Imperious Assertions

by Some Leech

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Romance, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Princess Cadance, Fetish, Shining Armor, Sex, Profanity, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life
Length: 40434

Though she was always close to Cadance, Celestia realizes too late just how alluring the young Princess is...

Princess Celestia, despite being the oldest and most resplendent Princess in the land, has needs - needs a young, fertile, alluring alicorn may help her fulfill. She tried - stars above, she tried to control her urges around Cadance, but it has become too much to bear. After finding out that the young Princess is in a relationship with Captain Shining Armor, she makes her move...

Kinks Include: Futa on Female, Female on Futa, Oral, Vaginal, Anal, Size Difference, Futa-Dom (Futa Domination), Large Insertions, Multiple Creampies, Tons of Different Positions, Stealth Sex, Not-So-Stealth Sex, Rough Sex, Romance, Cheating (See Extra Tags), Impregnation, Pregnant Sex, Probably More Kinks I'm Forgetting About

Extra Kinks SPOILERS FOR LATER CHAPTERS: Though it's played off as cheating, Shining eventually reveals that he's known about them fucking from the get-go

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Published 2022-10-12 20:10:06 UTC
Last updated 2022-10-15 20:54:36 UTC

Chapter 1

Lingering at the very fringes of the Nightmare Night gala, Celestia silently watched the festivities and sipped from her glass of punch. It was, for all intents and purposes, a momentous occasion, being the first celebration of the holiday since the defeat of Nightmare Moon, yet she had many mixed feelings about the event. While she was overjoyed with the festivities, being pleased with her sibling’s liberation and the fact that ponies could once again observe the fall festival, she’d quickly discovered how a culture could shift over a thousand years.

Unlike the Nightmare Nights of years past, a day almost exclusively enjoyed by colts and fillies, a great many adult stallions and mares had decided to take part in the merrymaking; in and of itself, there was nothing wrong with older ponies having fun, although their outfits were far from what she’d consider appropriate. Scantily clad equines frolicked about the party, drinking and laughing with one another, which left her feeling like the odd mare out - not because she didn’t want to enjoy herself, but because she was an alicorn.

Aside from being older and larger than everyone in attendance, as well as wielding wings and an impressive horn, her anatomy held another, far less public anomaly. While nearly everyone was aware of her nigh divine status and formidable magic, there were perilously few who knew about her titanic endowment - fortunately for her, she planned to keep it that way. Feeling the enchanted fabric of her panties strain under the immense weight of her cock, she shifted in place.

It wasn’t like she minded having a gargantuan stallionhood, since it had been a part of her for as long as she could remember, yet being a Princess meant that she was rarely afforded suitable opportunities to discuss her more intimate details. So far as she knew, she was the only pony in the land, alicorn or otherwise, who boasted was a mare with a dick - heck, even her sister didn’t have one! As she looked around at the young, attractive ponies surrounding her, while spirits flowed and tongues grew loose, her arousal had steadily grown more and more unbearable.

“You’re not gonna join?” a chipper voice inquired.

The innocuous question shook Celestia from her thoughts and nearly made her drop her glass. Glancing over her shoulder, seeing who’d snuck up on her, her mouth went dry. Of all the ponies in attendance, there was one she’d tried not to fixate on, yet that’s exactly who she found behind her. Clad in what she could only describe as a lusty parody of a cat outfit, Cadance beamed up at her.

Not only was the young alicorn significantly smaller than herself, but she seemed to have no reservations about showing off her body. Cadance’s costume, if such a slutty thing could be described as such, consisted of a tube top with a window to expose cleavage, a skirt that may have been four inches long, heels, and a pair of novelty cat ears, and whiskers painted on her face. It was an unseemly and whorish get-tup, yet the diarch found it captivating to a fault.

“I’ll take that as a no,” Cadance murmured, prompting the Princess to shake her head.

“I may join eventually,” Celestia began, tearing her eyes off the mare’s impressive bust. “Call me silly, but I don’t feel like my costume really fits in.”

The young alicorn waved her hand, attempting to dissuade the ruler’s concern. “I think it looks really cute on you, even if that hat doesn’t look comfortable.

Celestia fought the impulse to scrunch her snout. She’d done her best to piece together an ensemble, ultimately settling on a ridiculous baker’s outfit, complete with a skirt and a faux cake hat, yet its craftsmanship and theme were woefully out of place at the event. Forcing a smile, trying and failing not to look at her guest’s cleavage, she cleared her throat.

“Thanks, but your getup definitely has mine beat,” she sighed. “Might I ask where you acquired it?”

“Rarity made it for me!” Cadance eagerly bleated, lifting a hand and turning in place. “It fits perfectly, but I think the skirt is a bit too short.”

Without any warning whatsoever, facing away from her, the svelte mare bent over and peered back at her almost entirely exposed rump. Seeing the girl in such a compromising position would have been bad enough as it was, but it was only then that she noticed what the barely legal alicorn was wearing beneath the laughably short skirt. A black thong lay nestled between the cerise cheeks of the girl’s ass, giving her a fleeting glimpse of both the deliciously taught pucker and plump, rosy marehood that lurked there.

The sight caused her mouth to water and loins to stir, fanning the flames of her growing passion in an instant. “Quite the bold choice for an undergarment…”

“I’m just glad I didn’t go commando,” Cadance giggled, straightening back up and wheeling around, “but I was able to get away with going without a bra.”

Being markedly taller than almost any of her subjects was both a blessing and a curse, but Celestia thanked her lucky stars at that moment. The shameless mare tugged at her top and briefly flashing one fuschia nipple, giving her a tantalizing peek, before adjusting the garment and snickering. She’d tried her best to behave while being unintentionally teased, although the deliberate goading toed a very dangerous line.

“You know, I have half a mind to take you somewhere private and give you a stern talking to,” she softly stated, smirking down at her guest. “As the future Princess of Love, acting in such an unbecoming and slatternly fashion isn’t appropriate in the least.”

“I’m not the Princess of Love yet,” the young alicorn glibly countered. “I just graduated from high school a few months ago, so I’ve got plenty of time to…”

Waiting a moment for the girl to continue, Celestia cocked a brow. She’d only looked away for a second, checking to see if their little conversation had drawn any unwanted attention, yet she’d made a severe miscalculation. Following Cadance’s gaze, which seemed trained directly on her crotch, she peeked between her bosoms and noticed what held the to-be Princess’ attention. Despite wearing a pair of panties that could halt a runaway cart, there was an unmistakable bulge at her groin.

The realization that her mounting excitement was visible was regrettable, but things quickly took another, far more troubling turn. Staring in open awe, the young mare lifted an arm, reached out, and brazely caressed the titanic swell. The move was so fast and so unexpected that Celestia was left mentally stunned, yet her body responded instantaneously. Her stallionhood twitched angrily, threatening to destroy its silken confines, as the girl’s hand moved away.

“I…is that…” Cadance sputtered, glancing from the growing imprint beneath the Princess’ skirt to the ruler’s face.

Even with the less than ideal circumstances, Celestia had several options to choose from. The most prudent response would be to deny any curiosity and excuse herself, likely to go and vent her frustrations into a bucket she kept beside her bed, yet another, wholly inappropriate idea struck her out of the blue. Considering it had been decades since anyone had noticed the heat she was packing, and since her guest had only recently become legal, she could always see where the conversation went. Leaning forward, inspired by her mounting lust, she brought her muzzle to the mare’s ear.

“Well,” she whispered, grabbing Cadance’s wrist and guiding the girl’s hand back to her groin, “if you want to find out, follow me.”

After briefly fondling her package with the shocked mare’s palm, she released her guest, stood to her full height, and leisurely strutted away. Aside from having the endowment of a very gifted stallion, her libido was nearly insatiable - a fact that she’d struggled with for a small eternity. Glancing over her shoulder, seeing the young alicorn gnaw at her lip, she smirked.

Being the ruler of her people was deeply gratifying, but having to curtail her nearly insatiable sex drive was and always had been torturous - sure, she occasionally got chances to furtively vent her amorous frustrations, like the rare occasions when she got to interrogate captive changelings, but such instances were exceedingly rare. If the impending Princess of the Crystal Empire truly wanted to see what sort of equipment she was rocking, she wasn’t going to oppose her. Sauntering past the throng and down a short service corridor, she let herself into a storage room.

The party would be the perfect distraction for everyone in the castle, especially since she’d allowed the guard and service staff to attend, so the chances of her getting caught with Cadance were perilously slim - that was if the girl decided to follow her. Flicking on the light and taking stock of her surroundings, seeing just how much room she had to work with, she pursed her lips. The claustrophobic space was far from what she’d call romantic, lacking even the most basic amenities for anything lewd, but the privacy it afforded was good enough for her.

Seconds passed, leading to a minute or more, before the delicate sound of the doorknob jiggling caught her ear. Leaning against a rack of cleaning supplies, doing her best to act casual, she watched Cadance sheepishly poke her head into the room. There was no guarantee that anything of consequence would transpire, given that the young mare had been in a committed relationship with a young stallion named Shining Armor, yet the fact that she’d been bold enough to follow gave her a glimmer of perverse hope.

“So - um - what was it that you were going to show me?” Cadance bashfully inquired, stepping inside and closing the door behind herself.

Unable to conceal her wolfish grin, Celestia beckoned to the girl with a finger. “How about you come over here and find out - after all, we’re all royalty here.”

Seducing someone was an art, and testing a potential partner’s interests played a pivotal part. She could lust after someone as much as she pleased, going so far as to bribe or coerce them into her bed, yet that wasn’t nearly as fun as having an eager mate. As the mare timidly stepped forward, moving to within an arm’s reach of her, she patted her crotch.

“Go ahead, she doesn’t bite,” she giggled, playfully bucking her hips.

The look of uncertainty on Cadance’s face was absolutely exquisite, perfectly capturing the girl’s lascivious inquisitiveness, and it boded well for her. Remaining motionless, having crossed her arms over her considerably heavy chest, she watched the young alicorn inch closer and extend her arm. The sensation of slender digits on her package, even through the fabric of her skirt and panties, was richly rewarding, but she still had a long way to go before she was satisfied.

“Holy cow,” Cadance breathed, gently caressing the swelling length. “Do you mind if I - uh -”

“Please, be my guest,” Celestia demurely intoned.

Bending forward and grabbing her skirt, she steadily pulled the cloth up her alabaster legs. One of the greatest joys of having a monolithic marecock was seeing her lovers’ react to how absurdly well-hung she was. Moving at a glacial pace, savoring the girl’s widening eyes and enamored expression, she revealed her straining, absolutely stuffed pair of panties.

“Trust me,” she snickered, unable to shake her guest’s rapt attention, “it looks much more impressive when it’s not stuck in my undies.”

Be it from youthful hormones, sheer awe, or some odd form of adoration, Cadance sank to her knees and referently cupped the titanic bulge. “This can’t be real…”

“Oh it’s real,” Celestia corrected, holding her skirt up and out of the way. “If you don’t believe me, why don’t you give yourself a look?”

The young alicorn shakily hooking a finger over her waistband and began tugging the undergarment down, while she mutely watched. Her little ploy might never have worked, had Cadance been older and with better judgment, but that wasn’t the case. Teenagers had been and would always be a bit impetuous with carnal affairs, almost universally caving to their impulses, and this was no different. As her pink length was unveiled, ultimately springing from its enchanted confines, she snorted triumphantly.

“I told you it was real,” she haughtily hummed.

Proving someone wrong would have been good enough for a great many, but not her. Bucking her hips, she ground her semi-rigid length against the gobsmacked mare’s face. There was a theory she’d been sitting on for the better part of a decade, and Cadance had just unwittingly volunteered to be a test subject.

It didn’t happen often, but she’d occasionally found maids behaving oddly around her dirty bed sheets and used panties - in that she’d caught them seemingly smelling things that had been on or near her package. Though she’d initially tried to dismiss such incidents, telling herself that she’d just stumbled upon them in out-of-context moments, she couldn’t help but wonder if mares found her scent appealing. As she peered down at her all-too-willing guinea pig, seeing the girl breath deeply and shudder, her smile broadened.

“Does it smell good?” she asked, genuinely curious about the details.

Grinding her nose against the thick folds of flesh between the Princess’ shaft and weighty, pendulous balls, Cadance wantonly sniffed in the musk. “Y…yeah.”

It was a pleasing development, and the view of the girl’s face beneath her stallionhood was easily the hottest thing she’d seen in years, Celestia had failed to realize just how turned on her junior was. Lacking any prompting whatsoever, the young mare opened her mouth and licked the base of her length, while a soft pair of hands reached up to delicately hold and knead her balls. She’d figured Cadance had been a bit inquisitive about her, since her fellow alicorn lacked any additional hardware, but she wouldn’t have guessed the mare was that horny!

With her indecision fracturing under the weight of her bestial desires, she softly clutched the girl’s head and licked her lips. “It’ll get bigger if you suck it…”

The small request seemed to remind Cadance of what she was doing, bringing her affection to an abrupt halt. “I can’t,” she muttered, turning away, “I have a coltfriend.”

Celestia was well aware of her friend’s relationship status, but she wasn’t about to put things to a halt. She’d found a secluded area for them, Cadance’s tongue had already graced her balls, and there was no way she’d be able to stuff her cock back into her pants, now that she was almost fully erect. Leaning down and affectionately capturing the girl’s chin, turning the mare to face her, she put on her best come hither look.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell him - besides, what’s a little fun between us girls,” she purred, flexing her pelvis and causing her shaft to bob.

Cadance hesitated, looking between the monolithic cock mere inches from her face and towards the door. She’d already accomplished her goal, having gotten a very close look at the diarch’s endowment, but her indecision smacked of wanting something more. Gulping, with the air still and silent around her, she peered up and into the Princess’ eyes.

“Only if you swear not to tell anyone about this,” she meekly insisted.

The sovereign dipped her head and closed her eyes, as she caressed the girl’s cheek. “You have my word.”

Hearing the reassurance that her relationship wasn’t going to get ruined, Cadance shuffled back and gingerly grasped the thick root of her host’s stallionhood. It was definitely the biggest dick she’d ever seen, let alone held, and the sheer enormity of it, paired with her impending infidelity, seemed to cause some internal conflict within her - still, she did not back away. As she knelt before the Princess, angling the immense appendage towards her face, she opened her jaw and slipped the broad cock-head into her maw.

A deep sigh escaped Celestia, as her tool was embraced by the warm, pouting lips and slick tongue of her guest. She hadn’t gotten a blowjob in longer than she cared to admit, and she had every intention of savoring the sensation - at least, for the time being. She knew herself well enough to realize that her patience wouldn’t last forever, but kicking things off too harshly may well derail her chances of actually getting her dick wet.

Leaning against the rack behind her, doing what she could to get comfortable, she kept her head lowered and enjoyed the show. Though Cadance was clearly struggling with her size, the sight more than made up for the lack of oral expertice. Simply watching the girl’s lips stretch around her shaft was enough to tickle her domineering side.

On the few occasions she’d gotten lucky enough to bed someone, she always ended up taking the reins sooner or later, and this was no different. Her hand drifted to the alicorn’s head, with her fingers drifting through the girl’s soft, pastel-colored mane. As she pulled her mate forward ever so slightly, driving her cock to the back of her adulterous lover’s throat, the sound of a stifled gag caused her heart to skip a beat.

Cadance’s pleading eyes sailed upward, mutely questioning what the Princess was doing, but it was too late. She’d asked for this, practically begged to venerate the diarch’s colossal stallionhood, and there was no going back. Weakly pushing at the dickmare’s thighs, as she breathed in yet more of the intoxicating aroma wafting from her host’s nethers, she reflexively swallowed and in so doing opened her throat.

Celestia was far from a prolific lover, but she knew an opening when she saw and felt one. Giving a relatively gentle thrust, while she held the mare’s head firmly in place, she drove her length into the girl’s snug, spasming gullet. A small part of her felt bad, seeing Cadance’s eyes water, yet that wasn’t nearly enough to deter her - that being said, she wasn’t going to be too rough.

“Just relax,” she cooed, flashing her teeth at her mate, “I know what I’m doing.”

Without waiting for a reply, she forced her hips forward. To Cadance’s credit, despite her momentary and silent protest, she took the intrusion like a champ. The mare’s feeble attempts to stop her gradually died, as she lowered one hand towards her groin. While she couldn’t see it, she knew exactly what the girl was reaching for.

Sure enough, while she steadily started rutting her lover’s face, the subtle fragrance of marehood wafted to her nose. The comprehension that Cadance had not only ceased her defiance but begun getting off to the experience effectively erased her restraint. Shifting her grip and lowering her free hand, grabbing the alicorn’s ears, she gave her first real thrust.

Forcing her girthy medial ring past the girl’s lips, feeling her mate’s jaw creak ever wider, she snorted. It was a bit of a shame that she was the only dickmare in existence, because she was genuinely curious if her aggressive nature was an inherent part of being endowed. She’d always done her best to be a loving and sympathetic ruler, yet those traits didn’t carry over to passionate matters.

Softly grunting to herself, all but hilting Cadance’s face, she fell into a steady rhythm. Though she didn’t notice it, the novelty ears and whiskers on her esteemed guest fell to the floor. The act of conquering someone, of asserting herself over another, had always felt right, even if she only rarely got to experience it. Looking from her lover’s tear-streaked face to the pair of barely restrained bosoms on the hedonistic teen’s chest, a sudden inspiration filled her.

“Play with your tits,” she snarled, withdrawing just enough to let the mare get a sip of air, “now.”

Much to her amusement, Cadance almost immediately complied. As she pulled her top beneath her breasts, fully exposing her rack, she pinched and twisted one nipple. Regardless of whether she’d done it because she’d been asked, had an exhibitionistic streak, or some combination of the two, the act was just what Celestia wanted. Setting her jaw, exceedingly pleased with the servile nature of her junior, she gradually lost herself to her mounting bliss.

Unfortunately for her, the extended dry spell she’d been suffering through, along with the excitement of getting action with a very attractive young lady, proved to be a fatal mix. It wasn’t long before she reached the point of no return, wantonly plowing Cadance’s muzzle, and there was no way for her to turn back. Transitioning from a series of deep, steady strokes to outright fucking the girl’s face, she set her jaw and railed against the welling rapture, but it was too late.

“Hope you - Nnnph - didn’t have dinner,” she growled.

Bracing her legs and leaning forward, uncaring for the state of her mate she hilted. Her cock throbbed wildly, with the veins along its length pulsing in tune with her heart, while the head of her length nearly doubled in size. Locked within Cadance’s esophagus, more than likely reaching the mare’s stomach, a veritable tsunami of thick, seething foal-batter surged through her shaft.

Cadance’s stomach slowly grew rounded under the sheer weight of so much cream, while her eyes rolled to the back of her head. In spite of being starved of oxygen, she fiercely pulled at her teat while finishing herself off. Hot nectar gushed to the floor beneath her, drenching her panties and seeping into the downy fur of her inner thighs, as she came mere seconds after the Princess.

The potent ecstasy coursing through Celestia gradually subsided, replaced by the warm, comforting euphoria of release. Unceremoniously withdrawing her length from her nearly comatose partner, dribbling a few errant ropes of jizz over the girl’s chest and shin, she wiped the sweat from her brow. She’d needed that nut more than she realized, and so she offered a hand to the coughing, sputtering mare.

“See, that wasn’t that bad,” she chuckled, helping the alicorn to her feet.

Cadance unsteadily stood and rubbed her neck, trying in vain to clear her doubtlessly sore throat. Her mane was disheveled, a bit of cum leaked from her nostrils, and she seemed none too steady or clearheaded, but most of the insanely vast load of spunk had made it into her sloshing, distended belly. Licking the jizz from her lips, she held onto the Princess’ arm for support.

“You could have - what was that?” she asked, craning her neck to look at the door.

Celestia followed the mare’s gaze for a split second, before the door opened. She’d nearly forgotten where they were, and the sudden intrusion nearly threw her into a panic. Thinking fast, she pulled the young alicorn’s top up, covering the girl’s chest, and stepped between her guest and the exit. She may have just finished with a very wild fling, and she was not about to let either of them get into any trouble for their fooling around.

Evoking her magic, without so much as looking down, she straightened her attire, stepped into her panties, and pulled the enchanted garment back into place. Mercifully for her, her flaccid stallionhood was easily tucked into the undergarment, and she wasn’t that disheveled. Fully prepared to explain why she and a fellow alicorn were secreted away in a supply room, guessing that a staff member had come in to fetch some cleaning supplies, she was not ready for who appeared through the doorway.

None other than Shining Armor stepped inside, looking around before noticing the towering Princess standing some half-dozen paces away. “Celestia, what are you -”

“I was simply dealing with a sticky situation,” she interrupted, stepping over to greet him. “It’s nothing to worry about, I assure -”

“Shining?!” Cadance croaked, drawing both the Princess and stallion’s attention.

Shining walked forward, past the towering diarch and towards his marefriend. “W…what in the world happened to you?”

Maybe it was the post-coitus clarity or bravado, but Celestia turned and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Like I said, I was dealing with a sticky situation. Dear Cadance had an unfortunate encounter with an eclair a few minutes ago, and she asked me to help her get tidied up - isn’t that right, Cadance?”

The mare stiffened, if only for a moment, before she enthusiastically nodded. “Y…yeah. I didn’t want to make a scene, and the bathroom was occupied, so Celestia said we could come here for some privacy.”

Celestia smiled and demurely nodded in turn, praying he’d buy the excuse. While it wasn’t the most reasonable explanation, since there were in fact several restrooms they could have used, it was just plausible enough to make sense. Seeing as how Cadance was a mare of some renown, and that she more than likely would have been embarrassed by a dessert-based faux pas, she felt that the alibi served its purpose.

“Huh,” he grunted, reaching out and gathering a dollop of seed on his finger. Lifting his arm and licking his digit clean, he winced. “No offence,” he infirmly snickered, looking up at the Princess, “but your cooks could use a little more sugar.”

Maintaining her smile, even though he’d just unwittingly tasted her cum, she nodded once again. “They do tend to be a little light with the sweetener, so I’ll speak to the chef tomorrow - anyways, we were just about to finish up, so if you don’t mind…”

She let the sentence hang, hoping he’d take the hint and leave. Deception aside, Cadance would need a few minutes to make herself presentable, and she was planning on helping her friend out; after getting the extraordinary opportunity to face-fuck another alicorn, a first in her rather extensive book, it was the least she could do. Playfully waving to the door, after the stallion continued to stand there like a bump on a log, she bashfully coughed.

“Don’t worry, I’ll have her back to you in a jiffy,” she cheerfully hummed.

“Oh - uh - alright. I’ll see you in a bit, Sweetheart,” he chirped, shooting forward to kiss his marefriend’s cheek.

Cadance blushed, though not for the reason Shining likely thought. Wheeling around and trotting to and out the door, he made his leave and left the pair of alicorns to their lonesome. His departure was a massive relief, and the two royals both exhaled in unison. If he’d truly known what they’d been up to, or if he’d shown up just a minute earlier, they’d both have been in hot water.

“That was close,” Cadance quietly lamented, pinching the bridge of her snout. “If he’d caught us, I don’t know - Eeep!”

Nonchalantly stooping down and grabbing the mare’s sopping-wet groin, nearly fingering the girl, Celestia ominously chuckled. “If I’d have known you’d get this turned on by gagging on my dick, he probably would have caught us…”

“Celestia,” the mare bleated, shoving the Princess’ arm away, “we can’t! I mean, a blowjob is one thing, but -”

“But what?” Celestia interjected, pulling the thong aside and slipping two digits into the girl’s cunt.

Shivering from head to toe, all but humping into the dickmare’s hand, Cadance bit her bottom lip. “B…but…”

“I’ll stop and get you cleaned up, but only if you answer something,” the Princess breathed. “How much bigger am I than Shining?”

Cadance faltered, unwilling or unable to give an answer, but her body betrayed her. The vice-like grip of her snatch spoke volumes, telling Cadance everything she needed to know. If the young alicorn was that tight after having been with Shining for years, they either rarely had sex or his stallionhood was nothing to write home about.

“Y…you,” she whimpered, subconsciously pawing at her chest.

Celestia could have pressed her amorous assault, stroking the girl’s clit until she was ready for a proper fucking, yet she relented. Carnal affairs were akin to a game of chess, and a direct approach wasn’t always the most prudent option. Sending power into her horn, drawing upon the veritable lexicon of spells she’d mastered over the centuries, she cleaned up her guest in a literal flash of golden light, turned, and sauntered to the exit. She’d put the ball in Cadance’s court, given the girl a mere taste of what she could deliver, and she was willing to wait for the wanton young mare to take the bait.

