Take a Load Off

"Look at you..." Celestia giggled, sliding a hand over Dusk's stomach as he straightened out on the enormous bed he rested on. "All tied up in knots, aren't you?"

"Yeah..." the stallion sighed, cracking his neck with a shift of his skull and trying his best to unwind.

"When was the last time you slept?" she asked, using her magic to dissipate his expensive clothing into golden sparks, exposing his toned, slender form to her watching eye. "Or should I say, when was the last time you slept properly?"

"Is that a trick question?" Dusk scoffed, staring up at the ceiling as Celestia planted a soft, warm kiss on his groin, just north of his length. "Proper sleep doesn't come around my room anymore."

"To be expected," the former monarch nodded, her thick mane shifting and tumbling over her shoulder as she did so. "It's only recently it seems to have found its way into mine once again."

The setting sun cast a long, warm hue over the room they found themselves in. Tones of orange setting a relaxed, ambient atmosphere as light cascaded through the thin curtains Celestia had hung around her abode. Soon it would be night, and both of them would separate once again. But Dusk, the newly-crowned monarch, had a rough few weeks. Ceremony after ceremony, signature after signature, appearance after appearance. All of it had worn down on the stallion and it was clear his mind, body, and soul were in disarray, something that Celestia had summoned him here to fix by her own hand.

Or, by her own mouth, as it were. She kissed the same spot affectionately once more, long and slow, eyes closing as she did so. The stallion beneath her returned the gesture, exhaling a full breath through his nostrils over several long moments. The years she'd spent around him told her exactly what mood he was in and how to fix it, and that long breath was a tell. It was a tick that told her he was at the door of proper relaxation, and all she need do is beckon him inside.

And she set to doing just that. With a soft, experienced hand, Celestia caressed the younger Alicorn's length, feeling it twitch and blossom at her touch. A small smile pursed her lips, pride swelling just the smallest amount at knowing such a small gesture could gain such a reaction from Dusk.

"Still some life in the old bones, hm?" the ancient Alicorn chuckled, running her hand up the entire length of Dusk's already-impressive shaft as she felt it harden between her fingers.

"Here and there," he passively shrugged, head lolling to the side as the tiredness overtook him once again.

"Am I failing to entertain you, little one?" Celestia smirked, gently pressing a thumb into Dusk's thigh to prevent him from drifting off.

"Don't even begin to pretend you don't know exactly how I'm feeling right now," the stallion cackled, eyes cracking open for a brief moment and really displaying how utterly exhausted he was. "You dealt with this for over a millennia. You know."

"Yes, yes, that is indeed true," Celestia nodded along, her own experiences with such tiredness being enough to fill a novel. "Take whatever rest you need."

With that, the stallion's eyes closed and his posture shifted once again, clearly getting comfortable on the bed. Celestia rolled her own magenta orbs at the situation before setting to work on her own task. The stallion was finally erect, his length standing at a truly titanic size that a mare any smaller than her would have trouble accommodating. Whether in hand mouth, or anywhere else, Celestia gave a quick prayer of thanks to her own impressive size that she had what it took to handle the beast between her fingers.

With a deep breath and an eager glint in her eye, she set herself to work. The cover of her mouth locked around the twitching tip of Dusk's cock, the stallion exhaling through his teeth in response to the sensation, and Celestia continued to spear herself on it. Her tongue was her greatest ally in her attempts, licking circles around his shaft, using her thick saliva to lubricate the pillar in her maw. Over and over again her powerful oral muscle circled, swallowed, and suckled against the twitching cock in her mouth, soaking inch after inch with spit and effort.

Even a mare of her size and experience struggled to fit something in her maw, feeling her throat bulge and stretch, the sensation of such a titanic length in her throat sending a shiver of excitement down her spine. Inhaling through her nostrils was all she could do, her maw completely sealed by the size of the cock she eagerly gulped down.

Dusk twitched once again, the powerful heart the stallion possessed pumping more blood into his length and causing it to flare up even thicker. Celestia placed both hands at the base of his shaft, cupping his cock in the gap between her fingers as she plunged herself even further down onto it. Eventually, with a guttural grunt and a moan of satisfaction from her stallion, she sheathed the entirety of it in her throat.

She'd done this more times than she could count, both with Dusk and with countless other stallions over the years, and yet the sense of satisfaction and pride at managing to overcome such a challenge never faded. She could feel his cock almost hitting the top of her stomach, her entire throat being used and pushed to the brink to house something so massive.

Dusk cracked his eyes open to view the sight before him, seeing and feeling Celestia's tongue swirl around the base of his twitching prick, and catching a playful wink from his mentor as she pulled herself back off his cock. Now that he was properly lubricated, Celestia set to work on his prick wherever she felt like. Her hands, soft and experienced, massaged his balls, rolling and caressing the baseball-sized testicles kept hidden inside his sack, all while her mouth sucked and lapped at the base of his length.

She soon danced her tongue up from base to tip, years of experience working with cocks of all sizes having taught the marvellous mare exactly what and where she needed to press. Keep the tongue flat, keep the cock wet, make sure you don't ignore anywhere for too long, keep those hands busy. All a checklist ingrained into her memory from all those hundreds of years in the bedroom, funnelled through her maw and directly onto Dusk's cock.

