The First Night

AUTHOR'S NOTES
READ THE DESCRIPTION, FOR GOD'S SAKES!
This story is intended to be read in Sans-Serif, Normal, Dark.
This story takes place the night after "A Canterlot Wedding, Part 2".
This is my first clopfic, and the first fic I've posted, though not the first I've written.
Enjoy your read.

The door to their new room opened, and Shining Armor trotted in, with his new wife behind him. They were idly chatting, just talking about the future. They sat at the table, and Shining ordered some tea, then called the servant back and replaced that with the castle's finest bottle of champagne. The servant obliged, and hurriedly left the room.

She was doing that thing again. Twirling her hair with her hoof and staring idly into space. What could she be thinking about? Shining's mind gears raced as he tried to reach the answer.

Could she be thinking about a new house? No, this setup was fine, and they were royalty! Odds are, until they have a baby- wait, a-a baby?! No, no, no, it's too soon for that! Could she be thinking about today? It was a crazy day, but they were both alive and-

"Sex," came the answer from his bride, staring at him with a smirk on her face.

It was at this point that Shining's thought process totally collapsed. His wife, his beautiful, loving, amazing wife had just said she wanted him to rut her. Granted, it was there wedding night, but Shining couldn't process this.

"Shining?" inquired Cadance, "You seem shocked. Are you okay?" She couldn't see what the problem was. As far as she knew, sex the night after the wedding was perfectly normal for most newlyweds, even recommended as a relationship builder. In her mind, he should've already been on top of her.

Shining sputtered, regained his composure, and sat and stared for a second as color returned to his face. He then turned to face his wife, and responded.

"Cadance, we just got married. I love you, and I'm sure you know that, but why do you want to... erm... you know..."
It was at this point he trailed off, embarrassed to even bring up the subject. He had been raised to never mention sex when Twilight was around, which was most of the time, so he wasn't prepared to be talking about it so openly.

"Why do I want you to have sex with me?" Cadance asked, "You're my husband, Shining. We're a couple. There are things that are okay now, like bathing together, and sleeping together, and you seeing my plot, and-"

"PLOT?!" Shining shrieked. He spared a glimpse at it, and immediately regretted it. Sweat started forming on his brow, and he started to get that familiar tingling feeling between his legs. He was confused and angry with himself. He loved his wife, but not just for her figure. He loved her personality, and, although her body was great, he didn't just focus on that, unlike most guys. His member began to pull itself out of its sheath.

Cadence smirked again as she saw his little friend emerge from inside him. She ended up staring at her husband's strong, masculine body, thinking of all sorts of little dirty things they could be doing right now.

Shining blushed. Cadance stepped closer to him.

He was backing away from her, but there was no escape. They were in the second-highest tower in the castle, and his magic definitely couldn't catch him from this height. Even if he did jump, he wasn't a Pegasus, and his wife was an Alicorn. Either way, he would be hers.

By now, his right-hand man was fully exposed and ready for use. Cadance looked between his front legs and saw it, quivering slightly. She knew her husband wanted to do this, even if he thought he didn't. By now, he was against the wall, and their muzzles were inches apart.

She slowly leaned in, and their lips connected. But that wasn't enough, not for Cadance. She forced his tightly-held lips apart, and before Shining could react, their tongues were dueling like musketeers.

He liked it. He didn't want to like it, but he did. His reasonable mind slowly died, allowing instinct to take its place as Shining's primary thought process. His tongue slowly wrapped around hers, and he invaded hew mouth. He could slightly taste... strawberries?

Then her forces retreated. His did the same. She pulled away, slowly opening her eyes. He did the same, leaving his mouth open and his tongue out.

They both had the same thought simultaneously. She used her magic, and started undoing the zipper of her dress. Shining stopped her, reaching down to her back and taking it in his mouth before pulling back. When he got to her plot, he stared, not caring where the zipper went anymore. Cadance giggled, snapping him back to his senses and making him continue. The dress was off, and Shining slowly draped it over the table they had been sitting at prior.

She walked over the the bed and climbed onto it, flipping herself onto her back and spreading her legs, revealing the beautiful treasure that Captain Shining wanted to plunder. He came over, and said "This is your first time, right?"

She nodded in response, and quickly did an undetectable magic search of his memories. While he HAD touched himself many times, during his wild teen days, he was still a technical virgin. She was glad, as this meant they could learn together. He stood on his two rear legs, grabbing Cadance's rear legs with his hooves. He could feel it; his member burned. As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted inside his wife, and now.

