be stuck in as of late." She gestured to the computer screen before her, which had nothing but two or three paragraphs of horribly written smut on it.
"I’m just trying to write the greatest fanfiction that Equestria has ever seen, but..." Zipp closed her mouth extra tight and balled both of her hooves up into fists of some sort, her engorged chest puffing up right in Pipp’s face, which she tried her best not to smile at.
Fortunately, before she could do anything else, Zipp managed to close her eyes and take a deep breath, her wings slowly lowering down behind her back, and all the red disappeared from her face . "But everything is okay now. I’m perfectly fine. Don’t you go worrying about your big sis." She smiled, reaching out and tousling her sister’s mane with a single hoof, which finally brought Pipp’s eyes back up away from her big sister’s chest.
Pipp smiled brightly up at Zipp, a mix of not wanting to get caught, trying to stay positive, and wanting to cheer up her sister. "Don’t worry, Zippy. I know that you can do it if you really try. You’re the best at everything and I love you very much."
Her wings flared out and she hovered in the air, put a hoof on Zipp’s belly, just above her crotch. Pipp pushed her aside on her swiveling chair to get a good look at her computer screen. "I’m sure it’s not that bad." She squinted at Zipp’s writing. "Can I just see what you’ve written so far?"
Queen Haven stood proudly over Pipp as her daughter was tied down firmly against the Earth. "If you’re afraid of getting a little wet, Pipp Petals..." She cackled, as she waited patiently for her servants to take off her cloak. "....then I’m about to water myself a garden."
Putting both hooves to her chest and gagging up a bit, Pipp turned around in the chair covered her mouth slightly when she faced her sister. "Wow, okay, sis. I love you and all, but that’s really terrible... Mom would NEVER say something like that."
Zipp groaned and slouched down against her bedroom wall in a sitting position. Her head hit the wall. "I KNEW it. I’m a terrible writer. Mother was right. We’re social media star ponies, after all. We’re only about the fame and glamour." She punched the wall with her hoof. "What a silly pony I am, trying to have a personality."
"Now you need to stop talking about yourself like that, Zipp. I know you’ll excel at something else sooner or later. You’ll just need to figure out what." Pipp beamed adorably down at her older sister, folding her hooves in front of her less impressive chest.
Zipp still didn’t exactly open her eyes, but she finally cracked a legit smile as she thought over her sister’s kind words. She felt a rush of heat race down her chest to her marehood as she responded. "Thank you, Pipp. I think that’s really all I needed to hear." She gave a little shrug. "It could be worse. I could have one of those lame "cutie mark" things, walking around with a sheet of paper glued to my butt.”
"Ha ha, yeah!" Pipp laughed. She leapt off the chair onto all fours, and just stood there, studying Zipp’s entire frame, without her even noticing. As her eyes traveled down her chest, belly, and thighs, she found her mouth beginning to drool hungrily. Wiping her mouth clean immediately, she decided that, like a proper spoiled princess would think, it was time to lose all senses of formality.
"Hey, Zipp?"
Zipp just sat there with her eyes closed, murmuring a little. "Yeah?"
Pipp shuffled her front hooves together awkwardly . "Do you, um... want me to fuck you on your bed?"
Zipp said nothing, only opening one eye for a split second before closing it again and beaming. "How could I possibly say no to a question like that?"
Her wings opened and Zipp flew from her spot against the wall, and landed on her bed just a short distance nearby on her back with her lower half hanging off the bed. Parting her legs, Zipp bucked her hips, giving Pipp a perfect view of her big sis's gorgeous sex, the wet, red flesh bulging against the white colour of fire everywhere else on her body.
The pink princess licked her lips wildly as she watched her pussy pulse, wetting the mattress and the floor beneath her with Zipp’s juices of arousal.
"Ahem! Well?" Zipp looked over her large breasts at her silly distracted sister and grabbed her attention. "Are you going to keep me waiting? My little girl has had a rough day and it needs a good hoof to fill it."