She didn’t look back or say another word, rejoining the party as if the entire incident hadn’t happened at all - well, for the most part. Prior to getting her rocks off, she’d been reserved and had stayed out of the limelight, but that changed at the drop of a hat; imbued with the dopamine derived from her climax, she rubbed elbows, told jokes, and even struck up conversations, but there was an ulterior motive to her socializing. Cadance was going to reappear, sooner or later, and she wanted the mare to see just what she was up to.

Sure enough, after a handful of minutes had passed, she spied her prize. Lingering at the very edge of the dance floor, seated at a table next to her coltfriend, Cadance continually slipped glances to the Princess. The sight would have been gratifying enough, but it was where the young alicorn was looking that interested Celestia; instead of paying attention to the diarch’s face, her focus seemed to be solely on the ruler’s groin.

Celestia played it off for a bit, letting the girl wonder if she’d noticed her, if only for a time. Feigning disinterest was a bit of a tactical gamble, one she played for nearly half an hour before finally strolling over to readdress her esteemed guest. Though the hour was late, and she’d already blown one load, she had every intention of seeing if Cadance was willing to go another round - preferably one where she sampled from the mare’s taut and assuredly tight snatch.

“I told you I wouldn’t keep her long,” she giggled, walking up and softly elbowing Shining’s shoulder. Seating herself beside the young alicorn, she plucked a champagne flute from the table. “So are you two enjoying yourselves?”

“Oh yeah, absolutely!” Shining proclaimed.

Feeling a hand slip over her thigh and towards her groin, out of view and beneath the table, Cadance nodded. “O…of course! It’s simply w…wonderful!”

“Well I’m happy to hear it,” Celestia murmured, stroking her friend’s barely covered cunt. She hadn’t initially planned to rub the mare’s balmy nethers, but she simply couldn’t help herself - that and a bit of extra affection couldn’t hurt her end goal. “Pray tell, have you two considered taking the next step in your relationship.”

“We’ve actually been talking about that for just some time!” the stallion proudly stated, grinning over at his marefriend. “As a matter of fact, would you mind if we have the ceremony here in Canterlot?”

“Not at all,” the Princess coolly responded, sliding her thumb over the girl’s winking clit. “In fact, I’d be honored if you two held your wedding and honeymoon here.”

“That’s not - Aaaah,” Cadance softly gasped, clamping her thighs around the dickmare’s hand.

Halting her motions, Celestia cocked her brow and turned to face the lightly shivering alicorn. “Cadance, are you alright? You look positively flushed!”

“I…I’m fine,” the girl stammered, “I may just need some fresh air.”

“Shining, would you mind if I accompany your fiance for a walk? Considering you’ve got a wedding to plan, I’d like to discuss a few ideas with your betrothed,” Celestia serenely noted, giving the delicate bud of flesh a final little flick before bringing her torment to a halt.

Pushing himself away from the table, Shining bowed. “After agreeing to let us have the ceremony and honeymoon here - by all means, be my guest.”

With the forthcoming husband’s blessing, having just bought herself at least a half an hour with Cadance, Celestia stood and offered her moistened hand to the mare. “Come on, let’s go and stretch those legs.”

“I won’t be too long,” Cadance insisted, standing and pressing herself to the Princess’ side. As she leaned across the table and pecked his nose, the diarch subtly squeezed her rear. “See you in a bit.”

The Princess waved goodbye, leading her guest through the throng and to one of the many exits of the ballroom. She momentarily toyed with the thought of bringing the mare to her room, although that wasn’t necessarily a prudent option; for starters, being seen so far from the festivities, while accompanied by her junior, would raise unwanted questions and eyebrows - secondly, and more prudently, there was a perfectly suitable area just a short walk from the celebration. Moving at a steadily faster pace, guiding the mare straight back to the storage room they’d occupied less than an hour ago, her pulse quickened.

It only took them a handful of minutes to reach their destination, yet their approach was totally different from last time. Rushing into the room, hauling the mare inside and nearly flinging her against one of the walls, Celestia took care to both lock and bar the door behind herself. There was no way in Tartarus anyone was going to interrupt them, and she did everything in her power to make sure it stayed that way.

“Judging from how soaked your thong is, it seems like you’re just as eager as I am,” she smugly intoned, wriggling her hips and slipping out of her panties.

Cadance fidgeted anxiously, trying in vain to cover her nethers, as she kept her eyes on the floor. “Maybe…”

Seeing the mare slipping out of her skirt, blood rushed to her stallionhood. “Well maybe you want to turn around and entice me a bit,” Celestia whispered, idly stroking her hardening length.

To her amazement, without saying a word, the mare complied. Turning in place, the girl bent over, spread her legs, and braced her arms against a nearly empty shelf. Seeing the soft, inviting rump and juicy marehood, zealously winking beneath the sheer fabric of the thong clinging to it, was quite possibly the hottest thing she’d ever seen, bringing her to full mast in the blink of an eye. The time for subtleties had come to an end, and so she dropped the coy act.

“If we do this, you know there’s no going back,” she added, flipping the girl’s skirt and outright ripping the panties from her hips.

Wiggling her ass from side to side, apparently unconcerned with her undergarment’s destruction, Cadance peeked over her shoulder. “I know…”

“If you do, you’ll realize that this will ruin you for your future husband,” the Princess flatly stated, bucking her hips and gliding her length between the girl’s thighs.

Cadance trembled, feeling the meaty pillar grind against her supple flesh, yet she somehow found the courage to speak. “Please…”

“Please what,” Celestia insisted, continuing to lightly dry-hump away.

A moment passed, before the alicorn summoned the strength to give voice to her adulterous desires. “I…I want to feel it inside me…”

Though Celestia toyed with the thought of teasing Cadance further, the prospect of despoiling the mare proved too much to bear - sure, she wouldn’t be the first to delve the would-be Princess’ depths, but she’d be stunned if she wasn’t the biggest. Stepping back and grasping the root of her tool, she brought the enormous tip of her dick to the girl’s entrance. A part of her almost felt bad for what she was about to do - then again, it wasn’t like she was the only one who wanted it.

Grabbing Cadance’s hips, while bracing her legs, she increased the pressure on her lover’s marehood. She had little doubt cramming her formidable tool into the girl would be no easy task, yet her tremendous strength and primal yearnings would not be denied. Harder and harder she pressed, ignoring the squirms of discomfort from her mate, until her efforts bore fruit. With an annoyed and particularly vehement thrust, the entire first third of her stallionhood forced its way into unfaithful mare’s velvety confines.

The results of the immense intrusion had a profound effect on the pair. While Celestia froze, taken aback by the warm and sinfully snug flesh embracing her, Cadance spontaneously climaxed on the spot. A guttural, whorish groan escaped the young alicorn, while climactic nectar gushed from her stuffed marehood. It was a grand display of juxtaposition - one which the Princess exploited to its fullest.

Rolling her hips back, freeing all but the very head of her cock, she steadied herself and gave a second plunge, then a third and a fourth, until she was steadily fucking her lover. She was fully aware that she’d brought her mate to finish simply by the initial penetration, a fact that stroked her ego and sent her passion from a fire into a roaring inferno, and she had every intention of seeing how many times she could make the girl cum. Falling into a steady, albeit relatively slow rhythm, she brought one hand to the mare’s dock.

“Oh my god,” Cadance groaned, recovering from the mind-boggling orasm she’d just suffered through.

“If you liked that,” Celestia began, “you’re gonna love this.”

Before Cadance could even think of a reply, she rammed every inch of her shaft into the girl. It would only have been a matter of time until she fully hilted, so she saw no harm in giving her mate the full experience sooner rather than later. As her unstoppable length bludgeoned its way through the mare’s cervix and into her womb, her perverse ambitions soared.

Her medial ring rested atop Cadance’s g-spot, the tip of her shaft lie buried within her mate’s foal-factory, and her nuts rested against the mare’s bulging, quivering clit, while the ruthless parts of her mind insidiously came to the fore. As much as she would have liked to relish the experience, taking her time and systematically warming up her mate, her id had other ideas. Slowly ratcheting up both the speed and force of her thrusts, she caved to her latent urges.

The air grew thick with the aroma of musk and sex, while a symphony of grunts, groans, and whimpers reverberated through the chamber. Without being prompted in the slightest, compelled by her own depravity, Cadance supported herself on one arm, tugged her top down, and began wantonly toying with her freed bosoms - a sight which did nothing to hinder Celestia’s almost tyrannical treatment. Pulling on the girl’s dock with one hand, as she continued to rut the mare, the Princess’ smirk grew twisted.

“I would tell you to tighten up, but Shining’s baby dick left you almost virginal for me,” she sneered, slapping her mate’s ass.

“It’s - Aaaaahn - only because you’re huge,” Cadance rebuked, throwing her ass back to meet the dickmare’s pounding hips.

“Is it?” Celestia inquired, slowing her pace. “Or is it because you’re a needy slut who yearns for a real dick to rut you.”

Cadance hesitated, her blush deepening, while she continued desperately fucking herself on the Princess. “D…don’t say that…”

“If it’s not true,” Celestia jeered, grinding to a halt, “we can stop.”

“No,” the girl bleated, clenching around the length entombed within her, “don’t stop!”

Celestia had no intention of stopping, despite having done the contrary to hear the lustful anguish of her lover, and so she flew into a frenzy. She really didn’t consider herself a bad pony, and it wasn’t like she held anything against Shining Armor, but her longing to claim a mate of her own was ineffable. In a rare moment of weakness, she fully submitted to her wants and unleashed every ounce of her sexual might.

Her hips became a blur, repeatedly slamming against the mare’s cushiony backside, as she was reduced to little more than a beast. Her desires, kept in check for eons, roared to the fore, eclipsing the genteel creature she was at heart. In that moment, hearing Cadance beg for her, sensing how badly the girl wanted it, she lost herself.

Cadance howled, climaxing again and again, while her interior was remolded to accommodate the colossal stallionhood rearranging her insides. Celestia knew that there were few if any who could endure such harsh treatment, having one of her past flings end in a rather awkward trip to the clinic, but she knew better. As an alicorn, a being of impressive and preternatural durability, the slatternly mare could endure her full fury.

On and on she went, slipping into a rut lust, until things came to a head. While she wasn’t sure how long she’d been going at it, the telltale signs of her impending release granted her a sliver of awareness.Virtually jackhammering into the girl from behind, with a growing pool of cooling marish juices beneath her, she set her jaw and attempted to stave off the inevitable, but it was no use.

Her pistoning length throbbed, flaring and locking itself in Cadance’s womb, seconds before she reached her limit. It was too late to pull out, even if she wanted to, and her lover was about to experience something none other had - the full force of her climax. Pints of scalding, virile seed coursed through her shaft, erupting into the mare’s core, cementing her place as the she-stud she was.

The moment the Princess peaked, Cadance nearly collapsed under the devastating weight of a ruinous climax. Her eyes rolled wildly, saliva dangled from her chin, and her mouth hung open in a silent scream, as her knees buckled and quaked. Though Celestia had no way of knowing it at the time, lost to her bliss, the poor mare teetered on the cusp of blacking out.

Shot after shot, the small alicorn’s abdomen gurgled and ballooned outward, while her womb was filled with an unimaginable amount of cum. The sheer volume of seed was insane, easily rivaling or eclipsing that of several stallions over, yet the Princess’ output only slowed after the mare looked positively gravid. Barely able to stand, only supported by the gargantuan cock impaling her, it was all she could do to breathe.

As she languidly came down from the high of her release, leaning to the side and seeing her mate’s bloated gut, a sudden inspiration came to Celestia. Since they were at a costume party, looking out of character was expected - as such, she capitalized on the moment. With her prodigious output gradually easing, yet not stopping entirely, she hastily summoned a butt-plug from her stash of marital aids, withdrew her pulsing stallionhood, and crammed the sex toy into her lover’s battered, gaping cunt.

Simply plugging Cadance would have been enough to please her, knowing her gift would be left to marinate within the fertile mare, but she wasn’t done yet - not by a long shot. Stroking herself off, she painted the alicorn’s back, behind, and upper thighs with the ropes of her jizz; it was a rash, childish, and foolish move, yet the joy of properly marking her property eclipsed her better judgement. With her masterpiece finished, grinning from ear, she slapped the girl’s ass.

“You won’t take that plug out until morning,” she muttered, releasing the alicorn and stepping away.

Collapsing to the cum-covered floor, slathered from head to toe in a cocktail of orgasmic juices and thick spunk, Cadance numbly nodded. “Y…yes.”

“And since I’m generous enough to let you hold your wedding in my castle, I think it’s only fair that you give me weekly visits until then,” Celestia added, kneeling and grabbing the mare’s face. “When you find out you’re carrying my foal, you will simply tell Shining that it’s his - in fact, it may not be a bad idea for you to bed him tomorrow night, since I probably just knocked you up.”

Only then becoming aware of the gravitas of what she’d done, Cadance clutched her stomach. “I…I don’t -”

“I assure you, any heir your sire with me would be superior to what your fiance could produce - after all, I’m simply better than him. Now then,” she continued, standing and offering the speechless mare her hand, “as for the remainder of the evening, if you’re asked, simply claim that you helped yourself to the dessert bar - that or be honest and tell everyone that you’re an expectant kitty.”

“What about the mess?” Cadance fretfully asked, attempting to wipe the cum from her mane.

“I -” Celestia stopped herself. She had been about to offer teleporting them to her chamber for a shower, but a novel, entirely sinful notion took root. “We can walk to my room to get you cleaned up.”

Cadance looked like she was going to protest, but she said nothing - instead dipping her head and halfheartedly covering herself. Whatever resistance she had was gone, demolished along with her marehood, and some part of her must have realized it. Shakily leaning against the Princess, willing to risk the indignation of being caught looking like a well-used whore, she awaited her host to lead the way.

Turning to the door, while draping an arm over the mare’s slickened shoulders, Celestia chuckled to herself. “Good mare…”

Chapter 2

Sitting within her private dining area, still adorned in her night robe, Celestia absentmindedly sipped her coffee and reflected on the evening prior. She hadn’t thought the night would be as interesting as it had been, having had her little tryst with the to-be Princess of Love, but she certainly wasn’t complaining - in fact, the whole experience left her genuinely curious. In the past, she’d had to dull or remove memories of her lovers, if only to spare herself from their ceaseless advances, yet she’d foregone the treatment for Cadance - not because she didn’t have to, but because she’d never slept with another alicorn before.

She and her ilk were an exceptionally rare breed, being extraordinarily long-lived and powerful to a fault, so there was an all too real chance that her junior would recover and not seek her out - that being said, she wouldn’t mind giving the young mare another roll in the hay. It had been quite some time she’d had such a darn good lay, and the thought of her fellow alicorn’s tight, velvety confines against her stallionhood sent blood coursing to her loins.

“My Princess,” a guard intoned, peeking in from the entryway and snapping her from her thoughts, “you have a visitor.”

“Show them in,” she coolly intoned, adjusting the tablecloth over the swell at her groin.

She typically used a concealment spell to hide her obscenely large endowment, but the early hour and her lack of sleep had made her forgo the stealthy bit of sorcery. Once she was done speaking with her guest, whoever they were, she’d finish her coffee, help herself to a shower, then make ready to start the day in earnest. Hearing what could only be heels on the polished marble floor, she shifted and looked to the door.

“Cadance,” she remarked, taken aback by the mare’s appearance, “I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon.”

Having replaced her novelty costume from the ball, wearing a simple sundress, the young alicorn looked as resplendent as ever. The garment, though relatively modest, draped to the girl’s broad hips and hung over her ample chest, doing little to quell her already stirred arousal - still, she couldn’t tip her hand. For all she knew, her guest may have regretted the impulsive and passionate moments they’d shared, in spite of having nearly climaxed into a coma, so she’d play the situation by ear.

“H…hey,” Cadance began, stopping just short of the table, “do you have a few minutes?”

“Of course!” Celestia chirped, igniting her horn and pulling the empty chair from beneath the covered table’s surface. “Please, sit.”

Having expected to find herself speaking with a courier or possibly a dignitary, she was caught off guard by her alluring guest’s appearance. As the girl seated herself and slid her legs beneath the table, she smiled. Judging from her visitor’s timid demeanor and slight blush, she hadn’t been the only one thinking about what they’d done.

Playing with her hands, seemingly reluctant to make eye contact, Cadance cleared her throat. “I’d…I’d like to apologize for last night?”

Celestia lowered her mug and cocked her head to the side. “Oh? What for?”

Shooting her a look that was simultaneously embarrassed and annoyed, the girl knit her brow. “You know why…”

“Do I?” she hummed, peering into her coffee.

“I shouldn’t…” Cadance gulped, averting her gaze. “I shouldn’t have done what I did; it was wrong and wholly unfitting of a Princess.”

“Was it?” Celestia countered. Setting her mug down and placing her elbows on the table, she rested her chin on her laced fingers. “I’m the oldest Princess in all of Equestria and I thought it was fully becoming of an alicorn.”

The girl rocked back slightly, taken off guard by the admission. “Y…you do?”

“Of course I do. We alicorns are a different breed from every other type of pony. It’s not our fault that we have unrivaled libido, stamina, and virility or, in your case, fertility - in fact, were you not taken already, I’d say we’re practically made for one another,” she giggled.

The mare’s cheeks went from a light pink to a brilliant crimson, but she wasn’t done yet - not even close. Seeing her guest’s reaction tickled the amorous, playful parts of her mind and, against her better judgement, she couldn’t help but act on them. She knew the alicorn and Shining were an item, that they were planning to be wed in her very castle, yet she was inspired. Extending one leg, she caressed the girl’s inner thigh with her toes.

“Celestia!” Cadance bleated, stiffening slightly.

“My apologies,” the Princess tittered, dismissively waving a hand. “Were you in my position, I’m sure you’d do the same thing - I mean, can you blame me for being attracted to such a ravishing creature as yourself?”

“I…” the girl trailed off, fidgeting in place. “Really?”

Leaning forward, bringing herself closer to her visitor, a wolfish smirk crept across Celestia’s muzzle. “If you don’t believe me, feel free to look under the table and see for yourself…”

She realized it was a precarious move, that the young alicorn may well excuse herself or possibly think less of her, yet the potential benefits outweighed the risks. If things played out in her favor, she may get lucky a second time - if not, well, she could always deal with the fallout later. Straightening up and spreading her legs, allowing her endowment to fully fall between her thighs, she furtively lowered one hand and pulled open the bottom of her robe.

Cadance hesitated, shifting uncomfortably, and slowly pushed herself away. It was as plain as day that she was more than a little curious, and likely turned on as well, although she didn’t seem willing to relent to her urges. Just as she went to stand, pressing her hands to the arms of the chair, she lowered her torso, reached down, lifted the tablecloth, and dipped her head.

“See,” Celestia murmured, flexing her pelvis and causing her length to twitch, “she’s happy to see you.”

Though she couldn’t see the girl’s reaction to her steadily hardening length, she didn’t budge from her spot. If the mare wanted a good, long look at her equipment, that was fine with her. Several seconds passed, as she casually took another sip of her coffee, before her guest reappeared.

Looking more flustered than ever, Cadance fitfully straightened her dress. “That doesn’t prove anything.”

“If it doesn’t, why are your panties positively drenched right now?” the Princess asserted, quirking a brow. Taking yet another gamble, feeling emboldened by the girl’s reaction, she steeled herself. “Do you want to hear what I think?” she asked. “I think you didn’t come to apologize at all. I think you came here because you couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing it felt to have me inside you.”

“T…that’s not true,” the girl exclaimed, “I love Shining and I would never -”

“Never what? Never sneak away with me to have the best sex you’ve ever had?” Celestia interrupted. “If that’s the case, I’m sure your marehood will be bone dry…”

Evoking her magic, with her smirk growing ever wider, she enshrouded her guest in a golden aura. She wouldn’t really do anything too forceful, although the girl didn’t know that. Using the barest shred of her magic, she gently guided the mare up and into a standing position.

“Fine!” Cadance squawked, shooting to her feet.

The Princess’ heart skipped a beat, noting her visitor’s slumped shoulders and defeated demeanor. “Show me.”

In a stunning move of defiance, the girl stomped her foot and crossed her arms under her bosoms. “I…I will do no such thing. I came to give an apology, I gave it, and now I’ll be on my way.”

Celestia paused and considered her words carefully. Saying or doing the wrong thing would ultimately result in her buxom visitor’s departure, an outcome she would very much like to avoid, so she released her magic and took a draught of her java to buy some time. Given the precarious circumstances, yet knowing the girl was at least somewhat turned on, she had one final trick that would either make or break her day.

“If you’re going to leave,” she sighed, parting her legs, “be a dear and give me a goodbye kiss.”

“I…” Cadance faltered, “ok.” Trotting around the table, appearing more somewhat confused, she leaned over to peck the elder alicorn’s cheek - that was before a finger was pressed to her pouting lips.

“I didn’t say where I wanted you to kiss,” Celestia purred.

The mare’s eyes flew to the Princess’ crotch and danced across the uncovered, girthy root of stallionhood resting there. As she longingly gazed at the base of her host’s cock, she was woefully ignorant of the amorous expression on the woman’s face. Whether she knew it or not, the hooks had just sunk in - she just needed to be reeled in.

“You don’t have to,” Celestia continued. “It’s just that after last night, I thought you may want to tell her goodbye forever…”

Cadance went to turn away, but caught herself and stopped. The girl’s reluctant indecision was delicious, with the powers of her higher functions warring with her lust being all too visible. Shifting to fully face her host, without saying a single word, she squatted down, lifted the tablecloth, and shuffled under the piece of furniture.

A contented, muted sigh escaped the Princess, as she reclined and lifted the linen to peek down at her guest. Even if the girl barely touched her nethers, she’d consider the exchange a win in her book. If nothing else, she’d have plenty of chances to tempt the fair lass in the future - after all, both of them were both functionally immortal. Rearing back, she twisted her hips ever so slightly towards the then crouched mare.

Moving at a snail’s pace, all but crawling around and between the Princess’ splayed legs, Cadance slowly approached the dickmare’s massive throbbing stallionhood. While she steadily moved, ultimately resting on her knees and stooping forward, her eyes never left the woman’s shaft. Neither of them said a word, focusing solely on one another, as the girl reached out, wrapped her fingers around the meaty shaft, and angled the throbbing cock to her face.

Celestia would have been happy to get just the tiniest peck on her tool, but she got much, much more than she bargained for. The girl’s lips briefly pressed to the tip of her length, before she withdrew and licked her lips. Her dick was irresistible, the musk trapped beneath the linen was too much to bear, or her guest was far more aroused than she’d anticipated - regardless of exactly what was behind it, the mare’s initial, fleeting kiss was followed by a second, then a third and a fourth, until the young alicorn was making out with her stallionhood.

A contented sigh escaped her, as she rolled her head back. Not only had she succeeded in her goal, but there was a catch - she was curious to see how far Cadance would go. Biding her time, allowing the girl to eagerly suckle and nurse from her member, an odd noise wrenched her attention to the exit. Seeing the door crack open, realizing that someone was about to walk in on them, she hastily straightened the tablecloth, sat up straight, and brushed a strand of opalescent mane from her face.

“Yes?” she loudly inquired, feeling her visitor start.

A guard appeared from the door and briefly scanned the room, though he ultimately turned his attention to the seated Princess. “My Princess, you have another guest.”

Though she maintained her tranquil demeanor, Celestia mentally cursed. Of all the poor times for someone to bother her, this was easily one of the worst. Regaining her smile, feigning disinterest, she impassively plucked a scone from a tray of pastries.

“And whom is disturbing my breakfast this time?” she asked, casting an inquisitorial look to the praetorian.

“Shining Armor, my liege,” the guard flatly replied.

Given the circumstances, the news couldn’t have been more delectably ironic. Allowing Cadance to leave would raise questions that couldn’t possibly be answered in any rational way, and denying the stallion entry would be equally suspicious, so she took the only reasonable course of action. Her smirk broadened, as she cleared her throat and bade him to enter.

As the guard Captain entered, dressed in a simple polo and slacks, she raised her hand in greeting. He was a good pony and an exemplary soldier, having clawed his way up the ranks at a record pace, and he had impeccable taste in mares - that said, her little fling with his betrothed had left her in a peculiar situation. Though she respected him for his work ethic and personality, she held no reservations about giving his marefriend the satisfaction he couldn’t.

“Shining,” she announced, “what may I do for you this fine morning?” Lifting her legs and occupying the chair opposite her, trapping the girl’s leg between her thighs, she robbed him of the ability to sit.

“I just wanted to thank you again for letting Cadance and I have our ceremony in the castle - oh and for inviting us to the party last night,” he merrily exclaimed, looking around the vacant chamber. “Speaking of Cadance, have you seen her? She said she was going to stop by and speak with you this morning.”

Adjusting one leg, the Princess forced the hidden alicorn’s head closer to her groin. The sensation of the panicking girl’s throat spasming around her cock was astonishing, nearly making her lose her composure, yet she willed herself to remain calm. If she were to lose her cool, both she and Cadance would be left to explain themselves, a fact she had every intention of exploiting.

