Twilight Sparkle and the Stupid Original Pony

As soon as they let me out of the hospital I stopped taking the engram blockers that kept me from dreaming. After four weeks and no change I found the dosing implant they had slipped under the skin of my upper arm, barely noticeable under a net of scars. Another few weeks after gouging the implant out, finally I could dream again. It wasn’t long after that sleep found me sharing a dream with Twilight once more.

“I wasn’t expecting to see you again!” she said, “It’s supposed to be random every time.” I wondered how many times she had cast the spell since our previous meeting. “I, uh, apologize for kicking you. Are you willing to try this again?”

“Yes, your Highness.”

Might she act more like herself, this time? What went wrong before – was it just my words or something else?

“Can I rely on you not to spout nonsense? I won’t be held responsible if you do. I’m not here for love.”

“I won’t lie Princess, but I will try to be discreet with the truth unless directly questioned.”

“Let’s see how this works out, then. Foreplay?”

I bent the knee to her. “Yes, please, so please your Highness.”

Twilight actually blushed slightly and smiled. I stepped closer and put my arms around her neck. She was warm to hold and the hair of her coat felt nice against my bare skin. For a moment she welcomed my embrace; then she remembered her forced hauteur and stiffened. Taking that as my cue for more action and less attraction, I kissed her to pick up the pace. She was fierce as she sought to put her unintended moment of gentleness out of mind, pressing her muzzle hard against my mouth, her tongue probing deeply. I let her dominate the kiss as my hands roved down her long neck, stroking her mane until I reached her shoulders to rub them. The tense muscles conveyed her mixed feelings – she wanted this, but she didn’t want to want it.

I ran my tongue along her lips to the side of her mouth and from there I kissed my way to her ear.

“Relax, Princess,” I whispered between kisses, “if you’re going to do this, relax and enjoy it. I’m here to serve you.” I nibbled her ear and reached for her groin. As I nibbled here, and rubbed there, I reached my other hand around to gently stroke her horn. A sensual frisson passed through her body and she gave a long drawn hoarse erotic sigh. A different kind of tension was building in her now, a tension that I welcomed, but it was her release I truly longed for.

When her climax seemed immanent I whispered again, “I’m here to please you,” and nipped her ear. Then she was over the edge and I lost myself in her orgasm. Pressed tight against her I could feel every shudder as pleasure surged through her body. Bathed in the throws of her ecstasy I opened my soul to her and felt boundaries blurring until I could scarce tell if I was touching her or being touched.

Twilight was saying something, “…I said slow down, ungh, don’t stop, ungh, just ease up.”

I slowed my massage of her clit until her breathing became regular again.

We leaned against each other in silence as I rubbed her. I found her pulse and set my pace by it, matched my breathing to hers. Twilight was holding herself back but I was at a loss to know what I could do ease her worries. I rested my head against her and kept her at an even plateau of pleasure waiting until she would be ready to work her way up to another orgasm.

For the longest time I stayed pressed against her, moving my fingers in time with signals she barely knew she was sending. When her body told me she was ready, I gradually began to increase speed and pressure. Without rushing her I moved until I was behind her, still massaging her sex, slowly, slowly bringing her towards urgency.

As her respiration deepened I pulled her tail aside and moved the tip of my erection to brushed her outer labia. “May I?”

“Mmmm, please do…”

Again I found that our heights aligned perfectly, my cock positioned ready to penetrate with no guidance needed.

She was already on the edge again, and soaking wet, but I entered by small degrees, to prolong her exquisite nearness to release. For my own sake too – lest I lose myself in her warmth. Idly I wondered how many stallions might have enjoyed this vista, this sensation. My devotion was already too pure, too complete, to admit any hint of jealousy about a past I could not change. If only I could be hers for the future I would know contentment.

“Oh, Princess, this is so impossible.”

“It is impossible. It’s only a dream, only a dream…” her voice trailed away into a moan and the moment was right for her.

An image: man and mare, we, swaying together as she climaxed loudly.

“Unnngh not bad, human,” Twilight panted after her second orgasm wound down. I continued to thrust steadily, enjoying her afterglow and in no hurry for my own orgasm. I’d be happy edging all night long.

“Not bad at all,” she repeated. “With some more training I could keep you as a pet. Now for the ultimate test. Tell me how you feel about your Princess?”

Sudden alarm interfered with my build up.

“Please don’t ask me that if you don’t want to hear it.”

I tried to focus on the wet heat of her pussy, the supple resilience of her buttocks as I gripped them, the sweetness of her scent, but the moment was escaping me.

Twilight turned her head to look at me over her shoulder. Her expression was warm with pleasure but I saw I flicker of despair and dark caprice lurking behind her satiation.

“Tell me,” she said.

“I love you, Princess.”

“Buck dammit!” she shouted, “pull out now or you’re raping me!”

I obeyed.

Stung by her threat I said, “This was consensual…”

“And I just withdrew my consent. I’d gag you, if you weren’t pretty good with that tongue of yours. If you want permission to come, tell me you don’t love me.”

“I can’t say that.” Now I was stubborn. “Because I do. This is real.”

“Idiot. It can’t be real. We’ve only met once, what we are feeling is called lust. And that’s all I want, so just get over yourself!”

“Please, Princess—”

The vehemence of her reactions continued to baffle me. Perhaps I had confessed too quickly, but the Princess of Friendship should be able to discuss our situation calmly.

“Shhhhh.”

Her expression softened and she drew nearer, lowered her head, until her sweet breath was warm on my cock. She raised her hoof and slowly traced it up and down the length of my straining erection. I may have moaned slightly.

“It’s a shame, really,” she said, smiling now, “I totally wanted you to come in me. Nice and warm and friendly, your teeny human wee-wee throbbing, human semen running down my royal thighs. No ‘love’ or foalishness.”

All I could do was stare, hoping she would take me in her mouth, or at least keep rubbing me with her hoof.

Still smiling she lowered her hoof she had been rubbing me with, licked her lips seductively. Gently she kissed the tip of my cock.

“Apology retracted,” she said sweetly, “maybe I’ll find another toy.”

Very carefully and deliberately she punched me in the balls with her fore hoof; I woke pissing the bed in pain.