Give Me Your Love

Twilight didn't understand any of what was happening above her, as her entire focus was on the turgid erection pushing its way into her mouth. The thing was huge, bigger than any Twilight had seen in her years of perusing magazines or accidentally walking into the male showers. It was twice as long, and twice as thick as the biggest she had seen until that point, making the woman wonder if the others had been small.

No, Celestia was clearly just built different, built better than those other people. She was, after all, a princess while they were just random people who possessed neither of divinity nor regality. Two things Celestia had in spades, on top of her already massive length that was even now, filling Twilight's mouth to its limit.

Twilight's hands were busy massaging the seemingly endless amount of dick that she could not so easily fit into her. While her mouth did what it could take the appendage, the girl’s tongue licked and lavished the length in loving attention. Sure Twilight didn't have any idea as to what she was doing, but that didn't matter, as Celestia didn't seem to mind.

Glancing up at her teacher, Twilight noticed that the alicorn was shuddering in what she assumed was ecstasy. The woman did not, however, notice the thin stream of energy trickling past her lover’s lips and vanishing into her gullet. Twilight was too busy giving Celestia all she had to notice such minor details like that.

Celestia shifted forward on the bed, crawling slowly closer to Twilight, and jamming that much more futa cock into her former student’s maw. The sudden shift pressed the head of her cock against the inside of Twilight's cheek, making it bulge outward briefly. Both women were able to adjust quickly though, allowing Twilight the chance to enjoy the feeling of having her mouth completely full.

Despite this, there was still so much more left outside of her, so much that Twilight felt bad that she could not take it. To ease the feeling of failure, she began to work her hands a little faster, trying and failing to time it with slight bobs of her head. Try as she might, the woman’s mind was too hazy for her efforts to work out as she planned, though clearly her partner didn't mind.

Already precum began to build on her tip, the warm, slippery sweet liquid cascading across her tongue and coating it in an invisible film. Every spot it touched alighted with pleasure as if Twilight's nerves were being activated through some odd alchemical manner. This thought only stayed at the forefront of her mind for a moment before being dismissed, replaced by pleasure.

It felt good to have her mouth filled, to serve Celestia, to take her cock, and to give herself to the other woman. These thoughts, these ideas felt almost foreign to the young woman, as if they did not come from her own mind. Yet she felt them settle over her and sink into her being, altering her in a small but irreversible manner.

The twinge of horror and revulsion she felt upon such a realization lasted for only an instant, once more being washed away by pleasure. This time it was another glob of the thick slimy precum landing on her tongue that caused a haze to fall over her. When it fell away she found that Celestia had begun to move forward, shifting from knee to knee as she made her way closer.

Twilight's brief elation at being closer to her teacher was marred somewhat by the other woman’s erection banging against her tonsils. The battering ram that dangled from between her legs and the odd position they were in made processing this new push difficult. Twilight recoiled to try and catch her breath but a firm hand against the back of her head shoved her right back to where she had been a moment earlier.

With her eyes watering, and her gag reflex threatening to trigger, Twilight fought valiantly against her own body. She couldn't let Celestia down, not when she had been trusted with such an important secret, and such a pivotal task. Yet no matter her conviction, willpower alone did not fill her lungs with air, or stop the discomfort with having the muscles of her throat stretched.

Then a pulse, and a thick spurt of pre cum shot into her, and all of a sudden it wasn't nearly as bad. A slight numbness kept her body from rebelling quite as viciously, her muscles relaxing and her lungs no longer burning. Though only a small amount of air was able to get past Celestia’s dick, it was enough, allowing Twilight to continue on.

“Good girl,” cooed Celestia, a hand rubbing the top of Twilight's head. “Make sure you do a good job pleasing mommy.”

Something about her mentor’s words sparked fear, and revulsion in Twilight, but also pleasure and the sweet ecstasy of surrender. It didn't matter that Twilight was giving something precious to her mentor, something she’d never get back, as it was Celestia. This may be her first, but since it was with the very princess of Equestria, that was okay, or at least that's what Twilight thought to herself.