She swallowed the tip again, moaning down the length of his shaft and sending tremors down to the base. Dusk groaned loudly, a vocal wave of approval from her man of the moment, seeing him shift and dig his fingers into the bedsheets.

"Look at you... purring like a kitten," Celestia chuckled, sliding down and kissing his balls while her hands worked the tip of his cock. "Do you love when I do this? Does being the centre of my everything make you happy?"

He nodded quietly, eyes cracking open once more and smiling at her as he opened his legs a little wider, letting the much-larger mare get better access to his cock. Celestia set to work with old faithful at this point, locking her lips around the tip of his cock and bombing her head up and down the first nine inches of meat. Dusk's toes curled and fingers dug deeper into the bed, pre beginning to leak from his throbbing tip as Celestia's excellent service brought him closer and closer to the edge.

Sweat began to bead along her body, cropping up under her snow-white coat as the exertion got to her. She had to admit, in recent years she hadn't kept up with her exercise as much as she should. And by 'recent years', she meant the last four or five centuries. There was once a point where, much like her sister, the Eternal Sun of Equestria, was the pinnacle of fitness. Strong, toned, and in unbelievable shape, she could once perform physical feats without the use of her magic that would leave others in awe.

But soon a busier schedule took over, which lead to exhaustion. Exhaustion leads to complacency, complacency leads to laziness, and laziness leads to a lack of upkeep. So what was once a temple of muscle and commitment soon devolved into an eatery of sweet treats and lazy weekends whenever she could get away with it.

While her monarch duties and new retirement hadn't called for much physical strain, foreplay and sex always took the wind out of her sails in a way it never used to. Furrowing her brow and sucking in a deep breath through her nose, she set to work once more as best she could with her tired, strained neck. If it didn't already push her to her limits from having a cock the size of a foreleg in her gullet, the exertion of such rigorous fellatio was definitely going to make her sore in the morning.

But, as evidence by the effort she put into swallowing the throbbing prick of the stallion that meant the most to her, it wasn't about how she felt. It was all about him and what she could do to make him feel better. And she knew better than anyone, what she could do was work his fat cock until he popped like a champagne bottle. So with renewed vigour, passion, and effort, Celestia set to work blowing that stallion's mind with oral skill most mares couldn't dream of achieving.

His cock was drenched with spit. That alone made it so much easier for her hands and mouth to work every single throbbing inch of it. His balls were also covered, allowing her to roll them around in her palms and between her fingers without any resistance or effort. All she had to do was keep that cock wet with her performance and Dusk would be blowing his load into her maw before she knew it.

And 'before she knew it', seemed to be even sooner than she thought. The stallion had tells for when he was going to cum, and while grabbing her head and ramming their cock down her throat was a tell for a lot of stallions, Dusk was never the type. His was a short, quiet whinny. One of the most adorable sounds she'd ever heard a creature make, higher-pitched than any sound the stallion usually squeaked out, and one she loved hearing.

Her fur-tipped ears twitched as she heard it once more, knowing full-well what that meant and how she was going to handle it. The response, as always, was vigorous exertion. She bombed her mouth up and down the entire length of his cock, taking every single inch into her gullet over and over again, able to see the channel of her throat physically flexing as she did so. It was tight, wet, and oh-so skilled, and that was something Dusk could never handled.

A hand, gentle and caring, was placed on top of Celestia's head as the stallion got closer and closer to popping. He affectionately toyed with Celestia's mane, twisting and curling loops and strands around his fingers whilst gently stroking her scalp. It sent a little shiver down her spine, the stallion always finding just the right spot to caress her in to really make it feel good.

Sucking his cock down over and over again, feeling that tip hit just before her stomach, pushing it closer and closer to the edge before finally...

Dusk whinnied loudly, gritting his teeth and blowing his load deep into Celestia's stomach. The feeling of his torrential orgasm hitting her stomach could be seen on the outside of it, the mare twitching and shivering in pleasure as his load continued to fill her. Pulling back with a loud, wet pop, the gushing tip of Dusk's cock fell from her mouth and continued to blow a hearty load all over her.

Extending her tongue and closing her eyes, Celestia felt the rain of cum coat her face, mouth, tits, and stomach, all the while the stallion grunted and groaned all the way through his orgasm. Soon that torrent came to an end, the last few spurts falling weakly onto the bedsheets, leaving Dusk and Celestia both panting in unison as they locked eyes once again.

"You're always one for the big finishes, aren't you?" she giggled.

"Such a performance always deserves a shower of praise, wouldn't you agree?" the stallion responded with a tired smirk.

"Mhm, that I would, my dear," Celestia nodded, looking down at her cum-soaked appearance and sighing quietly. "This is going to take such a long time to wash off."

"Sorry," Dusk smiled sheepishly.

"No, no, don't apologise," Celestia said, gently rubbing Dusk's thigh with a soft hand. "It's always a treat in the moment, regardless of how long it takes to clean up afterwards. And with that out of the way... I shall leave you to your rest, Your Majesty."

"Thanks, Celestia," Dusk nodded. "The Crown appreciates your generous service."

"You're telling me," she nodded, getting to her feet and heading to the attached bathroom to begin the quest of cleaning.