“She did, yes, although she left a short time ago,” she calmly explained, nodding to the door. “She mentioned something about going into town before for a new skirt, I believe.”

“Oh - uh -” he muttered, glancing down at the occupied chair. “Can I have a seat? There was something I wanted to ask you.”

“Of course!” Celestia replied, lifting her feet and clearing the seat for him. “What’s on your mind?”

Though she acted as serenely as ever, she crossed one leg over the other and trapped the mare’s face to her groin. She wasn’t quite hilted in Cadance’s snout, giving the girl just enough room to breath, she made sure her concealed guest wasn’t going anywhere. Flexing her pelvis muscles, causing her shaft to pulse in the adulterous alicorn’s gullet, she tranquilly smiled.

“It’s just, well, do you think I’m really Cadance is into me?” he mumbled, easing himself down. “I know she likes me, but she’s an alicorn. I just don’t feel like I measure up, you know?”

It took everything Celestia had not to laugh, as she leaned over to the stallion. Slipping one hand under the table, grabbing the back of Cadance’s head, she softly patted Shining’s forearm. “If she agreed to marry you, you have to be doing something right,” she endearingly cooed, gently face-fucking his future wife’s face. “And I’ve never heard her speak ill of you.”

“Thanks,” he wistfully responded. “You know she’s already - no, nevermind.”

“She’s already…?” she repeated, drowning out a stifled gag beneath her.

“It might be silly, but she’s mentioned a few times how she’d like to have a kid someday,” he chuckled, his cheeks darkening. “I don’t want to get too excited about it, but I’ve always thought about starting a family with her.”

Opening her mouth to reply, moments from congratulating the stallion, the most remarkable thing happened. For whatever reason, Cadance grabbed her waist and started swabbing her own throat. The development was beyond stunning, giving her a moment for pause, but it didn’t stay that way for long. As she beamed over at the stallion, understanding that some mystical combination of infidelity and lust had all but broken the mare, the fingers of her free hand danced up Shining’s bicep.

“Well I’m sure that, when the time comes, you’ll make an absolutely amazing father,” she purred, locking eyes with him while his intended’s nose pressed against her groin.

The alicorn’s words had bolstered his resolve and calmed his frazzled nerves. If only the stallion knew his lover was choking on the Princess’ dick, a handful of feet from where he sat, he wouldn’t have smiled so sincerely - nevertheless, he was wholly ignorant to the depravity taking place beneath the table. Pushing himself up, he bowed and kissed her hand.

“Coming from you, that means the world,” he sighed, peering into her eyes.

Securing her grip on Cadance’s mare, keeping the entirety of her length sheathed in her gullet, Celestia withdrew her arm from his grasp. “It’s my honor, Shining Armor. If you act quickly, you might find your betrothed before she leaves the castle. I’m sure she’d adore having you with her.”

Nodding eagerly, grinning from ear to ear, Shining spun around and jogged to the exit. “I won’t forget this!” he shouted, waving back at her.

“I’m sure you won’t!” the Princess cheerfully shot back, while the girl choked and attempted to clear her quaking airway.

Patiently waiting until he had seen himself out, Celestia sorcerously locked the door behind him, uncrossed her legs, and lifted the tablecloth to check on her guest. As she suspected, the moment they’d regained their privacy, Cadance threw herself back and cleared her airway. Coughing and sputtering, with saliva and pre-cum dangling from her lips and chin, she weakly glowered up at her host.

As Celestia stood, offering her hand and pulling the girl to her feet, she issued a silent thanks to the stars. Had things lasted a minute longer, things could have gone very, very poorly - not simply because Shining may have discovered, but because she’d been inching closer to her limit. Though she’d blown two sublime loads the night before, thinking repeatedly about the curvaceous mare, plus having her coltfriend nearly walk in on them, had tried her endurance.

Gazing at the mare, she took note of interesting details. First and foremost, Cadance was an absolute mess, with a disheveled mane and running, tear-streaked makeup, but that wasn’t what she found most provocative. The lower portion of her guest’s dress was drenched, indicating that at some point or another, while she’d had a throat full of cock, she’d somehow managed to get off. Her arousal reached a fevered pitch, clouding her sense of reason, as she pointed at the table.

“Lay down and present yourself,” she growled, “now.”

Mere minutes ago, Cadance had been reluctant to do anything depraved with her host - now things were different. Obediently turning and resting her behind on the wooden surface, she slid back, hiked up her dress, and parted her thighs. If spontaneously climaxing while choking herself on cock hadn’t been a clear enough indicator of her intentions, the way she amorously stared at the Princess’ stallionhood left little room for doubt.

The site of her fertile visitor presenting herself, pulling her panties aside to reveal her slavering snatch, sent Celestia into a rut-lust. Wasting no time, taking one of the girl’s ankles in each hand, she stepped between the young alicorn’s legs, got into position, and plunged into her guest’s eager marehood. The warm, tight, welcoming sensations around her length were just as fantastic as she remembered, yet she couldn’t restrain herself from savoring the moment.

Her brief exchange with Shining, while his lover clandestinely sucked her off, had made one thing very clear - the girl needed what she had to offer. Rolling her hips back, she watched the mare’s lower lips desperately cling to her retreating shaft. She’d known that there was no way a mere stallion could ever compare to her carnal prowess, yet she wanted - no, needed to ensure that the impending Princess of Love was well aware of that fact.

As she fell into a steady rhythm, driving her mate forward with each unstoppable thrust, whorish groans, domineering grunts, and a drumbeat of Plap Plap Plap filled the air. The Princess’ eyes wandered over her mate, watching the girl’s breasts sway beneath the delicate fabric of the dress, before she scrunched her snout in annoyance. Leaning forward, grabbing a fistful of the vexing garment, she tore the dress away.

To enwrapt by the sublime deep-dicking to care, Cadance mewled and writhed atop the table. One hand flew to her chest, tugging at one rock-hard nipple, while the other sailed to her groin. Momentarily caressing the gargantuan, pistoning length, wetting the tips of her fingers, she frantically massaged her engorged, winking clit. It was a wondrously lewd display, but the elder alicorn knew of something to make it all the better.

“It’s no - Mmmph - wonder you came back for more. With as tight as you are - Nnnngh - I wouldn’t be surprised if Shining is half my size,” Celestia mocked, her pendulous balls slapping against the mare’s supple backside.

“D…don’t say that,” Cadance weakly protested, her vice-like depths standing in stark contrast to her words.

The Princess slowed to a halt and shuffled back, leaving only the very tip of her shaft within the girl’s cunt. “If you don’t start being honest with me, I’ll stop…”

A frantic look crossed Cadance’s face, her vice-like confines tightened around the dickmare’s stallionhood, and yet she continued rubbing her snatch. “I…I…”

“You what?” the Princess arrogantly snickered. “You thought some mere unicorn could ever dream to give you what I can. We both know I’m better than he could ever be, but I want you to tell me how much better…”

Squirming in place, it took less than a second for the girl’s unwillingness to speak the truth crumbled. “S…so much better,” she breathed, her voice fainter than a whisper. “There’s no comparing the two of - Oh BUCK!”

Her admission ended in an instant, when Celestia abruptly redoubled her efforts. Pulling the mare to the very edge of the table, she pushed her mate’s legs forward and started fucking harder and faster than ever. If her guest wanted to see how superior she was to some peasant - by all the stars in the sky, that’s exactly what she was going to get. Slightly adjusting the depth and angle of her plunges, grinding her thick medial ring against the mare’s g-spot, her predatory smirk returned with a vengeance.

The physical bliss that Cadance afforded was amazing, but the psychological joy of ruining the perfidious harlot was the sweetest thing of all. Ratcheting up the intensity, unleashing her full potential, she sought nothing more than to utterly ruin the girl for anyone but herself. Losing control of herself, yet pining for more, she bent forward, pressed her muzzle to her mate’s free bosom, and bit down on the tender bud of flesh.

Cadance’s climactic howl was music to hear ears, as her groin and upper thighs were instantly covered by the mare’s climactic juices. Though she was practically hilted, with the broad head of her cock battering the girl’s cervix, there was one thing she could do to defile the young alicorn - something that she could practically guarantee nobody had done before. Shuffling as close as the could to the table, holding the little whore steady, gave a particularly savage thrust.

The moment her womb was violated, Cadance brayed out like never before. Her sex clamped and quaked around the Princess’ shaft, milking and coaxing the vascular length of flesh, while her cervix nursed on the bloated, gradually expanding glans. Though she’d cum mere minutes ago, the overstimulation of having her inner gates breached erased her refractory period and forced her to have a second, mind-shattering orgasm - still, even with her consciousness on the brink of collapse, her body responded in the only way it knew how.

Celestia snorted, biting down on her mate’s nipple, before relaxing her jaw and straightening up. She had the slut right where she wanted her, somehow knowing they’d passed a point of no return, and that fact pushed her to the limit. It didn’t matter if how long their spontaneous passion was going to last, she didn’t care if she left the little hussy in a cum-slathered heap - her only concern, a concern which had just been addressed, was that she’d be able to use the slut to vent her sexual frustrations from that moment forward.

Plowing the girl like a machine made flesh, she relished their raw passion of claiming the mare’s body and mind. Her hips pumped with unstoppable force, her breasts bobbed and swayed with each thrust, and her ripe, meaty nuts repeatedly impacted the mare’s cushiony rear, while she pushed herself closer and closer to release. Moving at a blistering pace, causing the mare to climax again and again, she ultimately passed the point of no return.

She could have said something dirty in her final seconds, but she saw no need - no, she’d rather let her actions speak for her. Practically contorting the girl into a mating press, she fully sheathed her immense length, shot forward, and locked lips with her lover. As her tongue drove into the mare’s mouth, silencing the euphoric wails filling the air, pints of spunk flowed through her cock and into her mate’s foal-factory.

Though she couldn’t see it, Cadance’s eyes flew open and rolled back, her mouth hung open in a silent scream, and some fundamental part of her shattered. She’d always considered herself a devoted lover, yet the devastating instant undid her. The night before, when Celestia had rocked her world, had been an experience beyond compare, but this - this was something an order of magnitude more powerful. She could practically feel herself slipping away, as her abdomen steadily rounded and bloated with the influx of the Princess’ seed.

Bodies entwined, with the towering dickmare’s fitfully bucking hips grinding to a halt, the young alicorn struggled to remain conscious. Cadance’s arms hung limply to her sides, jizz leaked from her stuffed confines, and the smell of sex lingered in the air, as the Princess unhurriedly reared back and broke their kiss. With a strand of saliva connecting their lips, they gazed into one another’s eyes.

“Even if you decide to follow through and marry Shining, you’re mine,” Celestia mused, flicking the mare’s nipple and causing the girl to dully whimper.

As Cadance looked away, possibly shameful of what they’d done, she stepped back and hauled her still turgid length from the girl’s confines. A small eruption of marish juices and thick spunk dribbled to the floor, though the overwhelming majority stayed right where she’d deposited it. Trotting around the table, she apathetically watched the alicorn heave air into her chest.

“W…what are you -” Cadance’s faltering question was cut short, as the Princess held a finger to her lips.

“From now on, no more questions; you will do what I say, when I say it. Is that understood?” Celestia intoned, prompting the girl to nod.

Cadance’s eyes drifted down the amazoness’ chest, down her belly, and to the slickened behemoth bobbing at the Princess’ groin. In spite of having climaxed multiple times, she licked her lips and hungrily gazed at the titanic stallionhood. The attention was almost sad, if it wasn’t as hilarious as it was.

“How pathetic are you?” Celestia laughed, slapping the girl’s cheek with her tool. “You probably can’t even stand straight, but you can’t look away from my dick - actually, now that I think about it, how about you clean me up.”

As the girl unsteadily went to roll on her side, her host stopped her. “How am I -”

Smack

A slap of the Princess dick silenced the mare, as Celestia glared down at her. “What did I say about asking questions? Now then, if you want to clean me, lay on your back and open your mouth,” she ordered.

Watching Cadance do as instructed, laying back and draping her head off the end of the table, she grasped the base of her stallionhood and guided herself into the mare’s awaiting mouth. The girl was definitely going to need a bit of training, though she couldn’t have been happier with the turn of events. Even if her guest did get married, she’d have decades to mold the mare into the perfect plaything for herself.

Spying her guest reaching for her gaped, leaking snatch, she snickered. “You may play with yourself this time, but remember my generosity.”

Bucking her hips, she plunged her semi-rigid length in and out of her guest’s muzzle. There were few things more satisfying than a blowjob after a good lay, although screwing someone’s snout ranked pretty high up on the list. Unlike before, when she’d brutally fucked the mare senseless, she took long, leisurely stroked and made sure to let Cadance breath.

“I pray you’re on some form of contraception, because two breeding sessions would knock up any ordinary mare several times over -” she giggled, watching her guest excitedly fingering herself. “Now that you’re mine, I’ll be expecting weekly visits from you, although I think it’s hardly necessary for me to say it; now that you’ve had a thorough taste of what I can deliver, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re knocking at my door each and every evening.”

Gagging slightly, quite possibly suffering through yet another small orgasm, Cadance shivered beneath her. While she may have sounded like she was bragging, she’d been completely sincere; once she’d bedded someone, it usually wasn’t long before they came back for more - heck, it had taken less than a day for the young alicorn to coincidentally come for a visit.

Celestia lovingly fondled the girl’s tits, while she watched her shaft being thoroughly mopped by her plaything’s luscious lips. She couldn’t say how long their newfound relationship would last, or exactly how it was going to end, but she couldn’t be more pleased with the development. At long last, she’d finally found someone who could endure and fully appreciate her carnal might.

As she slipped one hand to the mare’s face, pulling her glistening cock free, she stepped back, bent over, and pecked Cadance’s nose. “Good girl…”

Chapter 3

“Excuse me,” Celestia intoned, stepping back and making way for a pair of caterers carrying a massive tray of horderves.

The Canterlot Castle was an absolute madhouse - then again, it was far from any ordinary day. After the excitement of Chrysalis’ failed invasion had died down, the wedding between Cadance and Shining Armor had been put back on track. Servants, guests, maids, and guards all flitted throughout the keep, tending to their duties or socializing with friends and family, although one pony had kept herself well away from all the hustle and bustle.

Smiling to herself, weaving through the crowd, Celestia saw herself out of the throne room, where the ceremony itself was going to take place, and into the hallway. Through the corridors and up several flights of stairs, moving into the central spire of her castle, a contented sigh escaped her. It wasn’t like she had anything against large gatherings, but she much preferred the quiet, almost intimate calm of small groups or individuals.

Coming to a halt at her private chamber, she knocked on the door. While there was no overt need for her to announce herself, especially since she was at her own room, there was a particular guest who she’d let use her boudoir. Tradition could be a funny, almost silly thing, yet the custom of a bride and groom avoiding one another before their vows afforded her a singular opportunity.

“Cadance,” she called, cracking the door and peeking inside, “may I come in?”

She waited for just a moment, going hearing a reply, before she saw herself in and closed the door behind herself. Outside of seeing the young alicorn after the changeling invasion, she’d gone nearly two months without visiting her curvy junior - not because she’d been particularly busy or disinclined, but because she wanted to abstain from entertaining her little plaything. With Queen Chrysalis’ plot to overthrow the empire having been well and thoroughly derailed, she could put her own machinations back on track.

Cadance had shared not one but two passionate moments with the alluring bride-to-be, something that nobody had done in centuries. Both occasions had been absolutely spectacular, easily some of the best sex she’d ever had, but that presented a problem. After her second roll in the hay with the impending Princess of Love, she’d concocted a little scheme; she had every intention of seducing and procuring the bombshell alicorn to be her personal cumdumpster, whether the girl was married or not.

Pressing into the chamber, slowly scanning the area, the click of the restroom door caught her ear. As Cadance trotted out of the washroom, idly straightening her dress, her heart skipped a beat. She’d presumed her esteemed guest would look quite fetching in a wedding gown, yet she’d woefully underestimated how attractive the mare was when fully done up.

Adorned in the snow-white dress, with a modest window on her chest to show off a bit of cleavage, the girl looked positively ravishing - a fact that certain parts of herself took quick note of. Blood coursed to her stallionhood, making the obscene appendage swell and strain against her panties, as the mare finally realized she wasn’t alone. Smiling broadly, she trotted forward and thoughtfully stroked her chin.

“C…Celestia, I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” Cadance stammered, clearly surprised by the towering dickmare’s appearance.

Amused by the girl’s shock, wondering if her startled reaction was partially due to their previous trysts, Celestia dipped her head. “And why wouldn’t I be here? You’re in my castle, I’ll be officiating the wedding, and I’m letting you use my room to prepare yourself,” she tutted, coolly walking around and inspecting the alicorn. “Or were you hoping not to see me…”

Cadance balked and held a hand to her chest, as if stricken. “What? N…no, of course not!”

“Or,” the Princess continued, stepping closer and looming over her guest, “maybe you’re a bit flustered to be in my chamber.”

She doubted the mare had consciously noted, but she’d prepared her room for the bride to be. Under ordinary circumstances, she’d exercise outdoors or in the castle’s gym, and she always showered at least once a day, but the circumstances were far from ordinary. Having only washed herself every three days for nearly a month, leaving a stash of particularly sweaty clothes in a hamper by her bathroom, she’d ensured that her chamber positively reeked of her musk.

Seeing the young lass’ jaw helplessly flap, trying and failing to say something, she dismissively waved a hand. “Cadance, darling, relax! You still have nearly three hours until the wedding,” she sighed, stepping over and draping an arm over her guest’s shoulders. Without waiting for a reply, guiding the girl along beside her, she trotted over to her bed. “How about you have a seat and get comfortable.”

Cadance nodded anxiously, weakly smiling up at her host. “Yeah…Yeah, you’re right.”

“Of course I am,” the Princess snickered.

It may have been a long shot, but she’d gone to great lengths to ensure she had some fun before the ceremony. Aside from letting her junior use her room, and ensuring her room smelled of her sweat and natural scent, she’d chosen a particular outfit for the occasion - well part of the occasion. Shortly before the wedding, she’d change into a refined, gorgeous dress that Rarity had fashioned for her, but she was free to wear whatever she wanted before the event. Hoping to be comfortable for a few hours, she’d donned a relatively snug t-shirt and a decidedly short skirt.

She’d gotten a few curious looks from the palace staff, and one or two ponies had blithely asked about her attire, but she hadn’t gotten any complaints from anypony - in fact, she’d actually gotten a few compliments! Her alibi was that, given the importance of the wedding, she wanted to be as comfortable as possible leading up to the momentous occasion - which is precisely why she’d decided to adorn herself in something so casual and borderline slatternly. As she reached the edge of her king-sized bed, she released her guest, wheeled around, and seated herself on the very edge of the mattress.

“So,” she began, leaning back and propping herself on her arms, “are you excited?”

“Well of…” Cadance trailed off, as the elder alicorn lazily spread her legs.

Celestia knew good and darn well what she was doing, that the immense bulge beneath her skirt was as obvious as the sun in the sky, and the look on her guest’s face was gratifying to a fault. It would be easy enough to thrust herself on the girl, given that she’d successfully done so twice in the past, but tempting the mare would be much, much more rewarding.

Grinning up at her guest’s face, seeing the alicorn’s eyes practically bulge out of her head, she cleared her throat. “You were saying?”

Only then realizing she’d been openly staring at the Princess’ massive package, Cadance looked away and anxiously played with her hair. “I…I was just saying that I’m excited ~ that’s all.”

“Excited for your big day or excited because you remember how amazing this felt?” Celestia snickered, reaching down and caressing her barely covered equipment. “Because, frankly, it’s been hard for me not to think about how incredible you are.”

The flattery was absolutely true, so she felt no shame in saying it. The girl was easily the best lay she’d had in over a millennia, was drop-dead gorgeous, and she was one of the few creatures who was able to endure her full carnal fury. Halfheartedly fucking someone could be fun, and it was certainly better than going through a protracted dryspell, but nothing quite beat going all out while plowing.

“As a matter of fact,” she added, pulling the thong aside to let her weighty balls and massive, semi-rigid length spring free, “I think she’s excited to see you too.”

Grabbing the base of her length, supporting herself on one arm, she languidly stroked herself to full-mast. Company or not, she was in her private quarters - as such, she could jack off however or whenever she saw fit. If her guest was displeased or put off by the shameless display, she could leave - if not, she was free to stand there and enjoy the show or, if so inclined, make herself useful and join in.

Slipping glimpses of the steadily growing stallionhood, Cadance ground her thighs together and gnawed her lip - that was until she seemingly came to her senses. Stomping one heeled foot, she crossed her arms over her chest. “Celestia, is that really appropriate?”

“What?” the elder alicorn innocently countered, continuing to milk her shaft. “You can hardly blame me - after all, this is your fault.”

“M…my fault?” Cadance sputtered, taking a small step back. “How in the world is this my fault?”

Forcing herself to don a crestfallen expression, Celestia soberly looked to the floor. “Seeing you in such a wonderful outfit, knowing I may never have the opportunity to spend another intimate moment with you, is a tragedy. I’d hoped that - no, never mind, I could never -”

“You hoped that what?” the girl hastily interjected, inching closer.

Raising her head, the Princess weakly smiled up at her guest. “I’d hoped that we could spend one last moment together - you know, before you swear yourself to your little husband…”

Lowering her gaze, seeing the mare’s diamond-hard nipples pressing against the dress, Celestia suppressed a chuckle. If she were the gambling type, she’d bet every bit in the royal coffers that her guest was positively drenched. Rolling back and staring at the ceiling, leaving her pillar-like cock standing proudly at her groin, she covered her face with her hands.

“I’m sorry,” she lamented, shaking her head, “I’m just a hopelessly -”

A soft touch against her ripe, full nuts nearly made her start, instantly putting her theatrics to an end. It took everything she had not to look down her chest at her guest, knowing that the girl was starting to cave to her urges, but she forced herself to remain still. If Cadance was about to seize the initiative, she’d have to play her cards right.

A set of slender digits caressed her cock, unable to fully wrap around the girthy shaft, before pulling away. There was no way in Tartarus the mare hadn’t been moved by their amorous flings. Not only had her guest admitted that she was vastly superior in the bedroom than Shining, but she’d yielded no resistance to her advances. Musing on what to say or do, praying that her plan wasn’t about to come apart at the seams, she was stricken by divine inspiration.

“If you wanted to have a final bit of fun,” she quietly breathed, her voice as faint as a whisper on the wind, “nobody would ever know about it…”

A tense handful of seconds passed, as she held her breath. There was no guarantee that they’d end up doing anything whatsoever - in fact, her scheme may backfire spectacularly. The girl was about to get married, making sacred vows that she all but belonged to her husband, so it was an extremely risky and foolhardy move to try and seduce her. On the cusp of giving up hope, pinching the bridge of her snout, she felt something warm and decidedly wet envelop the tip of her length.

While she didn’t have sex nearly as often as she would like, she knew when she was getting a blowjob. The knowledge that she’d succeeded in her hedonistic ploy was almost as gratifying as the pair of pouting lips and slick tongue against her dick - almost. With a deep, contented sigh, she glanced to the exit, summoned her power, and locked the door both physically and magically. Be darned if anyone was going to disturb the bride before the wedding, especially if she was about to commit herself to a superior stallionhood.

“Absolutely incredible,” she reverently remarked, relishing the mare’s oral skills. “I have to admit, I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone give better blowjobs than you.”

Cadance hummed around the first few inches of her cock, clutching and pumping the lower portion with one hand. Getting sucked off by a bride, mere hours before she said her vows, was easily one of the most arousing things she’d done in her preternaturally long life. Fighting the urge to take a more assertive role, willing to let things play out for a bit longer, she lifted her head and gazed down her chest - at least she tried to.

Her shirt, being perhaps a size of two too small, was pulled taut between her bosoms, making it virtually impossible to watch herself getting sucked off. Scrunching her snout and knitting her brow, she lifted one arm and pulled the obtrusive up and over her head. Flinging the garment to the side, with her bare breasts slumped slightly to either side of her chest, she peered between her cleavage to enjoy the show.

To her pleasant surprise, her guest wasn’t just bobbing her head and working her shaft - no, not by a long shot. Having pulled up and gathered her gown in one arm, she awkwardly rubbed her very moistened loins. It was a sight to behold, hotter than the magma pools of the dragon lands, and it stoked the flames of her lust. If the girl had gotten that worked up by the taste of her stallionhood, maybe she could risk being a touch more ambitious.

Extending one arm, fully intent on grabbing the mare’s head, Celestia’s outstretched hand was slapped away. In and of itself, the small strike would have been stocking, particularly since the girl continued fervently slobbering on her cock, but what followed was downright astonishing. Drawing a deep lungful of air, Cadance closed her eyes, forced her head downward, and drove the fleshy monolith down her gullet.

