The Pink Ledger

Back on track after dipping her hindquarters in the fountain for a little while, Twilight picked up the pace.

Sky Spirit, a pegasus mare from Somnambula, got her off without even touching her, using nothing but a ritual circle of shining glowpaz crystals and a chanted, humming aura-massage.

An absolutely enormous Yakyakistani bull named Yash briefly worried her, but he soon explained his specialty was giving oral. Twilight tensed up anew, however, when two pounds of muscular yak tongue fucked her as hard as any cock she’d taken so far.

Kelly Green, a genderfluid unicorn raver from Trottingham, offered her a little white tablet to help nurture her ‘vibes’, and then invited Twilight to dance with them to pulsing, thudding, magically-produced music until a giddy and hypersensitive high triggered a powerful climax from a single hug and a deep, passionate kiss.

Griffonstone delegated Grant, a regal, elegant, dark-feathered male who performed extended and surprisingly arousing wing-preening foreplay before a gentle and sensuous mounting with a cock that tickled and stimulated with soft feline barbs.

On and on, male and female and more, ponies and creatures and more. Door after door, delegate after delegate, check after check in the Pink Ledger, interspersed with Wink’s unabashed and thorough aftercare.

Hayseed swamp and the surrounding bayou territories sent Cornucopia, an earth pony mare who swallowed an alchemical potion and proceeded to temporarily grow a stallion’s equipment for the congress. Twilight offered no special praise or favor, as usual, but she did ask Winsome Wink to see if she could secure a copy of the potion’s recipe. Purely for research purposes, of course.

Scarabid, the colorful and eager-to-please delegate provided by the Changelings offered to become anyone Twilight wanted, but she encouraged him to stay as he was. He still made sure to alter his member’s shape and texture to maximize her pleasure, however.

On and on, door after door, delegate after delegate, check after check.

Hours later, with just enough time for congress and cleanup before she had to go and raise the moon, Twilight and Wink reached the final door at last.

“Hasani, abada delegate from Farasi,” Wink cued.

“The Zebra homeland? Ah, I’ve always wanted to visit!” Twilight knocked and entered.

The two-horned, long-tailed, slim-limbed, tan-coated stallion lay on his belly on an expansive heap of silken pillows in the middle of a room decorated with golden accents, enlivened with imported plants, and lit from above with an enchanted golden crystal lamp. Creeper vines webbed the walls. Potted shrubs and bushes swelled with bright, juicy fruit and berries. A rich, sweet, and difficult to identify scent filled the air. “Ah, Princess.” He flipped his long, leaf-dotted green mane and flashed a warm smile. “You are as beautiful as your artistic depictions promised.”

Twilight blushed and waved off the praise with a wing. “I bet you say that to all the Royal Alicorns you meet.”

“So far, yes,” he said with a playful chuckle.

“So anyway,” Twilight said as she trotted toward the pillows, “now I’m curious. What’s your specialty?”

The abada half rolled, and revealed a long, slim, dusky member that suited his frame, unsheathed and ready for action. “Suck it, Princess.”

Twilight frowned flatly. “You can’t be serious.”

He let out that coy laugh again. “I am, but please, allow me to explain.” He nodded at the assorted greenery ringing the room. “Through a disciplined process of diet, exercise, herbal mixtures, and my own magic, I have sought to elevate my personal scent and flavor to the peak of perfection. Surely you have noticed my enticing perfume permeating this chamber?”

Twilight perked up. “Wait, that’s YOU? I thought it was the plants!”

“Not a flower to be found among them, Princess. What you smell is your partner for congress.” He flexed, and gave his belly a little drum with that sleek shaft. “So…?”

The Princess slowly, cautiously crept onto the pillows and hunkered down, muttering to herself. “I swear, if this is a crude prank, I’m going to be so-” She trailed off when she got within a hoof-span of Hasani’s stallionhood.

“I beg your pardon, Princess?” Hasani asked with a gleam in his emerald eyes. “I didn’t quite catch that.”

Twilight slowly filled her lungs, nostrils flaring. She shivered on the exhale, and then leaned in until her muzzle touched that firm, dark flesh. “I … I was … saying … uh …” She sniffed again, more eagerly. And again. And again. Her trembling lips parted, and she took a timid, uncertain lick.