"Huh?" Pipp stuttered, glancing down at her hoof before she finally got the message. "Oh, right! Don’t worry, Zipp! I’m a good little sister and I will never let you down!"
Arching her back with her hoof aimed straight forward, Pipp charged straight forward, aiming perfectly for her sister’s gaping slit. Zipp barely had time to react before a sharp pain hit her and a cold rush flew up her body and spine. Pipp's hoof had entered her, alright. And she certainly wasn’t disappointed.
Normally Pipp would start out slow, just rubbing her hoof in between her sister’s legs to tease her pussy lips until they were properly wet and ready for her, like she had when the pair were smaller, but this time she cut right to the chase. Pipp’s hoof instantly speared the depths of Zipp’s vaginal walls, which were pushed further and further apart from each other as Pipp's arm ventured further inside her.
She had to wince and turn her head away, though, as the squishing sounds became more and more audible. That was the only part that she still found kind of scary after doing it several times, thinking that it might be hurting Zipp, but she knew that deep down, her sister truly loved it, and that was what kept her going.
"Oh, Sweet Celestia, Pipp. I love that you’re so rough with me." Zipp bleated, gripping the bedsheets next to her and sticking her feathers in her mouth to keep from releasing a lustrous scream loud enough for their mother to hear them from down the hall. "Rougher than half of my fanfiction about the two of us, that is."
"Rougher than I am with anypony else, sis." Pipp promised her. Another faint squeal escaped Zipp’s mouth in response. A lightbulb suddenly went off above Pipp’s head, but before she did anything else, she first popped her hoof free from Zipp’s cavernous marehood.
It was now soaked in heated arousal, fresh with the older mare's cunt, which Pipp was quick to start licking at like a thirsty dog. She kept running her tongue along own velvety fur, until she had completely lapped up most of Zipp’s pussy milk, and she was all ready for more.
Meanwhile, Zipp was quick to notice the sudden absence of a hoof in her vagina. She craned her neck to look up once more, only to find Pipp squatted in between her legs. "What are you planning on now, sis?" She questioned.
"Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to know if I could maybe try licking your pussy for once, just like the dirty little slut that I am." Pipp snapped back, the dirty grin never leaving her face for a minute.
Zipp cracked a smirk. "I see that I’ve trained you well. Be my guest, as Mother would say."
Pipp saluted, and a minute later her tongue was at work, taking long, lengthy licks of the inner walls of Zipp’s pussy. Just the feeling of another mare's tongue burying itself deep within her cunt, a place it definitely had no right to be, was enough to bring Zipp even closer to the ultimate climax.
"Zipp, are you close?" Pipp asked, somehow being able to make it out while her tongue was busy marinading the alluring pussy still just inches from her snout. "Am I licking you good enough, or would you like me to-"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
She got her answer within minutes, as a flood of mare batter exploded from the confines of her pussy. Pipp couldn’t even get a word in edgewise as her face was quite literally soaked with her sister’s marecum. She was able to open her mouth to catch as much on her tongue as was virtually possible, before pulling away from the delicious treat and lapping up whatever was left on her cheeks.
Zipp, on the other hoof, was a shrieking, moaning mess, finally able to slide her own limbs down to stroke her own pussy to her heart's content. She was able to receive some more cum gathering on her own hoof for her to press against her mouth and lap up,.
Once she was done savouring the yummy flavour, she placed both hooves gently on her belly and sighed, staring straight up at the ceiling. She could hear Pipp breathing softly at the foot of her bed, probably still smiling up at her big sis like the good little girl that she was.
"Pipp?" She said with a smile. "Yeah?" She answered, unfurling her wings and flapping up onto the bed to hover over her sister.
Zipp smiled and looked up to meet her gaze. "Even if the social media thing doesn’t work out and we lose all of our fame, I will still always love you."
Pipp squeaked excitedly and fell down from the air to wrap her hooves around her sister in a tight hug. "I’ll always love you too." She moaned, and she bit Zipp’s ear extra hard.