“Someone’s been practicing,” she tittered, seeing her guest stifle a gag, “but you still have a lot to learn…”

The pleasant surprise was all well and good, but a proper mare didn’t get ahead of herself. Resting her head on her hands, adjusting herself ever so slightly, she ignited her horn. If the young alicorn didn’t want to be physically touched, perhaps a grace of the arcane would suit her purposes a bit better. Enveloping Cadance’s head with her aura, sensing the slightest bit of magical resistance, she simultaneously bucked her hips and rammed her guest’s head down.

As Cadance winced and sputtered, quite literally choking on her monstrous appendage, she smirked. She’d never been gentle with her guest, and she had no intention of starting now. Sorcerously guiding the mare, watching the girl’s eyes water, she face fucked the alicorn with at a slow yet forceful pace. If they were going to have a bit of fun, it was going to be on her terms.

Enjoying herself, using but a fraction of her arcane might, she was left to muse on exactly why Cadance had developed a fondness for her. She was exceedingly well-hung, sure, though she felt like there was some other element at play. If she had to guess, having no concrete information to rely on, she assumed that unlike Shining, she wasn’t afraid to be a bit rough.

“When’s the last time Shining used you like this?” she asked, her motions unceasing.

The question was nonsensical - not simply because she felt sure of what the answer was, but because she’d robbed the mare of the ability to reply. Relaxing her sorcerous grip a marginal degree, she allowed her guest to withdraw and get a sip of air. Getting some oral was a fine opening act, but she’d be more than happy to see how far her Cadance was willing to go

As soon as her guest inhaled, likely thinking that the worst of her treatment was over, she evoked her power and continued undeterred. Cadance’s throat spasmed and quaked around her shaft, as she vainly tried to free herself. If it weren’t so sad, it would almost be funny to think that the lesser alicorn had any control of the situation. She’d only stop when she was good and ready to stop, now that she’d been riled up.

Though ruthless, her treatment wasn’t overly harsh. She gave the girl chances to breathe, administering the briefest of pauses here and there, yet she made sure to properly exert her authority. She sat as the pinnacle of her kind, the apex of both sexes, and she was merely demonstrating her supremacy to illustrate a point - Shining may be a good stallion, but he had nothing compared to her.

Placing her hands on Celestia’s hips, using what strength she had, Cadance pushed herself up and unsheathed the massive dick from her esophagus. Her perfectly applied makeup was an utter mess, with mascara running down her cheeks and her lipstick smeared over the saliva-streaked length beneath her. Turning her tear-streaked face up to her host, she weakly coughed and pawed at her abused throat.

“Awwwww -” the Princess sighed, “you don’t want your hubby to taste my cum when you kiss at the altar?”

“That’s not funny,” Cadance petulantly huffed, withdrawing her hand from her crotch.

The glance of the girl’s dampened panties told Celestia everything she needed to know, fueling her desire. “It’d be a shame if you got your dress dirty ~ how about you take it off.”

Having straightened up to brush off her gown, the mare peered down at the throbbing behemoth before her. Unless she was extraordinarily naive, she couldn’t think they were done fooling around. Now that her guest had kicked things off, they had a long way to go until she’d be even remotely satiated. Seeing the indecision in the girl’s eyes, she grinned.

“Consider it a bit of practice for your wedding night,” she purred, tauntingly flexing her pelvis and setting her cock to sway.

Glancing over her shoulder and to the door, Cadance reached behind herself. “I really shouldn’t be doing this…”

“Don’t worry,” the Princess smugly noted, “I made sure we won’t have any interruptions.”

Extending an arm up to the headboard, propping herself on one elbow, she pulled a pillow under her head. After the blowjob, getting a nice little show would be a pleasant change of pace. She had the perfect view of the mare standing just at the foot of the bed, though she couldn’t quite see all of the alluring mare’s figure.

“Could you step over just a bit?” she demurely asked, waving a hand to the side.

Cadance did as asked, sidling away from the bed and fully into view. As she unzipped her gown, slowly pulling the garment over her shoulders, a coy little smile graced her beautiful features. She really was an attractive creature, one of the most aesthetically appealing mares she’d ever met, though that highlighted a problem - Shining didn’t deserve her.

Slowly, sensually, the young alicorn slipped the gown over her chest. The contrast of white fabric against her cerise coat was staggering, yet it paled in comparison to the great reveal. Beneath the dress, she was adorned in a matching bra, panties, a garter belt, and leggings, complimenting her outfit wonderfully. Leisurely jerking herself off, she nodded to the girl’s groin.

“I think you’re forgetting something,” she remarked.

Hooking her thumbs over the waistband of her underwear, Cadance leaned forward and drew the garment down her legs. As she stood back up, having kicked the article to the side, she cocked her hip and flipped her mane away from her face. The Princess hungrily licked her lips, with her eyes firmly settled on the mare’s bare nethers.

“You don’t have to stare,” Cadance bashfully murmured, the blush on her face mirroring her rosy, engorged snatch.

“And you don’t have to come over and sit on my fat cock, but we both know you’re going to anyway,” Celestia snickered. “Since you’re almost assuredly going to wind up disappointed this evening with your dearest hubby, how about I give you a fond memory to masturbate to.”

Though Cadance didn’t say anything, her marish yearnings were almost palpable. Crawling onto the bed, moving up and over the supine Princess’ legs, she only stopped when she was straddling her host’s powerful hips. They both knew how this was going to end, so there was no trying to deny it. Locking eyes with her host, with her dripping-wet pussy bearing against the behemoth stallionhood beneath her, she raised her waist and let the massive length spring between her buns.

With a small giggle, Celestia leaned forward and wrapped her arms around her guest to remove the pesky brassiere. “Much better,” she whispered, flinging the article aside. “Now then, my pretty little mare, how about you start stuffing that delicious little cunt of yours. My cock’s been aching to fill you.”

“O…oh yeah?” Cadance meekly asked, shivering as the Princess fondled her bosoms.

“Mmmhmm,” Celestia hummed, tweaking and lightly tugging on the girl’s perky nipples. “It’s no exaggeration that you’re the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever had the good fortune of meeting - speaking of which,” she continued, lowering one arm to softly smack her guest’s cushiony rear, “how about you put that lovely body of yours to work…”

The girl’s cheeks darkened from the flattery, feeling the dick against her marehood, or possibly some combination of the two. Reaching between her legs, she clutched the root of her host’s shaft, rolled her hips back, and impaled herself. Though she struggled a bit, screwing her eyes shut to concentrate, she made slow, steady progress.

“Just as incredible as I remember,” the Princess contentedly sighed, grabbing the girl’s hips, “but allow me to help.”

The innocuous comment was all the warning Cadance got, before her host thrust into her. Held firmly in place, taken completely off guard, her depths were filled in the blink of an eye. Her mouth hung in a wordless gasp, her eyes flew open and rolled back, and her cunt spasmed around the unbelievably thick slab of marecock, as the Princess started mercilessly fucking her.

Celestia had gotten pretty rough with Cadance in the past, but this was different; there was no gradual escalation or warmup, no chance for the mare to acclimate to the intrusion - no, she simply went all out straight from the get-go. She knew her guest could endure it, having screwed her senseless twice before, so she saw no need to rein herself in. Her fingers sank into the girl’s soft waist, the head of her length battered the mare’s cervix, and her heart thundered in her chest, savoring her mate’s reaction to getting a real dicking.

There was no possible way Cadance’s future husband could outperform her; she was bigger, stronger in every conceivable way, was unbelievably more experienced, and her endowment made the Captain’s look pathetic in comparison. If the young alicorn truly wished to enter a monogamous relationship with the stallion, she’d obey the girl’s wishes - having said that, she was going to do everything in her power to ruin Cadance for anyone but herself. Lowering her gaze, watching her tool rhythmically pistoning into her guest’s clinging marehood, she brought one hand to the bride’s groin.

“It’s sad to think that we won’t be able to do this moving forward,” she grunted, savagely plowing the softly whimpering mare, “since you’ll be off limits after your wedding.”

“I…I don’t - Buck,” Cadance croaked, as the Princess nonchalantly began rubbing her clit.

“Don’t what?” Celestia inquired, cocking her head to the side. “Don’t want me to keep railing you? Don’t want to marry Shining?”

Willing herself to concentrate, the mare shot Celestia a wounded expression. “I love Shining...”

“I’m sure you do, but it seems as though you may love my cock just as much,” the Princess tittered.

While she would hate to ruin someone’s happy relationship, she couldn’t help but indulge her own lecherous needs. Cadance presented a singular opportunity, a mate who was just as ageless and insatiable as herself, and she simply couldn’t lose such a fitting lover for herself. Even if her guest did get married, happily devoting herself to her husband, that didn’t mean they had to stop having fun with one another.

She’d developed a taste for the young alicorn, so much so that she’d do whatever she had to to keep getting her dick wet. If she had to sneak about behind the good Captain’s back, so help her, she would - fortunately, it may not come down to that. If her assumptions about Cadance were correct, she wouldn’t have to bend over backwards for them to get busy with one another.

Swallowing hard, clenching around the impossibly fat stallionhood stretching her interior, Cadance peered down at her host’s face. “D…don’t -”

“Don’t stop?” the Princess interrupted, slowing for the briefest moment. “Well if you insist…”

With that final word, she pulled out all the stops. Lifting her legs and bracing her feet on the mattress, she added an extra bit of strength to her thrusts. The howls of bliss which cut through the air were rewarding enough, adding to her delight, but this wasn’t all about her. To successfully ensure having a uniquely durable fuck-buddy, she had to cement her place as an unrivaled lover.

In an instant, she shifted tactics and launched forward. One arm circled around the mare’s lower back, while the other kept her torso upright, while she leaned in and tenderly kissed her mate’s chest. There was no way in Tartarus anyone had or ever would rock Cadance’s world like her, and she was going to do everything in her power to display that fact.

The second Celestia wrapped her lips around the girl’s nipple, gingerly biting on the sensitive nub, her efforts were rewarded. The young alicorn’s entire body tensed, her rapturous wail raised an octave, and orgasmic juices squelched from her cunt, as she was rocked with an apocalyptic climax. Most mares would have been satisfied by cumming so harshly, but Cadance wasn’t an ordinary mare - moreover, the Princess wasn’t done proving her point.

Maintaining her breakneck pace, acting as if the girl hadn’t just peaked, Celestia tightened her grip on her lover. They’d only be finished when she decided they were finished, regardless of how many times her little plaything climaxed, and not beforehand. As far as she was concerned, Cadance could walk down the aisle with cum leaking out of her battered, gaped snatch. Rearing back and detaching from one teat, she flashed her teeth up at the mare’s saliva-streaked face.

“Maybe I should pay you a visit or two on your honeymoon,” she snarled, beating against her lover’s womb. “I’ll have to wash out all of Shining’s inferior seed, if I ever hope to sire an heir.”

Though she’d only been half-serious with the remark, her words apparently resonated with Cadance. Hammering her ass downward, using every ounce of her body weight, the girl fully hilted the monstrous length within her. Bludgeoning its way through the mare’s cervix, invading the fertile heart of the bride’s depths, the Princess’ stallionhood pulsed with anticipation.

The sheer vehemence of the move, having the entirety of her length entombed within her mate, caught Celestia off guard, but it didn’t stay that way for long. Since the nubile, soon-to-be wife was enthused to get a bun in her oven, she’d be more than happy to donate an absolutely ridiculous amount of virile foal-batter. Having refrained from any sort of masturbation over the past few weeks, knowing she’d get to see Cadance again, she had a piping hot and extraordinarily large load saved up just for the occasion.

Hammering the girl’s drooling cunt from below, she reached up and pulled the mare’s hair. “You will tell Shining that the child is his, even though you know it won’t be.”

“Yes,” Cadance mewled, squeezing the meaty stallionhood in her vice-like grip. “Please - Aaaahn - knock me up!”

The wonton plea pushed Celestia closer to the edge, sending her into a frenzy. She’d passively mused on siring an heir for the last several centuries, though there’d always been something standing in her way. With her responsibilities, her stately position, and her kingdom were of paramount importance to her, above her own wants, raising a child would be a huge undertaking - still, her obligations notwithstanding, she’d just been given her lucky break on a silver platter. If the forthcoming royal couple were to carry her bastard offspring, she’d be free from any actual commitment.

Her blood ran hot, her stallionhood flared, and her balls clenched, as she set her jaw and held out for as long as she could. There was no real need to stave off the inevitable, but the longer she held out, the more cum she’d pump into the little slut - her little slut. Planting her feet and drawing a deep breath, teetering on the brink, she slammed her hips upward, buried every inch of her considerable length, and impacted against the furthest reaches of the young alicorn’s needy womb.

Her victorious roar echoed through the room, reverberating off the walls while joined by Cadance’s shrill scream of ecstasy. Shot after shot, ounce after ounce, virtually a liter’s worth of seed erupted into the convulsing, climaxing mare. Though her lover was anything but ordinary, the influx was too much for anyone to endure.

Cadance’s abdomen ballooned outward, sagging under the tremendous volume of cum, while jizz lewdly squelched and leaked from her corked marehood. It would be impossible for Celestia’s wedding gift not to bear fruit, even if the newlyweds ended up making love throughout the night. The Princess’ essence was vastly more potent than any other ponies - coupled with the fact that her output rivaled two or even three stallions, and she was a literal breeding machine.

With the mare’s foal-factory filled beyond capacity, cum flowed from Cadance’s depths like a river. Though she was effectively corked, there was simply nowhere for all of the roiling jizz to go - hence the seemingly endless stream gushed from her cunt. Celestia’s groin, the bed, and even the floor were drenched in hot, thick spunk, while the girl trembled and fell silent atop her host. As their bodies grew still, with their climactic finale drawing to a close, a hush fell over the room.

“Just gotta…” Celestia grunted.

Kicking off with one leg, she rolled over, flipped the girl onto her back, and pinned her guest. They’d made quite a mess, but there was something she had to do to wrap things up. Grabbing the base of her semi-rigid cock, she pulled herself free and milked the final shots of her load onto the mare’s chest, bloated belly, and face. There was still time for Cadance to shower, but mere water and soap wouldn’t wash away her scent or the sin they’d committed.

Smiling down at the cum-drunk alicorn, she got to her feet and calmly trotted to the restroom. “Feel free to join me, if you can walk - if not, I’ll see you at the altar and again on your honeymoon.”

Cadance may not have realized it, but they’d crossed a line from which there was no going back. She was going to continue having fun with the girl, she was going to endure the mare gave her a foal, and she was going to make sure that she was the only pony in all of Equestria able to satisfy her lover. Shining would have to deal with sloppy seconds, but his bride was and would forever be hers…

Chapter 4

Balancing a boxed pizza in one palm, nonchalantly strolling through the parking lot of a quaint little hotel, Celestia pulled the brim of her ball cap down. The sleepy little town of Sapphire Shoals was remote and inhabited almost entirely by retirees, so the chances of her being recognized were pretty slim - nevertheless, she’d disguised herself as best she could for the occasion. A pair of snug jean shorts clung to her hips, a t-shirt concealed her wings, and her mane had been tied into a ponytail - sure, her imposing size and impressive build made her stand out, but she’d nearly reached her destination without anyone spotting her.

Glancing down at the pizza box, reading a sticky note plastered on the cardboard, she lifted her head and gazed at the elongated building before her. As she looked from door to door, finally spotting the number twenty-five by one of the suites, a grin split her muzzle. She’d been waiting for over a month for this day to arrive, so she was not about to screw something up.

Strolling up to the very particular room, she stopped, brushed herself off, and knocked at the door. Though her little disguise was relatively simple, appearing like an oversized pizza delivery mare, that was only one element to the scheme she’d enacted. It was rare for her to abuse the power of her position as a diarch of Equestria, but that was exactly what she’d done.

“Can I help you?” an all too familiar voice called out, causing the Princess’ smile to broaden.

Doing what she could to hide her face from the peephole, Celestia lowered her head to hide her face from the peephole. “Pizza delivery, Ma’am.”

A silent pause followed, she held her breath, then she heard the sound of approaching hooves from inside. It wasn’t every day that she left Canterlot and abandoned her duties - then again, this wasn’t some spontaneous trip. Shining and Cadance had only left for their honeymoon three days prior, flitting off for a week of rest and relaxation at the beach, and she couldn’t help but go and visit her newlywed mistress.

With the click of a lock, the door opened and revealed Cadance standing just within the chamber. “I don’t remember…”

The young alicorn stepped back and held a hand to her mouth, almost assuredly recognizing the hulking alicorn instantly. Celestia knew her disguise was almost laughably bad, but it served a dual purpose; for starters, even though she’d teleported directly to the motel, it allowed her to walk to the room without incident - secondly and more prudently, she couldn’t pass up the opportunity to traipse about as a sexy delivery mare. Stepping into the doorway, the diarch leaned against the frame and presented the pizza.

“I have an order for a hot pizza with extra sausage,” Celestia purred, lowering her hand to fondle the massive bulge at her groin.

Cadance shot forward, grabbed the Princess by the arms, and pulled her into the room. “Celestia, this is not funny!”

“Come on, it’s a little bit funny,” Celestia chuckled, setting the pizza down on a dresser beside the exit. Using her magic to close the door behind herself, she removed her cap.

The young alicorn folded her arms over her bust, as she petulantly turned her nose up and looked away. “It is not. For goodness’ sake, I’m on my honeymoon!”

“That’s right,” the massive Princess chirped, feigning surprise and smacking her fist into her open palm, “I almost forgot. So how’s your little getaway been?”

A blush crept into Cadance’s cheeks, as the newlywed ground her thighs together. “It’s…it’s been wonderful.”

Smugly smiling, already sensing she had the girl on the ropes, Celestia pressed her attack. “And your nights with Shining? You haven’t disturbed the neighbors, have you?”

The question was rhetorical, yet she’d asked it all the same. There was no way Shining was as endowed as she was, and his relatively slender build and average stature would make it all but but impossible for him to fuck as hard as she did, but that wasn’t a mystery. Standing head and shoulders above even the tallest pony, with a stallionhood that would put most dragons to shame, she combined the best elements of masculinity and femininity - in short, she was a god-tier stud.

Holding a finger to her chin, she thoughtfully studied her host. The svelte alicorn was clearly enjoying her little getaway, dressed down in a tank top and boy skirt, yet that didn’t mean she was having as much fun as she could be having. Since she’d effectively ruined the girl for anypony other than herself, she felt certain that Shining had left the Cadance pining for some real lovin’.

“Well,” she softly urged, drawing one hand over her breasts, down her midsection, and to her groin, “has your precious hubby been fulfilling all your marish needs?”

The little mare’s eyes settled on her crotch, doing their best to stare straight through the strained denim. She’d actually toyed with the idea of showing up in the buff, yet that was both an impractical and risky option; though her walk through the parking lot had been short and relatively brief, the last thing she needed was for somepony to report spotting a towering, massively well-hung mare in Sapphire Shoals. Her attire, while simple, still showed her body off in a wondrously humble way, as her host had doubtlessly noticed.

Shaking her head and brazenly patting her barely restrained equipment, she tsked. “That bad ~ huh? Well I suppose I could give you a bit of relief.”

“You should leave,” Cadance insisted, snapping from her stupor and tearing her eyes off the dickmare’s package. “Shining will be back at any minute, and I’d rather not explain why you’re here with pizza.”

“Even if he was going to show up, I’m sure he wouldn’t be too upset with seeing me,” Celestia chuckled. “By the way, where is the little man?”

Rubbing the back of her neck, the girl swallowed hard. “W…well, he got a message from the Captain and said he’d be back soon. I don’t know what’s going on, but he wouldn’t leave unless it was super important.”

Celestia fought back a grin, knowing good and well why the stallion was absent. All it had taken was the smallest of favors for the Captain of the royal guard to summon their once faithful soldier - of course, neither Cadance or Shining knew that. If her little scheme had played out according to plan, and she had no reason to assume it hadn’t, she’d have several hours alone with the buxom, fertile mare. Staring dead at the girl, grinning ever so slightly, she shifted her hand and unzipped her shorts.

“Here’s the way I see it ~” she hummed, casually hauling her semi-rigid length free and into the warm air, “since Shining may be back soon, how about I scratch that itch of yours…”

Cadance lowered her gaze, peering longingly at the incredibly girthy stallionhood for a moment, before she screwed her eyes shut. “No, I can’t. Now that I’m married, I can’t just - Gah?!”

Her pitiful excuse not to cheat died instantaneously, as Celestia crossed the gap between them, thrust her hand under the girl’s skirt, and cupped the girl’s plump, staggeringly moist loins. Even though a pair of panties, Cadance was positively drenched. The dickmare chuckled, her cock twitched with excitement, and she brought her muzzle to the little Princess’ ear.

“At least some parts of you are honest,” she purred, stroking her host’s pussy through the undergarment. “Tell me, does your needy little cunt still remember the shape of my bitch breaker?”

Cadance’s barely restrained lust was as adorable as it was arousin, though she couldn’t let herself get fully erect - at least not yet. She’d realized it wouldn’t take much to get the girl worked up, not after the amorous times they’d spent together, but this time she wanted to try something a little different. As she stepped away from the stricken mare, she grabbed the base of her cock and waggled the obscene appendage.

“Tell you what ~ perhaps if you inspire me, I’ll give you a quickie,” she mused.

Hearing the invitation, Cadance gnawed her bottom lip. “I…I don’t know…”

“Oh come on,” Celestia snickered, “it’s not like you haven’t been thinking about me. Why I’d bet that you’ve touched yourself while thinking about how incredible this was…” she trailed off, slowly stroking her shaft.

She couldn’t say if it was her comment, the sight of her stallionhood, the notion of being adulterous being plowed on her honeymoon, or some combination of the three that sundered the girl’s resolve - whatever the case, Cadance reluctantly sank into a deep squat and shuffled closer to her guest. At any other time, she would have accepted the sign of defeat and rutted the mare senseless, but this was a special occasion.

“Ah ah,” she clucked, wagging a finger and bringing the alicorn’s attention to her face. “Before I let you choke on it, you have to tell me how many times you’ve gotten off while thinking about me.”

“I…I…” Cadance gulped, bringing her focus back to the obscene tool mere inches from her snout, “I can’t count how many times. It’s all I can think about when I get myself off.”

The admission warmed Celestia’s heart and stoked the fire of her passion, affirming what she’d suspected for months. She’d done more than simply shared a few moments of intimacy with the girl - she’d broken her. Placing her hands on her hips, she broadened her stance, nodded, and flexed her the muscles of her groin.

“You may…”

And just like that, Cadance practically flung herself upon her. She’d realized the newlywed had been worked up, but even she’d underestimated just how desperate the girl was. Like an addict yearning for a fix, the lithe Princess kissed and suckled the broad tip of her dick. The sight of such depravity was wildly inspirational, and the sensation of the mare’s pouting lips and tender tongue against her endowment were as incredible as ever.

After the introductory kiss, possibly knowing her clothing would almost assuredly get dirty, Cadance reared back and frantically pulled her shirt up and over her head. As always, her slut’s breasts looked absolutely fantastic, yet the sight of them gave her a thought. If her clandestine lover was already a bombshell, how fetching would she look when she was inevitably carrying her foal?

Standing steady and enjoying the show, she watched the mare inch closer, lean back, and sandwich her meaty shaft between her breasts. She couldn’t care less if the position of the tit-job wasn’t terribly comfortable for her mate, because the girl’s comfort wasn’t a priority. If Cadance wanted to get fucked senseless, she’d need to make one hell of an impression.

“There you go,” she sighed, “just like that…”

As Cadance squeezed her length in her cleavage, she wrapped her lips around the bloated tip of stallionhood. It was almost funny to think how far she’d come, falling from a faithful marefriend to a needy, cheating sow, yet the thought made her smile all the broader. While the young Princess may have entered a supposedly happy marriage, there was no way she’d ever be physically satisfied by anyone other than her senior Princess.

Celestia’s composure weakened, as the girl pressed forward and throated the first few inches of her shaft. “I’d started to worry that tending to Shining’s meager colthood would have dulled your skills, but I can see that you’re just as eager as I am.”

Ensuring the mare couldn’t reply, she moved one hand from her hips, grabbed the girl’s horn, and thrust into the mare’s face. There was nothing wrong with being fawned over and worshiped, but she’d always been one to take a more active role with things. As she keenly observed Cadance’s face, seeing her lover’s watering eyes gaze up at her, a wicked smirk split her muzzle.

“Let’s see if you’ve stayed in practice…”

Though only about half of her cock was buried in the mare’s snout and gullet, she had more than enough length to choke her lover. With the lower portion of her shaft pressed between Cadance’s tits, she fell into a relaxed, albeit steady rhythm of thrusting. There was no real need for her to go all out, not straight away, and she wanted to enjoy every second of the harlot’s infidelity.