Her confidence rising once more, Twilight began to bob her head, while sucking and licking away at the underside of her lover’s dick. While her hands continued to jack off the rest of the woman’s length, Twilight practiced taking breaths when she could. Breathing in and out with something so massive occupying her throat was difficult, but not impossible she found.

So with a single-minded focus, Twilight gave herself to the act of supplication, ignoring all other thoughts that entered her head.

“Mmmm good. Get used to how it feels to have my cock inside of you,” Celestia remarked. “Because it's going to spend a lot of time inside whatever hole I deem most fitting.”

Those words, those demeaning words were like a slap to the face for Twilight. Yet at the same time, they felt caring, only caring in the way one may care for a pet or a slave. The unpleasant strangeness vanished a second later, as Celestia pushed forward once more, fitting half of her length into Twilight.

The odd position had begun to be an issue though, for despite Twilight's single-minded focus she could not ignore the pain. The dick she was so devoting herself to pleasing was pressing against the back of her throat insistently. Even another spattering of delicious pre cum wasn't enough to dismiss this problem completely, and Twilight felt panic begin to worm its way into her mind.

Celestia growled. “Incompetent, slut. Lay down at the edge of the bed with your head over the side. Maybe then you will be able to keep up.”

Twilight couldn't nod her head or speak a word to inform Celestia of her agreement. That was until the alicorn pulled back suddenly, suddenly freeing Twilight from having her mouth stuffed full of cock. The unpleasant quickness of the act left Twilight confused, her tongue extended, spit dripping onto the bed.

It took a moment for the woman’s mind to process what had just happened, but once it did she complied. Shifting her weight awkwardly toward the edge, Twilight struggled briefly as actually locating where it ended was weirdly difficult. Thankfully she was able to find it quickly, hanging her head over the side and opening her mouth as wide as she was able.

Celestia was on her immediately.

Her massive pure white form filled Twilight's vision. Her upside-down legs were massive, and next to her spit-covered cock was all that Twilight could see. Then that huge mottled dick was gone, having been pulled up, and out of view.

Twilight wondered briefly what her mentor was doing, but she received an answer before she could even ask the question. For the head of Celestia’s cock smacked against her cheek, before smearing a thick line of sweet-smelling pre. She repeated this several times, leaving Twilight's face covered in the stuff, marking the young woman as mere property.

Every breath Twilight took was a strange, erotic reminder of what she was doing, and who she was doing it with. It was oddly arousing to feel her mentor’s ejaculant against her flesh, to smell the heady aroma constantly. The scent and the strangely enticing situation ended abruptly as it began, however, a hand grabbed Twilight around the throat.

In an instant Celestia’s cock was against her lover’s lips. A sharp jerk of her hips was all it took to plunge the length several inches into Twilight's waiting mouth. The young woman felt as though she was ready up until that moment, though Celestia proved how wrong she was.

Her mouth was open, her tongue extended, and she knew what to expect from Celestia’s cock. Yet she had not expected the alicorn to push straight down her throat, her hips surging forward like charging cavalry. Twilight's surprise was not enough to stop the alicorn, who continued until finally, she had reached the same depth as she had a moment earlier.

“Come now Twilight. You had just been this deep a second ago,” Celestia pointed out. “You had best step up your effort if you expect me to be able to finish.”

Twilight wanted to apologize. She also wanted to point out how weird that was. But she did neither, merely laying there, inert, fingers digging into the bedding as Celestia dug into her.

A squirt of pre eased the insertion, but even that wasn't enough to stop the ache that came with having something so large so deep. Thankfully Celestia pulled back a moment later, giving Twilight a moment to breathe, though it was only just a moment. No sooner had Twilight managed to fill her lungs with air was Celestia upon her once more, pushing her hips forward with a deep, forceful thrust.

Twilight's eyes went wide, and for a moment she considered biting down or maybe pushing Celestia away. Then another bit of pre hit her, and she felt the full, incredible ecstasy of penetration hit her like a ton of bricks. Half of that massive length was inside of her, the turgid shaft twitching excitedly, its owner eager to continue to push deeper still.

