Harem Alliance

Twilight was very impressed, now. Not only was it impressive that the zebra fucking her, while enacting his will upon her, was listening to her needs and letting her have some amount of control over her actions, but also that he was communicating properly with her, listening when she communicated to him, and more than anything else, that he had lasted this long. He'd been inside of her for a little over an hour now, meaning he had successfully completed his homework.

There was more to be impressed with. All of her students had lasted, though not without complaint. Gallus and Spike had been the most vocal, with Spike now gripping his balls tightly and not touching his penis at all, sweat pouring down his face as he desperately tried to hold back his orgasm. By way of comparison, Gallus was standing in his chair, as well as Smolder's, his legs widely spread as he pinched the tip of his cock, drooling on the desk as his high-pitched whine told Twilight that if he relaxed his claw even a little bit, he would be the reason everypony had to start from the beginning.

Not that Twilight was going to assign the rest of them any homework at this point. Once they'd made it to the forty-five minute mark, she was so proud of them that she was just going to give them independant study time for the rest of the week to explore what kinks they liked. Even Gallus would be spared.

Not that she'd told any of them about that, though. If she had, they'd all be popping off right now, and leaving the room, leaving her alone with the zebra, unless, he, too popped off inside of her.

Speaking of, he was on top of her, now. She was lying on her back atop the desk, and he was standing between her legs, currently jackhammering her hard and fast, though they both knew by now that he could only go a few seconds this way before having to break away. Every so often, he'd switch up his style, going light and slow, deep and sensual, shallow and teasing, even eating her out when he felt that he was hovering too close to the edge.

He was sweating all over her, too, but she didn't care. She'd been sweating a lot, herself, from the strenuous nature of this exercise, and between the drooling, lube, and her own juices, she was covered in so many fluids. She was going to need a shower before bed, regardless of what else happened tonight.

As he pulled out again, panting and wheezing, she looked up at the clock. "One more minute, everyone," she huffed out, her chest heaving as she spoke. "Sixty-nine, sixty-eight..."

As he plunged back into her, she pulled him down into a kiss. It was a bit of a shock to the boys, but the girls were feeling it. So was Spike, who let out a whine and tightened his abdomen again.

Being this close to release was agonizing. They were all so excited that they could all just burst at a moment's notice, but they had to hold. This was their vow.

"Forty-five," breathed Twilight. "The second that bell rings, let it out!"

The zebra plunged back into her, deeply rubbing, but as slow as he could. She could feel him pulsing. He wasn't going to make it.

Utilizing a spell Cadance had taught her (that was meant for massive insertions; something Twilight was vehemently against), she stretched out the inside of her pussy, so as to have less contact with him. He only had to last a little longer.

"Thir--... Thirty..."

"T-twenty-five," moaned Silverstream, taking over Twilight's count. She had been quiet since they started, aside from the occasional moan to let everyone know that she was close.

"Twen--ty," continued Gallus.

"Fif-f-fteen," nodded Spike.

"Ten," nodded Ocellus, waving for the rest of the class to join her.

"Five. Four. Three! Two!! ONE!!!"

As the bell didn't ring, there was a wave of panicked screams. It was a few seconds of false start before the bell rang out, and everyone came all at once, harder than any of them ever had before. All of the students, arranged in two tiered hemicircles, all shot their loads and squirted at the center of the classroom, absolutely drenching Twilight.

The one most effected by it, however, was Ocellus. As everypony's hearts swelled and overflowed with love for this feeling; this closeness that they all shared with each other, the comradery was exceptionally powerful, and she collapsed, convulsing to the floor as she was shocked with first the accolade of having accomplished such a monumental task together, and then the massive wave of concern for her health as a fair few of the students rushed to her aid, which regrettably only made it worse.

She was, however, among the half that managed to recover. Ten minutes after the bell rang, the larger half of the students had fallen asleep, likewise overwhelmed by the feeling, while the lesser of the two halves managed to somehow pull themselves to their hooves and walk to the front of the room.

"Well..." Twilight panted, already up on her hooves. "Well done, everyone. I hope that this lesson has been... insightful."

Silverstream opened her mouth to say something, but having clawed herself silly, could only manage a gasping giggle.

"Ocellus, how are you managing?"

"G-good," she choked out, trembling. "No, great. No! Fantastigasm. I mean...!"

Twilight held up her hoof. "I know what you mean." She looked over to Spike, who was passed out on his chair. "Are you going to make it back to your dorms okay?"

"Are you?" asked Ocellus. "You were hit pretty hard, there."

Twilight bit her lip as she looked back at the zebra. "I don't know. Maybe if I brought a certain somepony with me?"

Silverstream's eyes widened. "B-but! Isn't that without consent? Isn't that the problem with the coupons?"

Twilight shook her head. "He made a series of choices to make me do what I did, and what I'm going to do is make sure he wakes up comfortably. It's not going to be good for him to sleep on the desk like that."

"Oh," nodded Silverstream. "In that case..." She grabbed Gallus and Slung him over her shoulder. "I'm going to make sure Gallus rests well!"

"Ooh!" screeched Ocellus. "I want Smolder and Spike!"

Twilight knew what they were going to do, and her brow furrowed. Then, she remembered that they had partnered up that way to do the homework, and even if they couldn't consent, being passed out, they were better off with their friends than on the floor.