To Cadance’s credit, she conducted herself surprisingly well. Dutifully holding one bosom in each hand, ensuring her rack caressed Celestia’s stallionhood, she ignored her loins and focused on getting the elder alicorn off. The Princess of Love was living up to her title, shaping up to be quite the impressive little whore, yet there would always be some room for improvement.

Igniting her horn, without breaking her pace, Celestia magically twisted and tugged the girl’s nipples. She could only imagine how badly Cadance’s marehood ached, seeing as how the mare hadn’t received a proper fucking since her wedding day, but she wanted to hammer upon that weakness. Until her mate was her personal, mentally broken plaything, she’d have work to do.

As quickly as the moment began, she tightened her grip, rolled her hips back, and pulled the girl off her saliva and lipstick-streaked shaft. “Do you truly enjoy your time with Shining?”

Cadance weakly coughed and pawed at her neck, before looking up at the she-stud. “Y…yes, of course, why?”

“Should you find his ministrations lacking, and I’m sure you do, perhaps you should visit me more often. My door is always open for you,” Celestia firmly stated, slapping her dick against the mare’s cheek.

“B…but,” Cadance sputtered, panting and reaching for her groin, “what do I do if he gets suspicious?”

“Suspicious?” the dickmare cackled, unable to control her mirth. “Cadance, darling, if he hasn’t tasted my cum on your breath or wondered why your depths aren’t nearly as taut as they once were, he’s either an imbecile or in denial - either way, I doubt it will be an issue.”

She honestly didn’t care if Shining found out about their ongoing tryst, though the risk of being caught did give her mixed opinions. On one hand, she secretly wanted the stallion to find out she’d been despoiling his wife - on the other, keeping things a secret did add a wondrously clandestine element to their relationship. Waiting for a reply, she released the mare’s horn and folded her arms over her chest.

“I understand,” the young Princess breathed, her blush deepening.

Kneeling before her host, Celestia affectionately stroked the girl’s cheek. A harsh hand and a hard cock could get her far, yet there were times when a subtle touch and some encouragement were necessary. While she had initially fooled around with Cadance for fun, merely having a roll in the hay, her stance on the matter had gradually changed. Having the occasional fling was fun, but she wanted more than that - she wanted a true lover.

She’d had plenty of time to think about what the girl meant to her, and she’d ultimately come to a rather stunning conclusion. Attractive, witty, and full of potential, the young mare was possibly the only pony in all of Equestria who was suitable to claim as her own. While Twilight was nearly on equal footing with the Princess of Love, she viewed the youngest alicorn as something of an adopted daughter; Cadance though - well, Cadance was another matter entirely.

“Cadance, I’m doing this for you,” she whispered, kissing the mare’s nose. “You’re an alicorn, you deserve only the best.”

The barest hint of a smile graced Cadance’s lips, as she looked into the amazoness’ eyes. “I…I don’t know.”

“But you do know,” Celestia insisted, beaming at the nubile Princess. “I’m well aware of how hard it is to find a capable lover - trust me, until that first fateful time with you, it’d been ages since I genuinely enjoyed myself in bed with anypony. Now stop being such a silly little thing and get on the bed; I’m sure you’re as ready to move forward as I am.”

The hint of sweetness and kind words worked spectacularly, far better than she could have ever hoped for. While her benevolence was mostly an act, there’d been a grain of truth to what she’d said. They were both practically demigods compared to anypony else, so it wasn’t their fault that mere peasants weren’t worthy of pleasing them. Remaining kneeling, overjoyed with how well her little visit was going, she watched Cadance get to her feet.

“How about you tell me what you’d like me to do,” she purred, looking up the mare’s skirt. “It seems only fair that you get to decide - after all, I’d hate to be pushy with you.”

Glancing over her shoulder and to the mattress, Cadance clutched her hands between her bare bosoms. “Can we - um…”

“Go on,” Celestia laughed, pushing herself up and rising to her full height. “There’s no shame in saying what you want.”

Taking a deep breath, holding it for a moment, and steadily exhaling, Cadance composed herself. “I’d like you to f…fuck me.”

“And how would you like me to make love to you, Dearest?” the she-stud inquired, looming over her host.

The girl crawled onto the bed, spread her legs, arched her back, and peered back at the amazoness. “Maybe doggy?”

Celestia tilted her head back and thoughtfully rubbed her chin. She’d honestly been on the fence of how to plow her regal concubine, yet she only then noticed something that made the decision for her. The honeymoon suite in which she stood was equipped with a rather unique feature - a large mirror affixed to the ceiling directly above the bed. Snickering at her good fortune, she lowered her gaze and waved a hand.

“How about you roll over for me,” she cooed, “I want to see that beautiful face of yours.”

Her remark was only a half-truth. While she certainly wouldn’t mind watching the mare get plowed into a blissful stupor, the mirror would allow Cadance to see herself getting utterly and totally dominated. Every other time they’d gotten intimate, without exception, they’d they’d only been able to look at one another - now it was different, now her lover would get to observe just how much of a true sex machine she really was.

Doing as asked, Cadance rolled onto her back and pawed at her chest. The girl practically oozed enthusiasm, despite the wildly scandalous circumstances. There she was, on her very honeymoon, about to cheat on her husband. As she lifted and splayed her legs, displaying the thong clinging to her marehood, her guest drew closer.

“Such an obedient little thing,” Celestia whispered, bending at the waist to draw the undergarment from her elegant host. “Had I known how incredible you were, I would have proposed to you long ago.”

Her kind words stood in stark contrast to the monstrous stallionhood at her groin. Flinging the pair of panties to the side, she seized Cadance’s ankles, stepped forward, and kissed the head of her cock to the girl’s slavering entrance. She could have waxed poetic about the little Princess’ beauty and charm for hours, yet the time for talking was at an end. With a slow, smooth, unstoppable drive of her hips, she drove her shaft into her lover.

“Oh fuck,” Cadance groaned, her toes curling. Rolling her head back, her eyes settled on the reflection above her.

With her medial ring grinding against her lover’s entrance, Celestia halted her plunge. “If you think that’s impressive, wait until I really start rutting you.”

She couldn’t say what was going on in the mare’s head, but she’d like to think that the moment was an apocryphal one. It wasn’t her hubris that declared she was superior to Shining, it was a simple fact. She was bigger, more powerful in every way, and nigh immortal, not to mention her carnal prowess was beyond reproach. It wasn’t a matter of if Cadance realized what she was missing but when.

With nothing more to say, she withdrew a portion of her length, steadied herself, and set to thrusting. The snug embrace of her mate’s depths, the symphony of moans and heavy breaths, and the sight of the mare’s comparably small body rocking with every plunge would have been captivating to a fault, had she realized Cadance was keenly watching herself getting plowed. Calling upon her magic a second time, a faint golden aura surrounded her lover’s nipples and bulging, engorged clit.

Cadance’s surprised gasp lasted but the blink of an eye, before she mewled uncontrollably. While Celestia may not have made mention of it, getting somepony off, while in the throes of passion, was as pleasurable as the act itself. Lifting the girl’s legs ever so slightly, altering the angle of her thrusts, she jammed her medial ring into her lover’s snug confines.

“That little g-spot of yours should be right around here,” she murmured.

Right on cue, the mare’s blissful wails raised an octave. It was almost sad to think that she’d brought the Princess to the brink of a climax with such little effort, feeling the girl’s legs’ tremble in her grasp, yet that was just more evidence that she’d been right all along; the only paramour worthy of Cadance’s love was an alicorn like herself. With her senses assaulted on every front, practically tasting the lust in the air, she increased her pace.

It only took a handful of minutes before the newlywed tensed, nearly thrashing as she reached her first climax. Hot nectar erupted around the marecock stretching her depths, splashing over the dickmare’s waist and sullying the blankets beneath her, as she clutched at the bed sheets. If the ponies in the neighboring rooms hadn’t been aware that a couple had rented the suite, they surely heard howls at this point.

The tip of Celestia’s cock was like a great battering ram, pounding mercilessly against the mare’s inner gate, as she inched closer and closer to her limit. She was unsure if Cadance had taken a pregnancy test of late, or if she’d had one since they’d first become an item, but she wouldn’t be shocked if the girl was already knocked up. Considering the number of times they’d fooled around, her virility, and the sheer quantity of essence she produced, she may have sown the seed of life within her mate already.

With unrelenting sorcery teasing her lover’s tits and clit, she switched tactics. Instead of the hastening, relatively short strokes she was so fond of, her thrusts transitioned into deep, powerful plunges. The change, while feeling no less amazing, had a profound effect on her host. With her cervix besieged, completely ignoring the magical aura on her groin, the girl reached down and started furiously rubbing herself.

“You like that?” Celestia mused.

Nodding vigorously, Cadance peered up at her colossal lover. “Uh…Uh-huh!”

“What if I did this?” the diarch continued, driving her length into the mare’s womb.

With that one ruthless move, the young Princess spontaneously came a second time. Convulsing beneath her, trembling from head to toe, she thrashed on the mattress while being fucked. It was an incredible spectacle, and the sensation of the mare’s spasming depths felt fantastic, yet the titanic dickmare wasn’t done with her yet - not by a long shot.

Given the amount of pre-cum she was leaking, and that her lover’s euphoria gave her an opening, she withdrew her stallionhood, hauled the girl upward, and slammed her length into her mate’s backside. As far as she was concerned, every part of Cadance was hers - including her supple, quite possibly pristine ass. While she’d been unsure what to expect, having crammed nearly a foot of dick into her mate’s pucker, the result was an order of magnitude better than her wildest dreams.

“Yes!” Cadance brayed, shifting her hand and plunging a trio of fingers into her gaped cunt.

A snort of approval was all Celestia could manage, as she commenced rearranging the girl’s insides. If she’d known the demure and well-spoken Princess was into anal, she would have screwed the young alicorn’s toned behind ages ago - sadly, hindsight was twenty-twenty. Running one hand down the mare’s leg, grabbing her lover’s hip, she swiftly mirrored the movement and continued undeterred.

“You - Nnnph - could have mentioned you were a butt-slut before,” she growled, steadily picking up speed.

Somehow regaining some modicum of composure, Cadance peered past her swaying breasts at the towering dickmare. “I…I was embarrassed.”

The coyness of the remark was adorable. Even after everything they’d done, having secretly fucked right in front of Shining, she still held a sliver of modesty. Sorcerously pulling on the mare’s sensitive teats, using just a touch more force than she had been minutes prior, Celestia dialed up the intensity, looked to the girl’s stomach, and faltered. As clear as the sun in a cloudless sky, the imprint of her cock was visible within the mare’s abdomen.

She’d heard that a large enough intrusion could make one’s belly bulge, yet this was the first time she’d ever seen it in person. The tip of her length, while fully hilted, nearly came to the bottom of Cadance’s rib cage, before slipping lower and all but disappearing. There’d been no way for her to foresee such a wildly extreme development, and the spectacle drove her into a frenzy.

“Mine,” she huffed, her self-restraint withering away. “I will make you mine.”

Married or not, she was going to conquer and claim Cadance for herself. Shining was a capable stallion, caring and worthy of a loving mare to call his own, yet the fact that he’d somehow managed to woo Cadance was galling. She deserved a Princess as a bride, she had looked for a lover for centuries, and she had realized too late that the perfect mate had been right under her nose for years, filling her with a righteous determination to steal the beauteous alicorn away from the good captain.

Little by little, thrust by thrust, she slipped closer to her mental and physical limit. There may not have been a living mare in all of Equestria who could endure the full fury of her love, yet she’d finally found one. As if the cosmos meant for them to have one another, she lifted her head and found Cadance staring straight at her face.

Like twin fuchsia pools, the mare’s eyes were enchanting. Her furious pace slowed, her grip relaxed, and her sorcery waned, as she leaned forward and brought herself closer. It really wasn’t her fault that she’d fallen for Cadance, any right-minded stallion or mare would have easily, but it was too late for her. Though she was as loath to admit it, her feelings for the alicorn were more than physical.

“Celestia…” Cadance sighed, reaching out and guiding the diarch’s face close.

Drawn in, ceaselessly bucking into the girl’s ass, Celestia felt herself teetering on the brink. “Cadance…”

With the young alicorn’s breath washing over her face, she closed her eyes, crossed the gap, and locked lips with her mate. It wasn’t the first time they’d kissed, and it likely wouldn’t be the last, but there was something magical about the passionate exchange. As she hotly made out with Cadance, getting but a taste of the cathartic dream of a true relationship, she was cast past the brink and into a tumultuous sea of ecstasy.

In that moment, the dam burst. A roiling sea of rich, potent seed flowed into the mare’s bowels, evoking yet another climax from Cadance, as she reached her peak. Regardless of whether she was depositing her essence in her lover’s womb or not, the thought of impregnating the alicorn elevated her bliss to unimaginable heights. Holding the mare to herself, ensuring every last drop of her cum was pumped into her paramour, she rode out her rapture.

Though she couldn’t see it, she felt Cadance’s belly gradually swell and balloon outward. She hadn’t touched herself since the girl’s wedding, holding off expressly for this moment, so the reservoir of her cum was as vast as it had ever been. Though it was a shame that her cum wouldn’t seep into the mare’s womb, she wasn’t bothered in the slightest, since there’d be plenty of chances in the future to knock up her lover.

The young Princess whimpered into her muzzle, clutching her back and shivering in delight, and grew louder with each passing second - that was until an odd gurgle escaped the mare. While she wasn’t exactly sure how long they’d stayed locked together, the influx of her seed became too much for her mate to contain - literally. Rearing back and pulling away, she broke their kiss moments before a deluge of seed flowed from Cadance’s mouth.

In all her years, she’d neither seen nor heard of anypony producing enough cum to fill somepony so completely, yet she’d done just that. Without a second thought, she stepped back, unsheathed her semi-rigid length, and rolled her lover to the side. She hadn’t intended to cause such an obscene and messy conclusion, nor had she guessed such a thing was possible, so she did what she could to make the mare as comfortable as possible.

“S…sorry about that,” she sheepishly admitted, patting the girl’s back.

Coughing and clearing her airway, heaving thick spunk onto the blankets, Cadance wiped her snout. She looked like an absolute mess, positively slathered in cum and her own juices, her makeup smeared, and her eyes watering, but she was still as attractive as ever - at least in Celestia’s eyes. Moving with a grace that belied her imposing size, the diarch stooped down and gently pulled the little alicorn up.

“Come on,” Celestia whispered, cradling the mare to her chest, “let’s get you cleaned up.”

“W…what about the room?” Cadance rasped, looking over at the mess they’d made.

The elder Princess weakly smiled, carrying her mate into the bathroom. “There was a water leak that needed repair. Once we have you cleaned up, I’ll go and talk to the front desk and get you another suite - you gather your effects and make ready to depart.”

Reaching up and resting a hand on the dickmare’s shoulder, the girl nodded. “Thanks…”

“Oh don’t thank me just yet,” Celestia chuckled. “Thank me after you find out you’re carrying my foal…”

The two shared a weak laugh, as they made ready to wash themselves. The afternoon had taken a number of twists and turns, yet it had ended on a high note for the two of them. Though neither could say exactly how their budding relationship would end, or if it would end at all, they took an odd comfort in the unique connection they’d developed…

Chapter 5

Bursting to the water’s surface, Celestia flicked the dampened mane from her face, opened her eyes, and drew a breath. She’d had a full week of meetings, paperwork, and arbitrary ceremonies to attend to - that was before she’d received a sudden and wholly unexpected invitation via magically-sent scroll. No sooner did her eyes dance over the parchment, than she told her assistant, Raven, to cancel her appointments and clear her calendar for the next few days. Be darned if she’d planned on skipping work to have some fun, but the circumstances were too good to pass up.

After hastily packing her bags, being sure to stow several bottles of lube and some sex-toys, she teleported herself off to the glimmering seaside village of Sapphire Shoals. A miniature vacation would be absolutely fantastic, in and of itself, but it got so much better than that - not because of her destination but because of whom had invited her. As she placed her feet on the bottom of the pool, rising out of the water to her full height, she looked over and smiled.

Adorned in a relatively modest two-piece bikini, sunning herself in a chair, lounged none other than Princess Cadance. It’d been nearly a month since the young alicorn’s honeymoon, and almost two weeks since they’d spoken, so paying her personal plaything a visit was long overdue. Ever since she’d started fooling around with the girl, she’d abstained from getting off by herself, leaving her plump, weighty nuts absolutely brimming with seed.

It wasn’t like she wanted to be pent-up so often, but she couldn’t help it. After tasting the forbidden fruit that was Princess Cadance, her hand, toys, or even other mares couldn’t compare. The buxom alicorn was the only pony she’d ever met who could endure the full might of her sexual prowess, so she’d unwittingly cursed herself by ever bedding the mare. With a heavy sigh, as she moved to step out of the pool, a splash of water caused her to shiver.

“Getting out already?” Shining laughed, wading over to her.

She forced a smile and nodded, her mood darkening ever so slightly. “For the time being. I believe a few of the other vacationers may be a bit too distracted by my presence…”

Peeking down at herself, she scrunched her snout. Perhaps a sling bikini, one which barely managed to conceal her impressive bust and or the utterly titanic swell of her package, wasn’t the best idea - nevertheless, she wasn’t truly bothered by all the attention she’d been getting. She’d long since gotten used to ponies gawking at her, what with being the oldest Princess in all the land, but being an exceptionally well-endowed dickmare didn’t help matters much on that front.

As she stepped out of the pool and crossed to Cadance, she snatched her towel from the chair she’d left it in. “Thanks again for this little getaway. I presume you wanted some extra company?”

To accentuate her unspoken point, she ran the towel down her abdomen and over the swell at her groin. There was only one reason the girl would ask her to come, and both of them knew exactly what it was. As loving of a husband as Shining Armor was, there wasn’t a pony in the whole wide world who could deliver amorous devastation like she could.

“W…well,” Cadance uneasily began, licking her lips as she tore her eyes off the woman’s package, “we just thought you’d l…like to get some fresh air.”

Inching closer to the little alicorn, hooking a thumb over the fabric at her waist, she pulled on her bikini just enough to reveal the dark, girthy root of her flaccid cock. “Well I really do appreciate it. Do we have any plans for the evening or are we going to relax by the pool until I lower the sun?”

The look of barely restrained lust on Cadance’s face was priceless. She’d only arrived just over an hour ago, having greeted the newlyweds and changed for a quick dip, and she could already tell why she’d been summoned. She may have been suffering from a glaring lack of action, but she wasn’t the only one in that unfortunate boat; given all the young Princess had nobody to sate her urges, other than her woefully ill-equipped husband, she realized the lass wanted a good lay just as much as she did.

The buxom alicorn shook her head, as she slowly reached for her crotch. “We were going to go out to dinner in a bit - other than that, we didn’t have anything in mind.”

“That’s perfect,” Celestia hummed, turning back toward the pool. “Shining, if you don’t mind, I’ll be borrowing your wife until dinner. We’ve got some girl stuff to do - no boys aloud.”

The Prince smiled innocently and waved, completely oblivious to where the Princesses’ intentions lay. “Go ahead! I’ll meet you two at that hippogriff sushi bar at six ~ does that work for you?”

“Works for me!” Cadance bleated, her cheeks darkening as she looked up to the towering dickmare.

Grinning from ear to ear, Celestia offered her hand to the girl. “Well that settles it! How about we go change and then do a bit of shopping.”

Pulling her lover to her feet, she guided the voluptuous alicorn to and into the resort’s clubhouse. The retreat that Cadance and Shining were visiting was fantastic, being both seaside and wondrously lavish, yet she couldn’t have cared less about the accommodations. As soon as they were within the cool structure, away from prying eyes, she slammed the Princess of Love against a row of lockers and jammed her tongue into the girl’s muzzle.

To Tartarus with it - while there was an argument to be made for finding a bed to properly rut her mate on, her impatience got the better of her. Keeping one hand on the mare’s shoulder, she shamelessly reached into the alicorn’s bikini. As she’d fully expected, but was pleased to discover nonetheless, Cadance was positively drenched.

“It took that little to get you this wet ~ eh?” she chuckled, breaking their kiss.

Her blush growing deeper by the second, Cadance gently palmed and squeezed the stallionhood struggling against Cadance’s swimsuit. “I…I can’t help it.”

“Tell me,” Celestia pressed, slipping two fingers into the girl, “tell me why you can’t help it.”

Hauling her cock free and into the cool air, stroking her off without a care in the world, the girl swallowed hard. “You’re just so big and beautiful. If…if I’d known you were this incredible, I…”

Though she paused, waiting for the mare to continue, the air stayed still and silent. She could have let matters lay, or easily goaded her mate into getting down to business, but that wasn’t what she wanted. Leaning in, she breathed hotly on the shivering, flustered alicorn’s ear.

“Say it…” she whispered, shifting her hand to caress the girl’s clit.

“I would have married you instead…” Cadance faintly murmured.

“Louder,” Celestia demanded, rearing back and pulling her hands free.

As her eyes widened in shock, the trembling mare did something quite surprising. She didn’t say a word, failing to repeat herself, but what she did spoke volumes. Stepping away from the locker at her back, she turned in place, bent forward, and slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her thong. As she pulled the article down her legs, giving the woman a picture perfect view of her shapely ass, taut backdoor, and winking, slavering marehood, she cast her eyes to the ground.

Celestia eyed her lover’s nethers, feeling blood rush into her swelling length, but she didn’t make a move. She’d asked a question, and she was determined to get an answer. Remaining where she stood, flexing her pelvis and causing her dick to bob in the cool air, she crossed her arms under her bosoms and gave an annoyed snort. Regardless of how enticing Cadance’s offer was, she wasn’t going to do a darn thing until the slatternly alicorn spoke up.

Cadance glanced from the dickmare’s imposing tool and up to her face, while a bead of sweat rolled down her temple. “I thought that -”

“If you want this,” Celestia interrupted, grabbing the base of her dick, “you’ll do what I asked and repeat yourself. I want you to say it…”

“I…I said,” the girl falteringly began, reaching back to prize the cheeks of her ass apart, “I said that I would have married you. You’re better than Shining - no, any stallion could ever dream to be, and I would have started a family with you.”

“Would have?” the diarch scoffed, reaching out and clutching the mare’s wrists. “Would implies I can’t put a foal in you, if I haven’t done that already. Trust me, my seed is potent and thick enough to wipe out any trace of Shining’s essence - as if he was strong enough to knock you up anyways.”

To hammer her point home, she shuffled closer and kissed the tip of her length to Cadance’s drooling entrance. Though they stood in the middle of the locker room, and there was no door to keep anyone from walking in on them, her patience was at an end. On the off chance that someone did wind up disturbing them, that would only be a minor inconvenience - after all, who would believe the word of some commoner against two Princesses. Pleased with the girl’s admission, she snickered softly to herself.

“Please…” Cadance breathed, rocking back and attempting to impale herself.

Just as eager to begin as her mate, Celestia grabbed the Princess’ hips, steadied herself, and plunged into Cadance’s hot, snug depths. The mare felt as incredible as ever, possibly because it had been some time since they’d shared an intimate moment, but the physical sensations were only one blissful element to the exchange. As she steadily buried her length, only stopping when her nuts slapped against her lover’s engorged clit, a guttural groan cut through the air.

Cadance braced her forearms against the lockers and rolled her hips forward and back, unabashedly fucking herself on the towering dickmare. “Gods, yes,” she shudderingly sighed, her eyelids fluttering.

Reining herself in, Celestia didn’t budge. She had been about to rut the girl senseless, but seeing just how desperate the nubile Princess was gave her an idea. Giving her mate’s ass a firm smack, she pulled the mare’s tail aside and turned her gaze downward. Taking control was all well and good, but enjoying the show would make for a splendid opening act.

“If you want it that badly,” she muttered, hauling on the alicorn’s dock, “milk my dick like you mean it.”

Without saying a word, the breath hitching in her throat, Cadance redoubled her efforts. It was as amazing as it was sad; now that she was married, and even before then, she’d only had Shining to turn to for sexual relief - that was until that fateful night at the party. After getting her first experience of what it was really like to be fucked, it would have been impossible for her to enjoy anything other than the biggest, most beautiful, and exquisite lover in all the land.

Celestia snorted, her eyes glued to the mare’s clinging entrance, as her hands wandered up to the girl’s waist. Try as she might, she could only take a passive role for so long. She was a divine she-stud, larger and more powerful than practically any other creature in existence, and it was her right - no, her duty to sow her seed with mares she found worthy.

Getting the girl’s timing down, she rammed her hips forward and gave her first true thrust. Cadance howled to the heavens, baptizing her groin in scalding nectar, but that wasn’t going to stop her - if anything, it stoked the fires of her passion. She’d been called on to sate the girl’s urges, she’d been teased and abandoned her duties as a favor, so they were only going to stop when she was fully satisfied.