“That's right, open up and take it,” Celestia muttered.

Another momentary break was granted as Celestia pulled back, and gave Twilight the room to breathe. Again it was over too quickly, with Twilight just barely able to get enough oxygen to hold at bay the panic that came with being unable to breathe. No sooner had Twilight done so before Celestia pushed forward, only this time she was not content to stop after just a few inches.

Twilight's eyes went wide, her knuckles went white and her vision was filled with a fat pair of churning balls hurtling toward her face. The medial ring of Celestia’s throbbing horsecock slipped past Twilight's lips with little fanfare, stretching the woman’s mouth to the limit. If it had been even a hair larger Twilight was certain her lips would have simply been unable to take it all. Yet she had, and even more incredibly, it had passed over her tongue and entered her throat a mere eyeblink later.

“Come on, come on. Almost there,” Celestia whispered to herself.

Twilight could feel panic well inside of her, the sensation spurned by the feeling of her mentor’s cock going so deep it neared the entrance to her stomach. She had no idea how true this feeling was, but what was certain was that it had filled the entirety of Twilight's throat. Not only that, but it had also made a huge bulge appear, the end of which continued downward before abruptly coming to a stop.

With no more cock left to insert and a heavy pair of testicles resting against her face, Twilight was completely full. The woman herself could barely restrain her desire to scream, to panic, to do anything to remove the invader inside of her. But as usual, that thought was gone quickly, the woman just barely able to get a quick breathe from around her mentor’s member.

It wasn't enough, not by a long shot, but it kept the terror that threatened to ruin everything at bay for a moment longer. Twilight tried to make her body relax, but that was a difficult ask to make given the huge thing filling her throat. She had willpower on her side though, willpower, and a hefty dose of lust that gave her that extra edge she needed.

With the desire to pleasure the princess, filling her with strength she didn't know she had, Twilight pressed on. She straightened her neck, tightened the seal she had on Celestia’s dick, and began to lick the underside of her shaft. The librarian knew her efforts were weak at best, but she didn't care, as she was determined to practice, to get better, all for Celestia.

“Mmmm good work taking it all,” Celestia began. “But now comes the true test.”

Test. The world filled Twilight with anticipation, and terror in equal measure, spurring her on to take matters even more seriously than before. The panic that came with realizing that she was not ready was dwarfed by Twilight's renewed desire to blow Celestia away both literally and metaphorically.

“Hold on to something and try not to choke,” Celestia exclaimed.

Twilight did as she always did, what she was told. Her fingers dug deep into the plush pillowtop, her lungs drew in as much breath as they were able to. All while her will crystalized, or at least as much as it was able to given the haze of confusion that still hung heavy around Twilight's shoulders.

She was starting to feel ready when Celestia drew back her hips and ended Twilight's preparations early. The sudden emptiness of having her throat no longer stuffed to its limit was painful but it only lasted a single agonizing second. For a moment later, Celestia pushed forward, her hips sliding smoothly forward until they brushed Twilight's lips.

Though insistent, and unyielding, there was still a tenderness in the act which made Twilight's heart flutter in her chest. That more nebulous feeling of pleasure was replaced by a much more powerful, more visceral one a second later. For with Celestia’s crotch meeting Twilight's face, the young woman felt oddly complete, like lock and key.

Then it was gone, with Celestia pulling back, nearly all the way before pushing forward and thrusting once again. This slow, yet inexorable pace pushed Twilight's skill to its limit, while also giving her the chance to adjust. The margins were narrow, and the amount of air she was able to breathe, was slim, but it was enough for Twilight to begin getting used to it.

The feeling of being stretched, and pushed hard was agonizing yet pleasurable. It was like she was back in the classroom once more, being forced to learn quickly lest she be left behind. Then, as now though, Twilight struggled but still overcame those difficulties, though Celestia’s cock was far more imposing than any lesson. However, it still taught Twilight, or at least her body anyway, as the young woman never once gagged.