“Oh, Highness! The pillows!” Wink scurried up behind Twilight and jammed her head under the Princess’s tail to start licking up her copiously oozing lust.

Meanwhile, Twilight huffed and nuzzled and licked him from the base of his balls to the top of his flare. She rolled her eyes and quivered her wings as she took in his scent and taste. “S-Stars above…!” she moaned as she gripped the base of his shaft with magic and angled him toward her mouth. “You’re Del-” She barely caught herself in time. “Nnhh … um, you’re … hahhh … d-doing just fine.” Her mouth gaped, and she whickered in bliss as she engulfed his cock to the midpoint.

Wink kept up her tidying efforts behind while Twilight bobbed her head and dragged her tongue over his length and milked out sweet, delectable precum with ripples of magic.

Hasani simply lay there and moaned happily, lounging and relaxing the same way Twilight had during her brush with hoof-worship.

Lewd, throaty gurgles and clicks filled the air as Twilight sloppily savored the delegate’s member. With her near-frantic eagerness, it didn’t take long for his balls to tighten and his shaft to start pulsating.

Twilight urgently popped her mouth free and then positioned herself as the prime target, mouth gaping and drool-dripping tongue lolling. Her rippling magic jerked him off at maximum speed. “Ahhh…”

With one more cry of pleasure, Hasani unleashed spurt after sweet, delicious spurt of hot, thick seed. Oozing strands crisscrossed Twilight’s tongue and muzzle and brow. A dollop clung to her glowing horn. More dripped onto her peytral.

She gulped down everything that landed in her mouth, and when the spurting slowed to a halt she leaned in again to suck and milk out every last bit she could.

Even over the intoxicating scent of Twilight’s sopping cunt, Wink caught a whiff of the abada’s cum. She hummed hungrily and then moved to Twilight’s front to assist with the cleanup.

Twilight was wiping it up with magic everywhere she could, and sucking up the hovering droplets. When Wink licked up more from unnoticed spots, Twilight snowballed them out of the maid’s mouth. After a few repetitions of that, though, Twilight just shoved Wink back onto the pillows and made out with her for a while.

“Truly, this nation’s maids are above reproach,” Hasani said as he watched.

The comment brought Twilight back to her senses. She rose up from the kiss and cleared her throat. “Oh, ah, we were just …” She sighed. “... I’m too tired to be clever. Pretend I came up with something witty.”

“Ah…!” said Hasani brightly. “I see, that explains it completely!” He smiled and nodded.

Twilight and Wink emerged from the chamber, and Twilight put the final checkmark into the Pink Ledger. Every active delegate had been visited. The books were balanced.

“Wink,” Twilight said as she closed the book, “you’ve been so helpful through all of this, but I don’t want you to feel like you have to let me do WHATEVER I want to you. If that kiss back there was out of line-”

Wink raised a hoof. “I was as eager for it as you were, Highness, I assure you. As I said earlier, I’m into it. But if in future you wish to confirm a partner’s consent, perhaps it would be wiser to do so BEFORE she spends an entire day eating cum out of your pussy and asshole?” She wiggled her eyebrows, paused for a beat … and then both mares shared a weary, accomplished laugh.

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Later, after a moment’s rest and a carefully-navigated scurry back to the upper towers to raise the moon, Twilight and Winsome Wink both stood in the royal bath chambers and enjoyed a thorough, soapy, and well-earned rubdown by attendants with nothing but business on their minds.

“You know, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” Twilight mused as she squinted through suds. “Meeting all those ponies, all those creatures … experiencing all those cultures and ways of … congress … it really reminded me of how varied and wonderful the world can be. I guess I understand a little better now how Princess Celestia did it for so long. Even though it’s allegedly about keeping the other nations happy, I can see what she got out of it. And you know what? I think I’ll keep it up! At least as often as she did, anyway.”

“That’s marvelous, Highness,” Wink said with a smile. “Simply marvelous. The delegates will be so pleased.” The attendants prepared fresh water for rinsing. Wink braced to receive the downpour. “After all, with the long delay before you arrived they all were on the verge of giving up and going home!”

Cascading water cut off Twilight’s chagrined reply.

THE END