"Are you ready?" He asked, reassuring himself that his wife would enjoy this, too.

"Yes, now please, just put it in!" She said, panting impatiently. Her nether lips had parted, expecting a particular visitor to be coming in anytime.

He slowly lined up his head with the slit that was his wife's entrance, then slowly pushed it in. He had read books on this subject back when the urges first came, and he knew that virgin women had a barrier that could only be painfully broken during their first session.

It was like a hot, wet glove, wrapping itself around his member, stroking it, sucking it in. It felt good, hell, it felt great, and his just kept going until their pelvises met. He looked down in surprise, shocked there was no hymen, no blood, no painful squirming. He stuttered.

"I'll explain later!" She gasped. "Now, RUT ME!"

He obliged, pulling himself out, then forcefully shoving it back it. It was squeezing him, gripping him, pleasuring him. It was so very deep inside his wife, he wondered how it was possible.

She could feel him slamming into her, going deeper and deeper with every thrust. She was gasping every time he went in, and moaning.

"Yes, Shining, yes! Take me! Take me! OoooOOOooooooOOOoh!" She moaned. This was the best feeling she had ever felt. Her husband's long member twitched every time it hit her insides; it was as if it was going to burst. He brushed up against her G-Spot, and she yelped pitifully. They were SO doing this again. She could feel the pressure building, climbing, higher and higher until...

He brushed the G-Spot again, and it was over for her. Her orgasm hit her like a train hitting a brick wall. She shook with the sheer force of the orgasm, and lost control. She screamed with the sheer pleasure.

"SHINIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! YES! YES! RUT ME! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

He could feel her orgasm, her tight walls contracting around him, clenching his member as he continued thrusting. As his wife's orgasm rode out, spraying juices all over him, the bed, and the floor, the tightness was too much.

He came, and he came hard. He grunted and moaned as he pulled his trembling member out of her vagina and quickly flipped her over and stuck it in her rear. He let his seed spill everywhere inside her tight ass, increasing lubrication, allowing him to go faster and faster and deeper and deeper until he came again in a matter of seconds

"AaaaaaAAAAAH! Shin-ing!" She said, between pants of ecstasy with each thrust, "What-are-you-do-ing-back-there?! AaaaAAAAaaaaaAAAAH!" She was behind a few seconds, still feeling her husband's first orgasm. The combination of her clit, with the rest of her sex, being rubbed again the sheets, along with feeling her husband's seed hit the inside of her ass was bringing her rapidly closer to another orgasm.

Then it all ended. Shining's orgasm ended, spilling the last of his seed deep in the confines of Cadance's ass. Cadance flipped herself back onto her back as she started rubbing herself in the hopes that what was left of her second orgasm could still be saved.

She rubbed her hoof around her clit, turning it in circles and circles, while Shining collapsed on the bed next to her. He looked over at his wife, furiously rubbing her clit, and decided he wasn't done. He got off the bed and leaned down in front of he spread legs, stuck out his tongue, and started eating out his wife. She was quivering, shaking, moaning, wanting the orgasm to hit. And then it did. She stained his face with her juices, squirting all over his muzzle. Her hooves were on the back of his head, holding him in her vagina. She was moaning with the pleasure, and then it was over.

Shining climbed back onto the bed, sprawled out next to his now non-virgin wife. They stared lovingly into each other's eyes, wondering what tomorrow would bring for them. Then Shining remembered he was curious about a few things.

"Hey, Cadance?"

She looked at him inquiringly.

"How did you know I was thinking about what you could've been thinking?"

She looked away from him, looking ashamed, and replied, "Well, you looked deep in thought, so I cast a small, undetectable search of what you were thinking. I decided that once I knew what you wanted to know, I should tell you. So I did."

"And why didn't you have a hymen? You told me you were a virgin."

"I was, but I'm the Goddess and Princess of Love. Love can apply to many things, including sex, and, for some unusual reason, I was born without a hymen, perhaps so I could experiment from an early age and gather knowledge about my future subject."

He decided that that was a perfect reason.

Then a slow clap started from the door.

"Oh, that was NICE! TA-tick, SAVED!" Said the one and only Princess Celestia, holding a bottle of champagne in her magic and a video camera in front of her face.