A second thrust followed the first, then a second and a third, until she was pounding into the whimpering, trembling mare like the deity she was. If they’d had more time or been in a proper room, she may have taken her time and been a bit more tender with her ministrations, yet that wasn’t the case. She wished to breed her mate and assert her dominance, Cadance wanted to be plowed and subjugated by her stud - it was as simple as that.

The air steamed around their bodies, wails and brutish snorts echoed off the tiled walls, and the heady scent of musk permeated the room, as the pair of royals were reduced to little more than two aroused animals - still, as engrossed as Celestia was, she took one small precaution. A silencing spell hung over the chamber, shielding the ears of anyone outside from the randy ruckus, purely as an insurance policy. Though she could deal with any interlopers easily enough, either through bribery or simply asking the intruder to keep their mouth shut, a touch of caution couldn’t hurt anything.

“Right there!” Cadance blared, arching her back.

Feeling her cock pounding against the girl’s cervix, Celestia immediately realized what her lover yearned for. They were like yin and yang, virility and fertility, so it only made sense that their longings ran parallel. Bracing her legs, she draped herself over Cadance’s back, steadied herself, and drove her stallionhood straight into the mare’s womb.

“You want it, don’t you?” she grunted, jackhammering her mate with all the speed and force she could muster.

Practically sobbing, Cadance frantically nodded her head. “Yes, I want a foal - your foal! Knock me up and make me your broodmare!”

The plea was music to Celestia’s ears and pushed her past the point of no return. For the girl to openly say it, to beg to be impregnated, may have been the most arousing thing she’d ever heard in her millennia-old life. Reaching around her lover’s torso, blindly groping the girl’s tits, she grabbed Cadance’s nipples and pulled.

Her timing couldn’t have been more perfect, or perhaps she’d just gotten lucky - regardless, just as cum surged through her flaring stallionhood, the adulterous Princess was stricken with a cataclysmic climax. Sending Cadance about to collapse, she pulled her lover into a standing position and craned her neck to the side. Sure enough, fighting through the ecstasy or her own orgasm, she watched her mate’s abdomen gradually distend under the weight of her prolific load.

She had no way to tell for certain, but she had to be pumping close to a liter of thick, creamy spunk straight into the mare’s foal-factory. Given how productive she was, and the increasing frequency she creampied Cadance, there was a very good chance that their fooling around would eventually bear fruit, but she could cross that bridge if or when she came to it. For the time being, succumbing to her rapture, she relished the moment and rode out her climax along with her lover.

As the pair grew still, heaving air into their lungs, they euphorically locked eyes and kissed. Spontaneous circumstances and rather questionable surroundings notwithstanding, there was something more to their budding relationship than just lust. Even if neither had fully admitted it, a romantic spark had been kindled with them.

“Clench,” Celestia flatly instructed, hauling her softening length free from the girl’s snug confines.

Doing as instructed, Cadance bore down, wrung the final drops of cum free from the woman’s shaft, and trapped nearly all the potent jizz within herself. Any ordinary mare wouldn’t have been able to follow the instructions, let alone remain standing after such an encounter, but she wasn’t an ordinary mare by any means. Beautiful, graceful, and charming to a fault, the Princess of Love was the embodiment of her title and one of, if not the only girl worthy of Celestia’s affection.

Slipping one of the unsteady alicorn’s arms over her shoulder, the diarch guided her mate toward the showers. “I was serious about what I said earlier,” she noted, drawing a curious look from her beleaguered plaything. “After we get cleaned up, we’ll go out shopping and then meet Shining for dinner.”

“Are you looking for something specific?” Cadance weakly countered, her knees buckling. “There are several nice shops on the seafront.”

A wolfish smirk split Celestia’s muzzle, as she suppressed a snicker. “You’ll see. I’d rather not spoil the surprise…”

After showering and drying off with her mate, she teleported them to their rooms, one after the other, to get changed for their impending outing. While they got dressed, chatting about what they’d been up to, the state of their kingdoms, and interesting events that they’d been involved with, their raging libidos grew tempered by the friendship they’d held for years. While it was true that they were clandestine lovers, they’d been quite close for ages.

As she rested on the side of Cadance’s bed, having donned a comfortable pair of shorts and a t-shirt, she watched the mare slip into a simple sundress. Even when the demure Princess wasn’t trying to be alluring, she was captivating. The way she moved, her genteel laugh, and her bewitching eyes were beyond reproach. She’d never thought about it until relatively recently, what with the disparity of their ages and the conflicting interest of their titles, yet she’d started to regret not courting the girl decades ago.

“Are you ready?” Cadance softly inquired, extending a hand and shaking her from her thoughts.

“Hmmm? Oh, yes, of course,” Celestia quietly huffed, standing and sending power into her horn. “Is there anywhere you’d like to go?”

The mare shook her head and grinned, plastering herself to the woman’s side. “Not in particular, but I am curious to find out what you were looking for.”

Smiling and giving a small nod, Celestia teleported them to the bustling boardwalk in the center of town. The surprise she’d hinted at wasn’t anything important or consequential by any means, yet she’d been inspired to seek out the bauble after reading about a positively scandalous tryst between a landlord and a tenant. Lifting a hand and shading her eyes, scanning the boulevard of shops, she guided her paramour to a cafe.

The next two hours were pleasant - not thrilling or particularly enthralling by any means, purely pleasant and relaxed. She bought coffees for Cadance and herself, they wandered through a number of boutiques, and even visited a cliche beach-side novelty shop full of surfing equipment. For all intents and purposes, for anyone looking at them, they would have appeared to be on an honest to goodness date.

“Tia,” Cadance bleated, stopping in her tracks and plucking a shirt from an outdoor display, “you’d look so cute in this!”

Celestia turned and inspected the garment, simultaneously knitting her brow and struggling not to grin. The shirt in the girl’s grasp was as absurd as it was endearing, giving her a moment for pause. Lacking any designs whatsoever, the article sported two words over the chest - Beach Stud. It was obvious that the garment wasn’t designed or marketed towards mares but - well, she wasn’t like most mares in the hardware department.

“You know what, I think I’ll…” she fell silent, glancing over and spotting just what she’d been looking for inside the shop. “You wait right here and don’t budge. I’ll be right back.”

Carrying the shirt in with herself, she snatched up her prize, promptly bought both items, snuck into a fitting room, and changed into her newly purchased garment. Though the article was a bit snug in the chest, making her tits look positively massive, she wasn’t bothered in the slightest. If her mate thought she’d look cute in it, the least she could do was wear it for an afternoon.

Turning to face the entrance, seeing the diarch walking outside, Cadance beamed. “Hey ~ it really does look cute on you.”

“Thanks,” Celestia began, feeling a warmth creep into her face. “Close your eyes for one second,” she softly added. Waving a hand in front of the girl’s muzzle, ensuring her eyes were really closed, she leaned in and gingerly affixed her little investment around the mare’s neck. “There…”

Cadance opened her eyes and turned to face the storefront window. “You didn’t!”

“I did,” Celestia chuckled, walking up behind and nonchalantly squeezing the girl’s tush. “Tell me it isn’t fitting.”

“It looks fantastic!” Cadance exclaimed, running her finger along the pink leather choker.

Celestia couldn’t help but smile. The collar, emblazoned with golden letters that spelled out Princess, was too perfect and the perfect accessory for her lover. She’d been meaning to get the girl something to wear, a subtle mark of their dynamic, but she’d specifically waited for just the right moment to act on her impulses. Slipping her hand from the mare’s tush, up her side, and around to one breast, she nodded approvingly.

“Let’s go do some window shopping until we head to that restaurant,” she noted. “Who knows, maybe something will catch our eyes.”

Clinging to the woman’s side, Cadance rubbed her face on the dickmare’s arm. “I think something already caught mine…”

As they lazily moved down the boulevard, killing their time by checking out the occasional shop, Celestia was reminded exactly why she’d gravitated toward the curvaceous Princess. Not only was Cadance very, very easy on the eyes, but she was a bright, sunny breath of fresh air; her good nature and wit were complimented by her incredible looks and godly physique, making the diarch pine for her all the more. The pair laughed and chatted without a care in the world, savoring one another’s company, until the chime of the town’s clocktower reminded them of the hour.

Looking over and seeing the time, Cadance scrunched her snout. “I could have sworn it wasn’t as late as it is…”

“You know what they say ~ ‘time flies’,” Celestia sighed. “At least we’ll get a pleasant meal this afternoon.”

Slowly, almost reluctantly, they shifted course and made a beeline toward the exotic eatery. It only took the pair a few minutes to reach their destination, rounding a corner to find not only the restaurant itself but Shining lounging just outside the entrance. As the stallion spotted them, he got to his feet and jogged in their direction.

“There you are! I was starting to wonder if you’d run off with my wife,” he snickered, smirking up at the elder Princess.

Tightening her grasp on Cadance’s ass, ensuring Shining couldn’t see the move, Celestia giggled. “I would never do such a thing. Shall we?” she asked, nodding to the entrance.

Turning his attention over to his wife, Shining grabbed Cadance’s hand and eyed the choker around her neck. “I love the little collar!”

“T…thanks,” Cadance murmured, brushing a bang from her face. “Let’s get going. I’m starving.”

No sooner had the trio seen themselves inside than the staff saw them to a table, delivered a bottle of wine, and began giving recommendations for various dishes. It was relatively uncommon to serve a single Princess, let alone two and a Prince, so they received the finest service available. The fanfare, while appreciated, was an all too common occurrence for the three of them, so they politely thanked their host, made their orders, and made themselves comfortable. The trio idly chatted about this or that, subjects of little consequence, until something rather unexpected happened. .

Getting to her feet, Cadance pinched the bridge of her snout. “Shining, why didn’t you say something?”

He balked, taken aback by the nebulous accusation. “Say something about…?”

“I forgot my makeup!” the mare insisted, petulantly stomping a hoof. “Celestia, I hate to be a bother, but could I trouble you in the restroom for a moment?”

Though the unforeseen turn of events struck Celestia as odd, she smoothly stood and nodded. “Of course. Shining, we’ll be back in just a moment.”

“Take your time!” he replied, taking a sip of wine. “Don’t worry, I won’t try any of your food if it arrives before you get back!”

Celestia followed along after the mare, through the dining area and into a restroom, but then things took yet another surprising twist. As soon as the door closed behind her, Cadance magically turned the lock, stepped forward, and pinned her between the exit and herself. She couldn’t remember seeing the girl act so brazenly before, yet it caused her pulse to quicken and sent an excited shiver up her spine.

“This is too cute,” she tittered, as the mare fondled her package. “Couldn’t wait until later?”

“I said I was starving,” Cadance smoothly responded, shoving her hand into the woman’s shorts. “So how about you give me an appetizer.”

“In that case,” the diarch countered, stepping around the girl to seat herself on the toilet, “how about you earn it.”

Reclining on the commode, she tugged her shorts open and allowed her hardening stallionhood to spring into the cool air. She would never have guessed she’d be getting a quickie before dinner, and in a bathroom no less, but she wasn’t about to complain about the depraved development. As Cadance stepped over and swung one leg over her hip, mounting her like a cowgirl, she pulled the shoulder straps of her lover’s dress down the girl’s slender arms.

Seeing her mate’s tits flop free, she licked her lips. “These are going to look quite nice when they’re full of milk.”

“Got a thing for - Nnnph - moms?” Cadance huffed, situating herself directly over the she-stud’s swelling cock.

“A bit, though I’d prefer somepony I made a mother,” Celestia countered.

Placing one hand on the girl’s hip, watching her mate descent and sheath her length, she fought back a growl. Intended or not, Cadance was practically begging to be knocked up. Over the relatively short time they’d been together, the mare had gone from almost comically timid to boldly seducing her for sex - making her more appealing than ever before. Slowly closing her eyes, relishing the sensation of her lover bouncing on her lap, she leaned in and sucked on the Princess’ left tit.

There she was, an alicorn royal and one of the most influential ponies on the planet, getting fucked by some harlot in the bathroom of some restaurant. It was scandalous, it was obscene, and it was almost excruciatingly arousing. Bracing her legs and holding the mare close, she bucked her hips and started to pound Cadance from below. Time was a luxury they weren’t afforded, especially since someone could come knocking at the door at any minute, so they needed to wrap things up as quickly and preferably as cleanly as possible.

Both she and her mate moved at a breakneck space, realizing they had to make things quick, while they fucked one another with unmatched ferocity. It was incredible - several hours prior, when they’d been in the locker room of the resort, Cadance had barely been able to remain standing. Maybe the young Princess had gotten a second wind, inspiration from their excursion shopping, been filled with a determination to impress her, or some combination of the three - whatever the case may be, it was like a switch had been flipped.

“Fuck me,” Cadance mewled, barely keeping her voice down. “Shining can get sloppy seconds later.”

The comment drove Celestia wild, nearly sending her into a blinding rut-lust, and she was only barely able to compose herself. As she pushed the girl back and brought her to a screeching halt, a wolfish grin split her features. If her mate wanted an appetizer, she had just the thing.

“Get on your knees,” she growled.

In a blur of motion, Cadance clamored off the dickmare, stepped back, and sank to her knees. It was an adorable sight, seeing the Princess of Love acting like a cock-addled whore, and it only served to heighten Celestia’s arousal. Expectantly opening her mouth and closing her eyes, having wisely pulled her dress off to avoid a mess, the mare lolled out her tongue while massaging her juicy nethers.

As much as Celestia would have liked to savor the moment, a more protracted exchange would have to wait - as such, she stepped in, plunged her dick into the girl’s muzzle, and fiercely grabbed the alicorn’s horn. There were times for subtlety and grace - this was not one of them. Driving her hips forward and burying nearly all of her substantial length into her lover’s snout, feeling the mare’s esophagus spasm around her, she fucked Cadance’s face with reckless abandon.

She absolutely loved ravaging her lover’s marehood, but she adored rutting the mare’s face almost as much. Something about being able to look into Cadance’s tear-streaked eyes, seeing the desire and struggle to breathe, stimulated her sadistic side like nothing else - add to that the fact that the Princess of Love actually enjoyed being subjugated, and she couldn’t be happier with letting her more dubious carnal cravings go unchecked. Calling upon a noise dampening spell, if only as a precaution, she ground her crotch against the girl’s nose.

“What’s wrong?” she mocked, seeing the mare’s eyes roll back. “I thought you wanted…”

She trailed off, both seeing and feeling Cadance pawing at her choker with one hand, effectively giving her a hand-job while she was getting her dick sucked, and playing with herself with the other. Elements forgive her - she may have to ruin the newlyweds relationship - that was if the Princess of Love didn’t ruin it beforehand. Though it had taken her quite a while to fully comprehend it, her mate was becoming as addicted to her as she was to her mate.

The added pressure of the leather band around Cadance’s neck, the look in her eyes, and seeing her play with herself, fingering her leaking snatch, drove Celestia skyrocketing toward release. From an outsider’s perspective, it would almost appear as though she was being brutal, but that was far from the actual case. The only reason she was being so rough was because she knew the girl could take it.

Cadance’s chest heaved uselessly, her fingers jackhammered her marehood, and her eyes never left the thrusting dickmare’s face, while she feverishly got off. One of these days, if she could remember, she’d bring a camera to record one of their evenings, but that would have to wait for later. Feeling herself reaching her limit, her length throbbing and balls clenching, she hilted her lover’s face, gave a snarl, and unleashed a torrent of jizz.

The additional strain on the already struggling choker, caused by Celestia’s pulsing stallionhood, did the little leather strap in. With an audible pop, the collar snapped and fell to the floor, allowing an absolute tsunami of cum to be pumped straight down Cadance’s throat and into her stomach. Seconds after the diarch came, the young Princess followed suit, gushing her orgasmic juices to the floor around their feet. The scene was like something out of a seedy porno, a far departure from how two royals should conduct yourself, yet the pair didn’t regret their actions - in fact, if Shining hadn’t been waiting, they both realized they would have continued to go at one another.

Celestia shuffled back and pulled her semi-rigid cock free from her lover’s muzzle. “Well at least it’s not too noticeable.”

Following the woman’s gaze, Cadance peeked down at her belly. Though her abdomen was slightly distended, she wasn’t nearly as bloated as she would have been if she’d swallowed Celestia’s first load of the day. Pushing herself up and grabbing her sundress from the floor, she called upon her magic to tidy up.

“I don’t think I could eat a bite,” she grunted, stifling a burp.

Though she was a bit wobbly and cum-drunk, she peered down and spotted the snapped choker resting near her feet. As she squatted down to pluck the ruined accessory from the floor, a wounded expression settled on her face. She may have only had the little collar for a short time, but it was clear to see that the loss had soured her mood.

Celestia stepped over, having noticed the girl’s mood had shifted, and fished into her pocket. “Here…”

As the woman extended her hand and revealed an identical choker, Cadance’s eyes widened. “You got a second one?”

“I took precautions,” Celestia breathed, handing the collar over to the mare. “For what it’s worth, I genuinely do think it looks cute on you - anyways, yes, I’d suggest you at least try to eat a little something over dinner. I’d hate for Shining to get suspicious, and” she added, running her hand over the mare’s slightly swollen stomach, “there’s a good chance you’re eating for two now…”

Gazing down at and rubbing her belly, Cadance blushed. “Maybe we could go see a movie?”

“Splendid. If Shining wishes to join us, that’s fine - if not, we could get a pair of seats at the very back of the cinema. So help me, if you do bed your husband tonight, I’m going to make sure you realize who’s the better stud,” Celestia continued, shooting forward to peck the mare’s nose.

Cadance giggled like a school filly and hugged the dickmare. “Like I don’t realize that already…”

Chapter 6

“Celestia, please, you don’t have to buy our tickets,” Shining murmured, smiling up at the towering diarch.

Turning to face the comparably little stallion and his smiling, beauteous wife, Celestia dismissively waved a hand. “Think nothing of it. This was my idea, and it would hardly be fitting for you two to pay for me - lease, I insist.”

“Thank you, Celestia,” Cadance demurely replied, dipping her head. “We really do appreciate it.”

Celestia smirked and shifted her focus back to the theater’s clerk, as she opened her pocket book and retrieved a number of bits. “Three tickets for Fifty Shades of Hay.”

While she extended her arm and dropped the cash into his outstretched hand, she slipped a glance back at her nubile lover. As far as she could tell, Shining was none the wiser about the choker about his wife’s neck or what it meant. He may have been Cadance’s husband, but that was merely a title; as far as she was concerned, she was the one to whom the young Princess’ heart belonged.

“Thank you,” she noted, taking the trio of proffered tickets from the employee and stepping into the cinema’s expansive lobby. “Would either of you like refreshments or a snack?”

“I’m stuffed,” Cadance sighed, patting her cum-filled belly, “but I could go for a drink. Shining?”

The stallion paused and rubbed his chin, looking over at the convenience counter. “It’s not a movie without popcorn.”

“A sound idea,” Celestia chirped, fishing several more bits out of her bag. “Shining, if you’d be so kind, would you get us some popcorn, drinks, and maybe a box of snowcaps? Cadance and I will go find seats for the three of us.”

He nodded, taking the cash and ticket from her grasp. “Sure thing! I know my little sweetie can be particular about where she sits.”

The mention of sweetie touched a nerve with Celestia, yet she held her cheerful composure. “Too right - after all, a happy wife means a happy life. Come now, Cadance,” she continued, shifting and extending her arm to the girl.

Cadance blushed ever so slightly, as she stepped forward and locked elbows with the dickmare. “We’ll see you shortly, Shining.”

With her little lover in tow, Celestia trotted away from the lobby and to their theater. The multiplex wasn’t nearly as big as some of the venues in Canterlot, but it was large enough to accommodate four separate movies at once. As she moved down a short corridor and out of sight of Shining, glancing back to ensure they weren’t being watched, Celestia slowed, lowered her arm, and softly groped the lithe alicorn’s supple backside.

“If you think you’re stuffed now, just wait until later tonight,” she snickered, steadily pulling the girl’s dress upward.

Cadance giggled like a school filly, covering her snout with one hand. “Oh I’d hope so. As fun as our little bathroom romp was, I’m excited to feel you fill…” she trailed off, rocking back and sending the woman’s fingers between her thighs and against her dampened panties.

A small, dominant snort escaped Celestia, as blood flowed to her loins. Their first adulterous tryst felt like it had happened a lifetime ago, and a lot had changed since then. Gone was the timid, bashful mare who only reluctantly embraced her carnal desires, gradually replaced by a sensual and increasingly forward goddess of fertility. Turning on her heel and facing her mate, she jammed Cadance’s face into her cleavage and bucked her hips.

“We don’t need to play these little games, you know,” she cooed, grinding her tenting dress against the girl’s abdomen. “While I didn’t evoke prima nocta on your wedding night, I have every right to assert myself over you - with or without Shining’s blessing…”

It was true, she could legitimately bed any mare within her kingdom - that said, the practice had fallen out of favor ages ago. Royals in Equestria had always been given certain rights and privileges, though it was rare that they exercised them. While offerings of free meals, clothes, and jewelry to curry favor weren’t uncommon, neither she nor her royal ilk took advantage of them, preferring to be seen and treated as near-equals, and Cadance was no exception, unless…

“Or,” she hummed, inching back and guiding the girl’s hand to her groin, “you could tell your loving husband that you’re going to claim me for an evening. Even though I’m older and have ruled much longer than yourself, don’t believe I’m above such an advance…”

“I…” Cadance gulped, her palm wandering over the steadily growing length beneath the woman’s dress. “Don’t tempt me.”

“Just think about it,” Celestia whispered, lowering her head to breathe hotly on the mare’s ear, “having me tied to a bed, fucking yourself on me from sundown to sunup - I could be your personal stud.”

Cadance shivered, her hardening nipples clearly visible through her top, before she shied away and shook her head. “I would never do such a thing,” she softly huffed, stepping around and by the amazoness. “Besides,” she added, moving to the theater’s entrance, “if that was the case, I’d need to get you a matching collar.”

As she watched the vixenous Princess prance away, tauntingly tugging at her choker while swaying her hips, Celestia felt her mouth start watering. She had no idea how she was going to pull it off, but she’d be darned if she wasn’t going to find a way to steal the mare for herself. With a slightly frustrated sigh, she marched after the minx and into the theater.

Of all the different things she’d done over the eons, fooling around with Cadance was simultaneously one of the best and worst. She’d only intended to have a once-time fling, simply plowing the mare senseless to ease some stress and have some fun, yet things had spiraled out of control. Not only had they fucked on multiple occasions, but the frequency of their intimate exchanges seemed to be growing by the day - not to mention Cadance was starting to take the initiative more often.

Strolling into the cinema, she scanned the cavernous chamber and spotted the girl trotting up the steps and to the very back of the room. Simply seeing the young Princess was enough to get her excited, seeing how the ensemble clung to the mare’s delectably curvaceous body as she moved, which did little to calm her frazzled nerves, but there was nothing she could do. She’d foolishly agreed to attend a movie with the couple, so she’d be left blue-balled for at least an hour or two.

She marched up the stairs and down the very last aisle, joining Cadance beneath the projector, and eased herself into her chair - leaving an empty seat between herself and her mate. As badly as she would have loved to sit right next to the girl, she felt positive that it would lead to nothing but trouble. Once the lights dimmed and the film began to play, regardless of Shining’s presence, there was a very real chance they’d start teasing one another.

Cadance looked to the vacant chair and cocked her head. “Something wrong?”

“No,” Celestia sweetly murmured, forcing a smile. “I just thought you’d like to sit next to your husband.”

Glancing to her right and the empty chair right next to herself, the Princess of Love scrunched her snout. “I can sit between you and Shining.”

Celestia shook her head and pinched the bridge of her muzzle. “I don’t think that’s -” Before she could finish, Cadance got to her feet, shuffled over, and plopped down next to her.

“Shining can sit wherever he wants,” Cadance breathed, reaching over and caressing the woman’s thigh, “because I’m sitting right here, but…”

The dickmare held her breath for a moment, hoping to get an answer as she tried to ignore the soft touch creeping toward her groin, yet she got no reply. “But…?”

“But I could sit on your lap,” the girl muttered.

Faster than Celestia could react, Cadance partially stood, shifted over, and sat on her lap. The sensation of the mare’s weight against her, the delicate scent of perfume and arousal, hearing the girl’s titter - each facet caused her heart to race. Acting of their own, treacherous volition, her hands drifted to her lover’s waist and squeezed - that was until she realized what she was doing. Calling on her magic and physical might, she effortlessly lifted her mate, twisted to the side, and placed the Princess back in the empty seat.

“You’re just asking for trouble,” she grumbled, more frustrated than ever.