It was strange, as Twilight had a rather infamous gag reflex, the woman nearly throwing up when she drank water too quickly. Yet that part of her felt numb, allowing Celestia to push hard, and fast, taking Twilight's mouth virginity, then penetrating her throat only a few seconds later. Now she was starting to accelerate, her hole destroying pole leaving Twilight barely able to think.

“Yessss,” Celestia purred. “As always you learn quickly, my student. But now it is time to for the true test to finally begin.”

Twilight grinned, eager yet still nervous. She had indeed taken in much, but she had never taken a lover and had not seen this course of events coming out. Though now that she was thinking about it, she had always yearned for it, imagining that Celestia would notice her.

A shove, then a slam drew Twilight's attention away from her murky, half-formed thoughts, back to Celestia and more importantly, her cock. The huge thing had slammed into her again, making her throat bulge, the tip of the head visible through her distorted flesh. The impact sent Twilight reeling, the woman barely able to hold back on her already subdued gag reflex.

Again, and again, Celestia drove herself forward, her hips pulling nearly all the way out before plunging forward. Twilight could feel the tip of her mentor’s cock go from the very entrance of her throat to what felt like mere inches from her stomach. Though Twilight tried to use the techniques she had learned, she soon found that none of them were effective.

Her tongue was not skilled enough, her body too unused to being used quite so brutally to affect a strategy. Her attempts to suck, to do anything were useless, and soon Twilight relegated herself to just holding on for dear life. Her knuckles went white, and though she wanted to close her eyes she found herself unable to do so.

She felt possessed as if she had to stare at Celestia, or more accurately, her balls, lavishing them and the woman they were attached to in as much affection as possible. It was an impetuous that bordered on the fanatical, with the young woman feeling love the likes of which she had never felt before. It didn't matter that the tenderness was gone, and patience had been cast aside for lust, as this wasn't about Twilight.

It was about Celestia, poor Celestia, who needed Twilight's help. She was so incredibly hard, her balls so full. What was Twilight's desire for something slower and romantic in the face of such an incredible need.

It was nothing, and so was Twilight. In less than a minute of having her throat pounded, Twilight had become something less than a woman. She was a toy, a piece of flesh, and though unworthy, Twilight gave herself to Celestia all the same.

“Yesss,” Celestia purred, a long pointed tongue falling from her mouth. “I can't hold back anymore, this is the final section of your examination!”

Twilight didn't know what her mentor meant, but what she did know was that things were quickly coming to a head. Celestia’s hips moved so fast that they were nearly a blur and the rhythmic thump of her crotch hitting Twilight's face became constant. Where once Twilight felt as though she was just barely holding on, but still succeeding, now she had completely lost it.

The woman couldn't even keep air in her lungs, or maintain even the slightest semblance of normality. She lay on the bed, writhing in a barely contained panic, her legs kicking everywhere in a blind fury. Her lungs had already begun to burn, though she knew it was only going to get worse for Celestia showed no signs of stopping.

Even the occasional shot of sugary pre cum couldn't wash away all the bad feelings, though Twilight could feel that with each thrust more was shot down her throat. The strange liquid built in her stomach, creating a dense, hot core that radiated pleasure and desire throughout Twilight's body. This feeling was so powerful that despite Twilight being convinced she was going to pass out, she still enjoyed her rough treatment.

As Celestia fucked her face, Twilight felt an odd calm overwhelm her, washing away the panic and fear. Replacing it once more with a haze of confusion, arousal, and lust that was just barely enough to keep Twilight from completely freaking out. Even as Twilight felt her mentor grab her throat in both hands and squeeze down, the young woman didn't move.

She had no room to breathe, no space to gasp for breath yet Twilight lay there like a broken doll as she was pounded. She felt bruises begin to form on her face and neck. Her throat had started to tighten, and the light in the room was starting to dim. Yet still, she lay there as Celestia used her over and over and over again.