“Good,” Cadance breathed, leaning up and whispering into the amazoness’ ear, “because I want you to fuck me through your bed later…”

Celestia’s mouth hung open, her eyes widened, and her stallionhood threatened to tear its way through her dress, scarcely believing what she’d heard. Surreptitiously teasing one another while out was one thing, but overtly provoking each other in public, where anypony could see them, was quite another. Genuinely unsure of what to say, momentarily considering teleporting herself and Cadance off to her bedroom, a sudden movement caught her eye.

“There you are!” Shining shouted, waving at them while he marched up the stairs in their direction. “I got snacks!”

Seeing the stallion moving in their direction, a wave of relief washed over Celestia. As much as she adored Cadance, she’d rather find a way to steal her lover away without breaking the Captain’s heart. Inching into her seat, letting the unicorn pass, she plucked her drink and chocolates from his hand.

“I hope I gave you enough bits,” she remarked.

As he plopped down beside his wife, leaving the mare pinned between her and himself, he nodded. “Yup, with a few to spare. Thanks again for being so generous.”

She dipped her head and did her best not to focus on Cadance, wishing for little more than to enjoy the supposedly good movie. Much to her mercy, it was less than a minute before the lights dimmed and the opening trailers began to play. All she had to do was behave until after the film, then she could concoct an excuse to borrow her lover for a few hours - sadly for her, she was given no respite from the mare’s onslaught.

Try as she might to enjoy the movie, Cadance relentlessly demanded her attention. From subtle moves like leaning against her, bringing her scented mane to within inches of her nose, to clandestinely rubbing her side or thighs, she could do nothing to stop the amorous Princess. It wasn’t until the film’s third act had begun that she reached her breaking point, her sorcerously enhanced panties struggling to contain her raging erection.

Seconds from excusing herself, she found a tub of popcorn thrust into her lap. As she looked up in confusion, seeing Shining sidling past her, her thoughts raced. Had he seen them? Was he going to leave, pack his things, and run back to Canterlot without his wife? Stopping just past her, he turned and brought his muzzle to the side of her head.

“Tell me if I miss anything good. I’ll be right back,” he whispered, strolling down the aisle and to the stairs.

Watching him go, telling herself that he was probably rushing off to use the bathroom, she felt a sudden movement beside her. Shining hadn’t even exited the theater, yet Cadance had slipped from her seat, knelt on the floor, and crawled between her partially parted legs. As if her intentions weren’t clear enough, the girl pulled at her top, freed her tits, and smirked.

“If I can make you cum before he gets back, you have to do anything I say tonight,” Cadance purred, nonchalantly hiking the diarch’s dress.

Celestia’s heart leapt into her throat, intrigued and excruciatingly turned on by the spontaneous challenge. “Anything?”

“Anything,” the mare repeated, pulling the she-stud’s monolithic stallionhood free.

Bewildered though she was, there was only so much Celestia could endure. Dickmares like herself were relatively rare, and their libido was leagues beyond any stallion or ordinary mare, but alicorn dickmares were another matter entirely. With her better judgment crumbling under the unyielding weight of her lust, feeling the girl’s tongue gliding up her length, she reached her breaking point.

Waiting until Cadance reached the head of her cock, giving the fist-sized tip a little kiss, she reached out and clutched the back of her mate’s head. “Deal…”

She couldn’t say if her lover was expecting her to do it, but she tightened her grip, flexed her arm, and bucked her hips. In the blink of an eye, she drove nearly half of her length down and into the mare’s throat. The hot, snug sensation of Cadance’s gullet around her cock was fantastic, but reaping sweet, carnal revenge against her lover elevated the experience to new heights. While she did enjoy getting frisky with her mate, the amount of taunting she’d endured over the last hour demanded she retaliate.

A wolfish grin split her muzzle, while she shifted her hand to Cadance’s horn. One of the best things about screwing around with an alicorn or unicorn was that they had a handy handlebar protruding from their crown, allowing her to use either variety as she saw fit. With a contented sigh, seeing her mate’s eyes begin to water, she eased her motions ever so slightly. She wasn’t opposed to losing their little wager, but she wasn’t about to let the girl win that easily.

Cadance affectionately fondled the giantess’ weighty balls, while she bobbed her head and swabbed her throat. She’d come a long way in a relatively short period of time, fellating Celestia with relative ease, and had grown to enjoy servicing her lover. Slipping one hand down her torso and between her splayed legs, she tugged her panties to the side and began shamelessly stroking her clit.

The sight of the mare openly masturbating to getting her off caused Celestia’s blood to run hot. It was hot enough to get a blowjob, regardless of the circumstances, but receiving one in a movie theater by her mate, the same mate who was married and finger-fucking herself through the exchange, was thrilling to a fault. Periodically glancing to the exit at the front of the theater, ensuring they wouldn’t get snuck up on, she lazily aided the mare’s efforts.

“You’d best hope I don’t win,” she chuckled, bringing the girl’s eyes up to her face, “because if I do, there’ll be a bottle of fertility potion and an entire night of mating presses in your near future.”

Though Cadance couldn’t respond verbally, what with her airway positively crammed with stallionhood, her reaction was beyond priceless. Abandoning the amazoness’ nuts, her free hand shot to her chest. Twisting and tugging on her nipple, she rocked back, rested her shoulders on the seat behind herself, and nursed on the blunt cock-head in her maw.

Intended or not, the little display sent Celestia closer to her limit. She’d only blown a load a few hours ago, back in the restaurant’s restroom, but the deliciously naughty factors at play withered her resolve - not like that bothered her. The way she saw it, even if she lost, she’d win. At worst, she’d get trussed up and used like a living, breathing sex toy for a night - at best, she could guarantee she’d be pumping at least one foal into the girl before the month was out.

The movie played on in the background, the soft sound of muffled gags and hushed groans sailed to her ears, and everything was as it should be - unfortunately, things didn’t stay that way for long. She hadn’t intended on letting herself get distracted by the blowjob, but that’s exactly what ended up happening. It wasn’t until a figure had climbed half of the stairway, intently watching the screen at his back, that she realized she’d fucked up.

Extending her arm and pulling Cadance off her length with a soft pop, she lowered her hand and pressed her fingers to the mare’s lips. While she would have been more than happy to continue the salacious duel, she wasn’t about to let herself get caught with her dick in the girl’s mouth. Doing her best to play it cool, subtly nodding in Shining’s direction, she prayed her lover would get the hint.

Shining slowed as he reached the aisle, staring down at the pair in confusion. Hastening his pace, looking both concerned and perplexed, he only slowed when he reached them. Though Celestia and Cadance had managed to straighten their outfits, the young Princess was still kneeling on the floor when he approached.

“Everything ok?” he quietly asked, looking between the two of them.

“Mmmhmm,” Cadance placidly hummed, hefting the diarch’s purse. “Celestia’s purse fell after you went to the bathroom, so I was getting her things off the floor.”

Waiting until his wife had gotten to her feet and back in her seat, he inched past them. “That was nice of you. Did I miss anything important?”

Celestia and Cadance shook their heads, their eyes never leaving the screen. Neither said a word, tranquilly grinning as they watched the show. It was almost funny - they’d come extremely close to what would have undoubtedly been a very, very awkward situation, and they may well have ruined a marriage in the process, yet the excitement they felt overshadowed their fears. The movie would only run for another hour or possibly less, and they each only had one thing on their minds - all the wild, sinful things they were going to do to one another.

Just as the movie reached its steamy climax, the two protagonists making passionate love in the room of some seedy hotel, Shining shot to his feet. “Oh crap! Uh - I gotta go.”

“W…what’s wrong?” Cadance sputtered.

“I was supposed to go perform a surprise inspection of the troops tonight,” he explained, leaning over and kissing the top of her head. “Don’t worry, I’ll meet you back at our room.”

With a flash and a pop of displaced air, he was gone - teleported away in an instant. Staring at the area he’d occupied, Cadance’s wilted, sighed, and resignedly turned to face the screen. Understanding how the girl felt, that to have one’s husband place his job above his relationship, Celestia leaned over and placed an arm on the mare’s shoulders.

Somehow, be it from sheer willpower, luck, or knowing they’d be fucking one another before the night was out, the pair managed to behave themselves for the remainder of the film. As the few attendees filed out, getting from their seats and making for the exit, the duo stood and stretched their arms. They’d wanted nothing more than to have rabid sex less than half an hour ago, but Shining’s abrupt exit, something that would have given them the perfect excuse to sneak away together, had cast a dour shadow over the mood.

Celestia could only imagine what was going through Cadance’s head, but she instantly knew what to do. Grabbing the girl’s hand, she guided her lover out of the theater and down the sidewalk. No matter what was going on with Shining, she was not about to let the mare - her mare’s evening be ruined by the insensitive or ignorant stallion.

Glancing over her shoulder then up at her mate, Cadance knit her brow. “The hotel is that way.”

“We’re not going to the hotel - at least not yet. This way,” Celestia softly stated.

It only took her a few minutes to reach a local wine shop, where she stopped briefly to procure a bottle of tawny port, and then she guided the girl off the street, out of town, and to the seaside. Sapphire Shoals was a beautiful city, with the sea on one side and rolling fields on the other, yet it was just remote enough to give a pair of ponies some peace, quiet, and privacy.

Easing herself down to sit on the soft sand of the beach, she sighed, lifted the bottle, and ignited her horn. “Beautiful view, isn’t it?”

Cadance followed suit, hiking her dress as she took a seat beside the woman. “Yeah…”

“Here,” Celestia murmured, offering the uncorked wine, “this will help.”

With only the slightest bit of hesitation, the girl took the bottle, brought it to her lips, and took a long, steady draught. “Did he mention anything to you about an inspection for the guards?”

The diarch shook her head, keeping her eyes on the glimmering, moonlit ocean. “I can’t say he did, no, but I’m sure he’s attending something important.”

“Important enough for him to leave me during a movie?” Cadance spat, helping herself to another drink.

Sitting mute, Celestia considered her words carefully. “It was rude of him to leave, but I’m sure -”

“You wouldn’t have done that ~” the mare interrupted, looking over at the elder Princess with tears in her eyes, “would you?”

“No,” Celestia instantly responded. “While I can appreciate his dedication to his duties, he should place you as a - Mmmph?!?”

She toppled to the side, only barely managing to keep herself propped on one arm, as the mare tackled and locked lips with her. Spontaneous though it was, the kiss reignited the fires of her passion and reminded her of just how wondrous her lover truly was. Enjoying the affection for only a moment, she gently pushed the girl away and smirked.

“As I was saying, unless there were some world-ending threat, I don’t believe I could bring myself to abandon you on a date,” she noted, feeling blood rushing to her cheeks. “You’re a smart, attractive, powerful mare with immeasurable potential, and I would cherish you until my last breath.”

Cadance sat motionless, her shoulders held by the amazoness, as she locked eyes with her lover. “I want you…”

As badly as Celestia wished to reciprocate, she kept her mouth shut. The drama and political fallout from ruining a marriage, while not the worst thing ever, would be a headache she’d much rather avoid. It wouldn’t be impossible for her to eventually claim Cadance as her own, but it would take patience, planning, and plenty of time to pull it off, three things her mate seemed to care nothing about.

“E…every time I’m away from you, I find myself thinking about you,” Cadance falteringly admitted. “I don’t want to hurt Shining, but you have something he doesn’t…”

“I do?” Celestia whispered.

Wiping a tear from her cheek, Cadance nodded. “I really do love him, but…” She fell silent and looked away.

“Cadance,” Celestia breathed, stroking the mare’s mane.

Cadance swung a leg over her hip, shook herself free, and launched forward. Pressing her back and onto the sand, she leaned in and kissed her again. The passion radiating from her lover was unbelievable, and she was powerless to stop herself. This wasn’t some affection borne from lust or bestial wants - no, this was the passion of a deep, emotional bond.

“Take me,” Cadance quietly demanded.

As Celestia remained where she was, laying on her back, she watched the girl lean back into a seated position and start pulling at her dress. She’d merely hoped to help the mare through a hard time, lifting her spirits from her husband’s abrupt departure, yet things had taken an unexpected and very passionate turn. With her stallionhood swelling at her groin, she began mirroring her mate’s movements.

Flinging her dress to the side, Cadance deftly unfastened her bra, tossed it into the sand, and reached for her hip. “Stupid - Ugh - panties.”

Seeing the girl rip the undergarment from her loins, Celestia hastened her pace. As she pulled her dress up and over her waist, allowing her cock to press against her lover’s bare nethers, she suppressed an excited shiver - at least she did until she was stricken by an idea. Cadance’s decidedly amorous demeanor, the teasing in the theater, and spontaneously stripping may have been driven by a force she hadn’t considered - something she didn’t have to deal with personally.

The mare slid forward on her knees, grinding her sweltering marehood against the cock beneath her, and got into position. “I don’t need Shining,” she growled, reaching out and clutching the dickmare’s head, “I need you.”

Celestia’s eyes fluttered, as she bucked her hips and sank her shaft into the girl’s balmy depths. It was incredibly rare that she allowed anyone to take the reins from her, seeing as how she tended to be extremely dominant when it came to bedroom affairs, but her lover’s zeal was not to be denied. Propping herself on one elbow, she extended an arm and slipped a hand behind the mare’s lower back. She would never have guessed her afternoon would end in such a heated exchange, but she wasn’t about to complain.

Moving in reverse, Cadance steadily impaled herself and reared back. Backlit by the cloudless, moon-lit sky, with the surf softly crashing behind her, she was even more beautiful than usual - the embodiment of love and fertility made manifest. Noticing the woman’s astonished expression, she lifted her hands behind her head, clenched her stuffed marehood, and smirked.

“You’re staring,” she tittered.

“I…I…” Celestia stammered, finding it difficult to speak.

In all her life, she could honestly say she’d never met a creature more captivating than Cadance. If she’d known she’d end up falling head over heels for the girl, she would have made a move long, long before Shining had ever entered the equation, but she saw no sense in beating herself up over the past and what-ifs. As her hands wandered down to the mare’s hips, delicately caressing her mate’s soft, succulent thighs, she came to a conclusion. No matter what happened or what she would have to do, she would take the Princess of Love as her lover.

“I want you too,” she continued, finding her voice. “I need you more than you realize.”

It felt as though a titanic weight had been lifted from her shoulders, confessing how she truly felt, and it flipped a switch within her. Bracing and spreading her legs, she planted her feet into the sand and gave a tender thrust. Cadance was quick to react, lifting herself just enough to free the base of her length before gradually lowering and filling herself. With their inhibitions all but erased, under the starry sky, they moved in concert.

They’d had sex dozens of times, in all manner of places and positions, yet this was different. There was compassion to their movements, a care that only came from two souls who deeply respected and admired one another. This wasn’t screwing like a pair of randy colts, nor the desperate actions of an adulterous, unsatisfied spouse - no, this was making love.

Their bodies were a concert, complementing one another perfectly, as the air around them grew thick with the scent of musk, marish juices, soft moans, and dull grunts. With each downstroke, her thighs impacting against Celestia’s powerful hips, Cadance’s belly bulged outward from the colossal intrusion, as her womb was sieged. They were compatible in every way, from the emotional to the physical, but it wasn’t until that moment, spurned by what was supposed to have been a pleasant evening out, that they truly realized it.

Moments dragged by, the waves quietly crashed against the shore, and the moon hung overhead, casting a soft light over their sweat-streaked bodies. Almost imperceptibly, their motions quicked, while they lost themselves and fixated on one another. The world, their past, all their concerns and worries bled away, replaced by pleasure and the mutual feelings they shared.

Celestia set her jaw, keeping pace with the mare’s pistoning hips. Clamping down with each upstroke and relaxing on her plunges, Cadance worked her shaft as if they’d been made for one another. The sensation of being ridden by such a glorious creature was heavenly, and she had little doubt she’d remember the sight of her lover atop her for centuries to come, yet that was only one small facet of what made the moment so wondrous. Simply knowing she had the right - no, honor of comforting and pleasuring the Princess of Love elevated the experience to unimaginable heights.

Without slowing in the slightest, Cadance shifted her weight, extended her arms, and laced fingers with the behemoth she-stud. It would have been impossible for her to overpower her mate in physical or arcane might, but that wasn’t a concern for her. As she kissed her way up the diarch’s shoulder and neck, gradually making her way to Celestia’s cheek, she whimpered in delight.

“C…Celestia,” she mumbled, staring into her mate’s eyes.

Celestia couldn’t look away, frozen by the girl’s gaze. Her stallionhood began to flare, her balls drew taut to her groin, and her heart pounded fiercely within her bosom, while she slipped past the point of no return. Continuing to meet the mare’s descents, feeling her unstoppable climax hastily approaching, she drew a breath.

“I love you,” Cadance whispered.

Hearing those three simple, innocuous words, Celestia’s composure broke. Her climax struck her like a gong, sending bolts of ecstasy surging through her titanic frame, but the emotional impact - by the stars, she was not prepared. For the first time in her life, her defenses fell and she spoke her true feelings.

“I love you too!” she howled, flooding the mare’s depths with her potent essence.

Whether it was from the confession or being filled with thick, steaming foal-batter, Cadance brayed and peaked right alongside her. Hot nectar gushed from around the throbbing stallionhood hilting her, spraying the sand and coating their legs, as she drove her tongue into the she-stud’s muzzle. As they passionately made out, she weathered the rapturous storm and sailed into the blissful, euphoric tranquility with her oversized lover.

Celestia groaned into Cadance’s snout, savoring the kiss with every fiber of her being, before she eventually withdrew. Nothing in life could last forever, and her post-orgasmic clarity reminded her of where they were. Though it pained her to do it, she gingerly pushed her mate upward.

“Come on,” she murmured, patting the girl’s hip, “let’s get back to the hotel before we get in trouble.”

Unsteadily getting to her feet and leaking cum from her battered sex, Cadance wearily looked around for her dress. “I…I can’t believe we did that…”

“The having sex on the beach part?” Celestia laughed, levitating the mare’s effects from the ground. “If you liked it that much, maybe I can take you to Yakyakistan someday; they have lovely hot springs up north.”

The young Princess nodded and shakily dressed herself, leaning against the then standing amazoness. “I’d like that a lot. Um - Celestia?”

Piquing a brow, Celestia smiled down at the girl. “Yes?”

“Did you mean it?” Cadance asked almost hesitantly, keeping her eyes on the ground.

Celestia turned and sweetly held hands with her lover. “Of course I did…”

“I did too,” the girl replied, the corners of her lips turning up. “So what do we do now?”

“First, we get ourselves a shower -” the she-stud huffed, brushing sand from her backside, “after that, it doesn’t matter what we do.”

Cadance cocked her head to the side. “It doesn’t?”

“No,” Celestia mused, shooting in and pecking her lover’s cheek, “because I’ll be happy doing anything, so long as it’s with you.”

She had no way of knowing how long Shining would be attending to his duties, but she understood that there would eventually be some confrontation between the three of them. She’d fallen hard for Cadance, Cadance preferred her over her own husband, and Shining was completely in the dark about their growing feelings for one another. It was only a matter of time until things came to a head, but she wasn’t all that concerned. She’d meant what she’d said - as long as she was with Cadance, she knew she’d be able to overcome any obstacle.

Chapter 7

Celestia stood with her back against the wall of the hotel room, while Cadance rested on the bed and tried to distract herself with a magazine. After returning from the seaside and cleaning themselves up, they’d spent well over an hour discussing how to best address their growing relationship and the impact it would have on the newlywed’s marriage. While the young Princess wished to keep their affair a secret, concerned of the fallout if Shining should discover what she’d been up to, the diarch proposed an alternative.

Like it or not, Celestia realized that it would only be a matter of time until Shining discovered what his wife had been up to. Not only had Cadance been growing increasingly attached to her, but she’d found herself in a similar situation. The more she thought about her svelte, nubile lover, the more she longed to be with her - the more she longed to be with her, the more brazen she’d become. Considering the Prince was no fool, and that there was a very real chance he may have suspected something was amiss, she was left with one option - they confront him and lay their cards on the table.

“I really hope we’re not going to end up waiting all night,” Cadance sighed, staring up at the ceiling and placing the magazine on her chest.

Glancing over, Celestia tapped her chin. “As I recall, inspections only last for a few hours. He should be back any-”

The lock and door handle of the room clicked, bringing the Princesses’ eyes to the exit. While Cadance scrambled to her feet, throwing her legs off the bed as she straightened the t-shirt and shorts she’d changed into, Celestia remained motionless. As the door swung inward, revealing the Prince in his full uniform, the pair held their breath.

“Sorry I…” Shining trailed off, his eyes wandering from his wife to the elder Princess. “Celestia? I wasn’t expecting you here so late.”

Celestia dipped her head and forced a smile. “We were -”

“Simply enjoying each other’s company!” Cadance bleated, cutting her fellow Princess off. “How’d the inspection go?”

He shrugged, stepping inside and closing the door behind himself. “It went fine, but I did find some contraband. A couple of the new recruits thought they could hide some snack cakes in the barracks.”

“If that was the worst infraction you had to deal with, I’m glad,” Celestia murmured, shifting to face the stallion. “Shining, there’s something your wife has to tell you…”

Looking over to her lover, seeing the upset look on the mare’s face, she nodded. It ultimately didn’t matter who broke the news to him, although they agreed that learning of the adulterous trysts may be less damaging if he heard it from his wife. Neither knew exactly how he would react, having braced themselves for the worst, but they knew they had to break the news to him together.

“Shining,” Cadance began, clutching her hands in front of her chest, “I…”

“Let me guess,” he interrupted, smirking over at her, “you’re pregnant!”

It took everything Celestia had not to wince. “I’m afraid that’s not the case - at least as far as we’re aware.”

Closing her eyes, Cadance took a deep breath, held it for a moment, then slowly exhaled. “Shining, I love you. You’re the most wonderful stallion I’ve ever met, you’re handsome, and I know you’ll be an amazing father someday.”

He paused, his chipper expression wavering as he glanced between them. “I’m sensing a but…”

“But,” Cadance continued, “you’re not perfect. As much as I want to be with you, I have needs that - well, you can’t completely fulfill.”

“Wait,” he blurted, recoiling, “you’re cheating on me?”

The alicorns stiffened, a deathly silence filled the room, and the tension grew thick enough to cut with a knife. His eyes darted from one Princess to the other, as a cold bead of sweat rolled down his temple. In the blink of an eye, he’d gone from a cheerful stallion who’d been happy to see his wife to one wrought with panic - all that before the shoe had fully dropped.

Celestia had fully expected such a reaction, but thinking about it and actually witnessing it were two different things entirely. While she did feel bad for him, empathizing with what he must be feeling, her concerns centered around her mate - simply put, Cadance seemed to be on the verge of a breakdown. The girl’s chest heaved, her eyes began to water, and she held her hands with a white-knuckle grip, while she shivered in place. She’d hoped things would have gone a bit better, or that the mare would have simply been blunt, yet that hadn’t been the case.

“Ahem -” Celestia cleared her throat, stepping over to stand beside the trembling mare. “I can fully understand that you’d be upset with her, but I bear most of the blame. Your wife is an enchanting creature and, although I’d had no plans on being anything more than friends with her, we’ve developed feelings for one another,” she murmured, lifting and placing a hand on her lover’s trembling shoulder.

“I…it’s true,” Cadance stammered, reaching up and lacing her fingers with the amazoness. “Several months ago, at the gala, we sort of - um - fooled around in a storage closet. I don’t think either of us thought it would be anything more than a fling, especially since we’d both had a few drinks, but it’s become more than…W…why are you laughing?”

Pursing her lips and knitting her brow, Celestia turned her head toward the Prince. His soft chuckle grew into a hearty laugh, as he smiled and shook his head. She couldn’t say what had gotten into him, but his reaction made it nearly impossible to keep a sneer from her lips. As she glanced over and noted Cadance’s shocked reaction, her mood darkened.

“Is something funny, Captain?” she flatly inquired.

“Sorry s…sorry,” he replied, waving a hand at them. “I thought this was something serious for a second.”

“This is serious,” Cadance bleated. “Shining, I don’t know what you’re thinking, but -”

“Oh I know it’s not a joke,” he remarked, looking down and kicking off his shoes.

It was only because of thousands of years of playing politics and dealing with the public that Celestia was able to maintain her composure - that said, her blood ran hot. “If you know it’s not a joke, perhaps you can help us understand what’s so funny.”

Bending over and placing his shoes by the door, he straightened up and began unbuttoning the top of his shirt. “It’s funny because I didn’t think either of you would actually tell me about this.”

His casual statement caused Celestia to blink, hitting her like a sack of bricks. “I…I beg your pardon?”

“I’ve known about you two being an item for - oh I’d say at least three months now, but I had a hunch it’d been going on for a lot longer than that,” he responded. “What ~ did you two think I wouldn’t figure it out?”

Cadance’s mouth flapped uselessly for a moment, before she finally found her voice. “You knew?”

“Mmmhmm,” he hummed, leaning his shoulders against the door and smugly grinning to himself. “I didn’t work my way up to Captain just from my looks.”

With her ire gradually eclipsed by curiosity, Celestia squinted over at him. “And you didn’t address this with either of us because…?”

He shrugged, his eyes sweeping between the pair. “Honestly, I didn’t say anything for a few reasons. For starters, I trust you both completely; you’re two of the nicest, most generous mares I’ve ever met, so what’s the harm in sharing - I mean, Cadance is the Princess of Love!”

Celestia lifted a finger and opened her mouth to reply but remained silent. She wasn’t sure what was more stunning, the revelation that he was aware of her relationship with his wife or that he didn’t seem bothered in the slightest - regardless, he’d also brought up a remarkably good point. Cadance was the Princess of Love, a paragon of romance and carnality, so her very nature demanded a substantially higher degree of affection than most. Collecting her thoughts, she leveled a finger at him.

“And what other reasons did you have?” she pressed.

“Well…” he sighed, looking away and rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s a little embarrassing…”

Cocking her hip, Cadance scrunched her snout. “Really? How in the world could it be more embarrassing than this?”

He fidgeted and an anxious grin splitting his muzzle, as he reluctantly lifted his gaze from the floor. “I - uh - I think it’s kind of hot - ok, no, extremely hot…”

Celestia’s jaw nearly hit the floor, barely believing what she’d heard. “E…excuse me?”

“It’s just that - oh jeez - the thought of you two going at it might just be the most incredible thing ever,” he whispered, a blush creeping into his cheeks and a tent rising in his slacks. “I’m not mad that you two have been having fun together, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little upset that I don’t get to watch.”

“Y…y…you want to watch us?” Cadance sputtered, releasing the diarch’s hand.

He smiled sheepishly and shrugged again, his face having gone a beet red. “Maybe?”

“Well I - Mmmph?” Celestia glanced back and over her shoulder, feeling a hand firmly grasp her backside. “If you’ll excuse us for one moment…”

Without saying another word, she grabbed her mate’s wrist, turned on her heel, and dragged the mare into the bathroom with herself. While she was immeasurably relieved that he hadn’t blown a gasket, she needed a minute to gather herself and to figure out why Cadance had just spontaneously squeezed her ass. Entering the washroom with the young Princess and closing the door, she glowered down at her mate.

“He wants to watch!” Cadance conspiratorially whispered, grinning from ear to ear as she practically bounced in place. “We should totally let him watch!”

Celestia pinched the bridge of her snout and held up a finger, doing her level best to wrap her head around everything that was happening. “Just…just give me a second…”

She’d fully expected him to rage or fall into hysterics during the confrontation, so finding out he not only knew about their flings but got off to the thought of them in bed threw her for a loop. On one hand, the odd turn of events was far from a bad thing - on the other, she was not prepared to grapple with his voyeuristic interests. As she tried to process everything that was happening, she was shaken from her thoughts when she felt fingers sliding into the waistband of her shorts.

“I don’t mean to be rude,” she huffed, glaring at the suddenly amorous alicorn, “but I don’t believe this is the time for that.”

“I think it’s the perfect time for this,” Cadance countered, moving her hand and fondling the giantess’ immense bulge. “Think about it for a second - if we play our cards right, we could all get what we want. My marriage will remain intact, Shining gets his voyeuristic needs met -”

“And I’ll be able to keep seeing you without incident,” Celestia concluded, the stimulation to her package and the solution to her biggest concern sending blood coursing to her endowment. With the corners of her lips turning up, she looked into her mate’s eyes. “I could kiss you.”

The girl giggled and stepped back, grabbing the hem of her shirt. “Save that for later. If he’s been hankering to see you ruin me, we’ll give him exactly what he’s been fantasizing about.”

Watching the mare nonchalantly pull her shirt up and over her head, exposing her bare torso, Celestia felt her stallionhood twitch. “Are you sure this is a good idea? Him thinking about us having sex is one thing, but he may get discouraged if he actually watches us -”

“Trust me, we’ll be fine,” Cadance cut in, continuing to undress. “I don’t think he’s really talked about it with anypony other than myself, but he loves going to exhibitionist clubs. I never gave it much thought before now, figuring it was just an interest of his, but it’s not that surprising that he’d be into seeing you rut my brains out.”

Celestia shifted in place, still uncertain about having sex with her in front of her husband. “I don’t -”

“Don’t you want him to watch?” Cadance purred, grabbing and softly squeezing the growing bulge in the dickmare’s shorts. “You’re bigger than him in every way, you fuck harder than him, and it’s not like you haven’t wanted to put a bun in my oven - in fact…”

Retracting her arm and taking a step back, then fully nude, she closed her eyes and sent power flowing into her horn. A blue aura radiated around her frame, surrounding her for a moment before closing on and focusing on her lower abdomen. The entire ritual lasted only a scant handful of seconds, yet the broad, knowing grin on her face smacked of some deep, possibly mischievous meaning.

Studying the girl, Celestia folded her arms over her chest. “And that was…?”

“Just a fertility spell, but I did use about twice as much power as I needed to,” Cadance cooed, running a hand down her neck, between her bosoms, and to her belly. “If you don’t want to pump a foal into me tonight, I’m sure Shining would happily do it,” she tittered. Just like that, having dropped a practical bomb, she inched past her mate, opened the door, and skipped back out into the room.

The glib and wholly unforeseen invitation, paired with the sight of Cadance’s bare ass, slavering loins, and perky tits provoked Celestia’s domineering side like never before. She was hesitant to do anything with her lover in front of Shining, but she was not about to be taunted in such a shameless way - especially if there was a risk that the stallion may impregnate his wife before she did. Wheeling around and stomping out of the bathroom, she moved just quickly enough to watch her mate jump onto the king sized bed.

“You’re going to do it now?” Shining bleated, askance.

“I hadn’t intended on it, but your wife…” Celestia grumbled, casting an annoyed glance at the exuberant, buck naked mare. “Your wife makes a very compelling argument.”

Bolting into a seated position, tearing her eyes off Celestia, Cadance swung her attention over to her husband. “Shining, get naked.”

He cocked an eyebrow at the mare but didn’t budge. “What? Why?”

“Because I asked,” Cadance tittered, “and because your little soldier looks like he wants some fresh air.”

Celestia glanced to his crotch and spotted the swell in his pants, only then understanding how worked up he was by the prospect of watching his wife get plowed. She’d heard about guys who got off to their lovers getting fucked by somepony else, yet this was the first time in her long life that she’d ever met one in person. Hauling her shirt up and over her head, she tossed the garment aside, moved her hands behind her back, and unclasped her bra.

“It goes without saying that what happens in this room stays in this room,” she noted, glancing in his direction.

“O…oh, yeah, of course,” he stammered, opening his shirt. “I just can’t believe this is actually happening!”

Dismissively waving a hand, Cadance slid her tush to the very foot of the mattress. “Don’t act like you won’t enjoy it.”

“Heh ~” he grunted, uneasily fiddling with his belt. “You ladies don’t - uh - mind if I have a little fun while you’re going at it ~ would you?”

Watching him pull his pants and underwear down, getting her first glimpse of his equipment, Celestia struggled not to laugh. It wasn’t that his endowment was lacking - in fact, he seemed to be on the larger side when it came to stallions, yet he wasn’t even close to her size. Feeling a bit bad for what she was about to do, knowing she was about to humble him immeasurably, she hooked her thumbs over her shorts, pulled the article down her legs, and unveiled her package.

He stood mute, his eyes widening and mouth hanging open, as he gawked at her semi-flaccid cock. “H…holy shit!”

“Right?” Cadance excitedly squawked, gazing longingly at the she-stud’s tool.

“I hope this isn’t an issue,” Celestia muttered.

Flexing her pelvis, she sent blood surging into her expanding stallionhood to emphasize her point. Now that the cat was well and thoroughly out of the bag, Shining would do well to learn his place in her relationship. Though he may remain married to Cadance, looking after her and tending to her needs when she wasn’t around, she wanted - no, needed him to understand that she was the true alpha in their dynamic. He may be a stallion, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a beta compared to her.

Shaking his head, his eyes never wandering from her dick, he swallowed hard. “N…no, not at all. I figured you were big, but -”

“If you think that’s impressive, just wait until you see her wrecking my cunt with it,” Cadance whispered, extending a leg and caressing the dickmare’s thigh with her toe. “Speaking of which, since he asked, how about you show him how much of an absolute stud you are.”

Celestia turned to face her mate, clutching the base of her shaft. The height of the bed and her towering stature would allow her to fuck Cadance perfectly, though there was one small issue with that. Still lingering by the exit, to her left and slightly behind her, Shining wouldn’t be able to fully appreciate the scene - as such, she reached out and beckoned to the suddenly sheepish stallion.

“Come a bit closer,” she sweetly intoned, flashing her teeth at him. “If you’re going to spectate, you may as well have a front row seat to the action.”

Giving a timid nod, he walked to a chair resting against the wall, lifted the piece of furniture, and made his way right to the bedside. As he placed and angled the seat toward the pair, his prick bounced and swayed with his every move. Though he may have acted a bit embarrassed, he was clearly as eager for things to get started as his wife.

“Ready?” Celestia quietly asked, turning her attention back to her mate.

“For you,” Cadance breathed, looking down her chest as the she-stud grabbed her ankles, “always.”

Stepping forward and sliding her endowment over the girl’s groin, Celestia slowly spread the mare’s legs. Given what she was about to do, and that Shining sat only a few feet away, she couldn’t help but show off slightly. The tip of her shaft came to rest just beneath her lover’s sternum, showing off exactly how full Cadance would be, as she smirked over at Shining.

“What about you ~” she continued, gently rolling her hips forward and back, “are you ready for this.”

He liked his lips and leaned forward, bringing his face even closer to his wife. “Y…yeah.”

With nothing more to be said, Celestia stepped back, dragged her length down Cadance’s belly, and pressed the flat, fist-sized tip of her stallionhood to her lover’s entrance. The heat against the head of her cock was just as pleasant as ever, no less gratifying than any of the other times they’d banged, but having the Captain so close to them added a new factor to the mix. She was about to absolutely ruin his wife, doing things to her that he could never dream of, and the thought fanned the flames of her lust.

As she drove her hips forward, inch after girthy inch of her length ground into Cadance. The sight of her steadily disappearing shaft made her pulse quicken, yet that was only one element at play. Hearing the mare’s sinful groan, feeling the velvety depths contracting around her, and smelling her mate’s arousal almost made the stallion’s presence an afterthought. Only stopping when she felt herself nudge the mare’s womb, still with several inches of her shaft free, she steadied herself, rolled her hips back, and started to fuck.

Her slow, powerful thrusts jostled Cadance forward and back, as the little mare moaned and whimpered. She couldn’t fathom what was going through her mate’s mind, since her husband rested just beside her, but that didn’t matter - for the time being, she had only two things on her mind - asserting her superiority over the captain and ensuring her lover would stay by her side. Noticing the stallion shift and recline in his chair, she glanced over at him.

Though he hadn’t said a thing, his actions spoke volumes. His panting breaths, the way his eyes danced between his wife’s bliss-wracked face and her loins, and the bead of pre-cum that trailed down his dick were a testament to his excitement, causing the dickmare’s arrogant smile to broaden. It wasn’t like she’d wanted to demean him, but the circumstances were simply too good to pass up.

Maintaining her relaxed pace, she peered down at her lover. “So how is it?”

“H…how’s - Aaaaahn - how’s what?” Cadance falteringly moaned.

“How do I compare to your husband?” Celestia clarified, giving a particularly fierce plunge and drawing a sharp gasp from the mare.

Cadance glanced over to his face then down to his prick, seeing him stroking his comparably minuscule length, before reaching down and caressing her abdomen. “You’re so much better…”

Celestia’s soft smile twisted into a wolfish, predatory smirk. “Good girl.”

No sooner had the word passed her lips than she increased the speed and force of her thrusts. The girl’s rapturous howl set her nerves alight, while her stallionhood pounded against Cadance’s womb. Carefully flexing her arms and lifting her lover’s lower half from the mattress, she caused the imprint of her pistoning length to become even more visible.

Shining sat mute and furiously masturbated, transfixed by the sight of her destroying his wife. She honestly didn’t care if they ended up having sex occasionally, because she was well aware that Cadance would never be satisfied by what he had to offer - at least not in a sexual sense. He may have been a kind, caring, and upstanding stallion, yet there was no way he could ever rival her in an amorous capacity.

In and out, forward and back, she pounded into Cadance like a primal deity. The physical pleasure coursing through her, paired with the weight that had been lifted from her shoulders was incredible, although those things weren’t what preoccupied her. She wasn’t just performing for Shining, nor was she reminding Cadance of her carnal supremacy - she would soon be bequeathing her mate with an heir.

Her mind fell into a haze, as fundamental, primordial parts of her went alight. She was a dickmare, a demigod of virility, and she’d yet to extend her bloodline. Hundreds upon hundreds of years had passed without making some lucky mare a mother, but it wasn’t about to stay that way for long. She’d waited her entire life waiting to find the perfect mate, somepony who was worthy to impregnate, and she’d finally found a match.

She lowered her arms and rested Cadance’s heels on her hips, as she slowly leaned forward. Such a unique moment demanded something special for the both of them, and she had just the thing in mind. The mare’s legs snapped around her, flexing on her thrusts and relaxing on the withdrawals, while she delicately kissed the girl’s nipple.

“I can’t wait to see how these fill out,” she quietly remarked, drawing her tongue around the sensitive bud of flesh.

Cadance gnawed her lip and bucked up to meet her thrusts, her enthusiasm growing by the second. The spell she’d enacted was designed to induce ovulation, so the overcharged variant she’d used would almost assure conception. Though nopony in the room could see it, a single, fertile egg gradually made its way into her besieged womb.

As the seconds slipped into minutes, her muscles tensing and relaxing, her bestial urges took hold. This was her place, where she was supposed to be, and a part of herself wanted Shining to know it. Slowing only so slightly, sensing Cadance wouldn’t last for much longer, she slowed, slipped her arms under the mare’s legs, and forced the mare into a deep mating press.

“Squeal for me,” she growled, sinking the entirety of her length into the girl’s upturned marehood.

Cadance threw her head back and yowled, thrashing beneath the she-stud, as her cervix yielded to the titanic stallionhood. Steaming nectar gushed from her quivering sex, painting Celestia’s fat, cum-laiden nuts with her orgasmic essence. Situated as she was, trapped beneath the amazoness, it was all she could do to tremble, scream, and ride out her climax - all while her husband helplessly watched.

“F…fuck,” Shining mumbled, clamping his eyes shut.

Glancing over and watching the stallion spill his jizz, painting the side of the bed with his almost comically small load, Celestia flew into a frenzy. He may have imagined what their passion was like, but he’d soon understand what a real stud was capable of. The mattress creaked, Cadance mewled with every plunge, and she snorted triumphantly, as she pushed herself to the brink.

The passage of time seemingly warped, with minutes flying by in the blink of an eye, yet she eventually felt the telltale signs of her impending release. Her heart pounded in her chest, her plump, weighty nuts drew up to her groin, and the head of her cock began to flare, as she set her jaw and attempted to stave off the inevitable. The longer she lasted, the bigger her load would be - the bigger her load would be, the greater the chances she’d knock Cadance up.

She knew there was no need to hold herself back, that the mare would end up pregnant regardless, but that wasn’t the point. Magical enhancements or not, she was going to do everything in her power to give her lover a foal - a foal they and Shining could raise into a fine Prince or Princess. As she teetered on the bring, she lifted her chin, shot forward, and locked lips with her mate.

The kiss, deep and passionate, was absolutely incredible and was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Giving one final, unyielding thrust, she hilted her length, clenched her ass, and sent the first scalding shot of her seed surged into the young Princess’ foal-factory. Cadance brayed into her muzzle, shivering uncontrollably and stricken with yet another climax, while she was filled.

As incredible as it would have been to stay where she was, hotly making out with her mate, she wasn’t finished yet - not by a long shot. Throwing herself back and straightening up, holding one of the mare’s knees in each hand, she fitfully bucked her hips. She didn’t have to make sure every drop of her potent spunk was worked into the girl - then again, she didn’t have to let Shining watch the obscene display.

Celestia could practically feel her mate’s desire through her pulsing length. Even unable to move, the mare did what she could to get her off - to earn a foal. With a small snort, she carefully adjusted her plunges to force the girl to cum. She was going to reach her limit sooner or later, but she wanted Cadance to have as much fun as she could - after all, they did have an audience.

Tormented by one orgasm after another, Cadance howled and writhed atop the mattress. With every throb of Celestia’s cock, sending an impossible amount of cum into her, her abdomen gradually ballooned outward. By the time their ecstasy began to subside and their bodies grew still, she looked positively gravid.

Had it not been for a hushed, pitiful moan beside her, Celestia would have basked in her lover’s splendor - regrettably, that wasn’t the case. As unbelievable as it was, Shining had somehow managed to jack off twice to the exchange, having his second orgasm upon seeing his wife’s distended belly. Any reasonable bull would have let him relish his bliss, but his interruption had sullied an otherwise pristine moment.

Sending power raging into her horn, she sorcerously grasped Cadance’s ankles, pulled the mare’s legs upward, and stepped back. As her still-rigid stallionhood popped free of her mate, she lifted the girl to let her seed marinate; it was an unnecessary move, bordering on crass, yet there was something she had to do. Stepping around to the side of the mattress opposite of Shining, she hefted her cock toward her lover’s face.

“Clean this for me,” she instructed, dropping her cum-slickened shaft beside Cadance’s snout. “Shining, there was something else I wanted to discuss.”

Tearing his eyes from his wife’s face, he gazed up at the towering giantess. “W…what?”

“Sooner or later, one of us will give - Mmmm -” she hummed as Cadance began lapping at her shaft. “Sooner or later, one of us will sire an heir with her. If and when that day comes, let us both do our best to ensure the foal is raised properly.”

“Of course,” he rasped, slipping glances downward to watch his spouse tongue bathe the gargantuan stallionhood. “How would we know who the father is?”

“We wouldn’t,” Celestia lied, her voice even and measured, “which is exactly why I’m proposing this. Regardless of who’s lineage the foal carries, they will be cared for in every conceivable way.”

There was no possible way Cadance wasn’t going to end up pregnant after her performance. Even if Shining tried to rut her, he would have never stood a chance of getting his wife knocked up. The sheer volume of her spunk, the fertility spell, and just how potent her seed was would practically guarantee that a foal would be hers, but her husband didn’t need to know that.

Turning to walk away and get a drink for herself, she paused. “Actually, now that I’m thinking about it, it would only be fair that you make a contribution yourself. Perhaps you should make sweet, passionate love to your wife tonight.”

“I…I’d - Cough - love him to,” Cadance wheezed, reaching out and stroking his knee.

“Then it’s settled,” Celestia stated, shifting to face him and extending a hand. “May the best stud win.”

He got to his feet and shook her hand, dripping spunk to the floor below. It may have been a bit cruel to give him false hope, but false hope was better than no hope at all. For all he knew, the child she would inevitably bear could be his, even if she knew it wouldn’t be. Smiling over at him, she turned, slid a pillow under Cadance’s rump, eased her mate down, and turned to the exit.

As she stepped outside and into the cool night air, she gave a relieved sigh. Everything had turned out better than she could have imagined. She’d managed to secure Cadance as a lover, Shining had some fetishistic love of their relationship, and she’d undoubtedly put a bun in her mate’s oven. While she couldn’t say exactly how things would play out for them, or if Shining would eventually tire of their romance, she knew their lives would be happier with one another.

Epilogue

“How’s my - oh…” Shining fell silent, as he opened the door and looked inside his bedroom.

Kneeling on in the center of the floor, resting on her knees, Cadance vehemently face-fucked herself on Celestia’s length while nearly fisting herself. Her figure had developed substantially over the past months and she’d put on a fair bit of weight, elevating her natural beauty and impending maternity into the stratosphere. Though she didn’t budge, keen on getting a steaming breakfast of dickmare nut for herself, the she-stud she serviced glanced in his direction.

“Home early I see,” Celestia coolly noted, her fingers drifting through her mate’s mane.

Driving her hips forward and plunging her length down the mare’s gullet, she tranquility smiled. She’d heard he would be finishing his duties early, which is exactly why she’d decided to spontaneously pay Cadance a visit. As she’d suspected, that fateful night in Sapphire shoals had resulted in an impending heir, yet she’d failed to anticipate just how stunning her mate would become because of it.

Cadance’s breasts had nearly tripled in size, preparing to feed their impending lovechild, and she’d filled out substantially. Though her curves grew more pronounced, her rump and thighs broadening seemingly by the day, she’d retained her insatiable libido. It wouldn’t be long until she delivered their daughter, but until that day came she’d likely insist on being plowed regularly.

Reaching down and patting her mate’s cheek, Celestia motioned to the side. “Don’t be rude.”

Cadance reared back and freed her airway, giving a small wave at her husband. “Hey, Shining! I was just getting some breakfast.”

“I - uh - I see…” he whispered, the fabric over his crotch bulging. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“Shining, please,” Celestia laughed, leaning forward and helping the mare to her feet, “you’re hardly interrupting. Since you’re finished with your shift, maybe we could help you blow off a little bit of steam. Cadance…”

Stepping to and casting herself onto the bed, Cadance rolled to her back and hung her head off the end of the mattress. The view of her nude body was resplendent, giving Celestia all the motivation she needed to continue where they’d left off. As the mare played with her mountainous chest, tugging on her nipples and sending a spray of milk over the bed sheets, the she-stud moved into position.

With practiced expertise and a casual nonchalance, Celestia guided her stallionhood into the girl’s awaiting, open muzzle, and bucked her hips. She’d been sucked off by her lover more times than she could possibly count, yet the mare’s gullet was just as snug and inviting as it had ever been. In no time whatsoever, she fell into a steady rhythm of swabbing the girl’s throat.

She’d been immeasurably pleased that Shining hadn’t challenged her, submitting himself as the inferior male that he was, and he’d even gone so far as to occasionally help when she was spending quality time with his wife. It wasn’t uncommon for him to warm his wife up, or clean her after thorough breeding sessions. Unlike a great many stallions who would have been upset with taking a back seat for a superior stud, he seemed to adore taking a servile role.

“Mind if I cut in?” he asked, slipping his shirt up and over his head as he walked to the bedside.

“By all means, be my guest,” Celestia replied, waving at the gagging mare. “I’m sure she’d appreciate it.”

Gently prizing his wife’s legs apart, Shining crawled onto the mattress, jammed his face between her thighs, and eagerly lapped at her sopping-wet nethers. He hummed into her cunt, as he leaned to the side, opened his pants, and freed his turgid stallionhood. It was an adorable sight, seeing the loving couple getting along so well together, and it spurred Celestia to thrust harder and faster than ever.

It was hard for her to put her finger on exactly why the couple’s dynamic excited her as much as it did, but she believed it had to do with the natural order of things. She was superior to Shining, and she’d chosen Cadance to be her mate, so she couldn’t have been more pleased with the way things had turned out. Peering downward, past her heaving breasts and to the mare before her, she watched her medial ring bulging her lover’s neck.

Their foal’s delivery date was less than a month away, and she couldn’t be more excited to meet her heir - in the meantime, she’d be happy to make sure Cadance got plenty of piping hot protein. Leaning in and grabbing the mare’s tits, twisting and pulling on her mate’s engorged nipples, she hastened her pace. She’d actually been relatively close to cumming prior to Shining’s arrival, so his entrance couldn’t have been better timed.

On and on she went, only periodically pulling back just enough to let the girl get a sip of air, until she was teetering on the brink of release. Hauling on the mare’s teats, coating her hands in a spray of cream, she buried her shaft and pumped a load straight into her mate’s stomach. The influx of her essence caused Cadance’s belly to gurgle and swell, sagging with the weight of her prolific load.

As she smugly chuckled to herself, she stepped back and dragged her stallionhood from her lover’s maw. “I trust she’s ready?”

Shining withdrew and licked his chops, nodding up at the giantess. “Yeah, she’s drenched!”

“Perfect,” Celestia purred, trotting over and crawling onto the bed.

Proppering herself onto her elbows, Cadance watched her husband slip off the mattress. “S…Shining, give me a kiss.”

“She is an affectionate one,” Celestia mused, leveling her still hard cock at the mare’s winking entrance.

Shining knelt by his wife, closed his eyes, and locked lips with her. “Mmmhmm…”

As Celestia plunged into the girl and instantly fell into a steady rhythm of thrusting, she chuckled to herself. She couldn’t picture a better arrangement for the three of them, she would soon be gifted with an heir, and she saw no end to her relationship with Cadance - in short, she was living the dream. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for her lover, and she knew her mate felt the same way about her. For the foreseeable future and the rest of their preternaturally long lives, they’d have each other to rely on…