Twilight wasn't sure how long she lay there placidly while Celestia grunted and thrust, but after what felt like an eternity but could have been only a few short minutes, Celestia started to slow. She lost coordination but continued to keep the same incredible pace through it all. Only when the head of her cock started to twitch, did she stop, the alicorn lurching to dead stand still out of seemingly nowhere.

“Take it, take it all you fucking whore!” Celestia spat.

Celestia ground her hips against Twilight's face with such force that the young woman was convinced her nose was about to break. Thankfully that didn't happen, though she did start to feel her consciousness begin to slip as a white-hot load of jizz hit her stomach. Her mentor's ejaculation was enormous, so much so that it felt like an almost impossible amount. Twilight tried to reach for her stomach, to see if there was truly that much, but found that she could barely lift her arms. She struggled in the increasing darkness for several seconds before lying back down, and waiting for her mentor to finish.

Just as her vision was about to fade completely, Celestia was gone, her length vanishing in an instant. It took a moment for Twilight to realize she could breathe but when she did, she inhaled hard only to sputter. Spitting out a wad of warm jizz, she gasped desperately for air.

Even as she was struggling to breathe she could feel Celestia’s presence. A hand grabbed Twilight's ankle, and dragged her over to the other side of the bed. There a rough shove put her on her stomach, her legs dangling over the side of the bed.

Twilight wanted to ask what was going on, to question her treatment but she was still sputtering and trying to clear her airways. Before she could finish doing so, Celestia, or whoever was behind her, thrust forward, ramming something wide and thick against Twilight's backside. The head of the thick appendage was so great that it found no purchase, and slipped between the slim crack of Twilight's ass.

“W-wait,” Twilight croaked.

But alas, her words were unheeded, or perhaps unheard. For Celestia simply pressed forward, her slick member finding its target and hitting Twilight's asshole. The panic such an impact caused was great, yet still subdued somehow, as what was granting Celestia another of her virginities when she had already given so much to the alicorn.

And so, Twilight fell into a state of acceptance. This oddly tranquil blanket pressed heavily against her mind, leaving her unable to even speak a word as she was penetrated. Her mentor’s slick member slipped past the narrow opening and snaked its way into Twilight's ass with almost prehensile skill.

Twilight could only lay there, and bit the pillow as she felt her mentor push her way into the smaller woman’s body. Once more Twilight felt her body stretch and warp around Celestia’s dick, the huge invader brushing aside the meager resistance stacked against it. Like before, Celestia used her unrelenting strength to get what she wanted, though this time there was no pretense of patience or kindness.

Dimly, Twilight was aware that even the alicorn should have had a moment where she would be unable to become erect. This was called a refractory period, if Twilight remembered correctly, though she couldn't be certain. Thoughts and even memories were slippery things, sliding from between the young woman’s fingers as if they were alive and trying to flee her grasp.

Those thoughts escaped her soon after, and Twilight was surprised to feel as though someone was fucking her in the ass. Her body was disconnected, the sensations she felt being almost distant for reasons she wasn't able to name. Not only was she being fucked, but the entire back half of her body had been lifted clear off the bed.

While her arms and chest lay pressed against the pillow top, her legs hung limp in the air. With each thrust of Celestia’s powerful hips, Twilight felt her legs dangle like limp noodles. Held aloft by the alicorn’s cock, as well as her strong arms, Twilight knew there was no escaping the relentless pounding being directed her way.

Nor did she want such escape anyway, with Twilight lying there like a discarded doll that was still happy to play with its master. Though bent and brutalized, she happily took it all, a dumb smile coming to her face even as Celestia’s nails dug into Twilight's midsection. Twilight knew that she would have more bruises from such treatment but she didn't care, a moan springing to her lips.

Just as pleasure began to peek, and Twilight began to enjoy herself, the world began to swim with color. Light blurred into sound, creating a twisting kaleidoscope of feelings, color, and noise. This miasma didn't hang for long, or at least it didn't feel like long, as it soon fell away to find that she was on her hands and knees.

Someone, who she assumed to be Celestia, was fucking her again. The hole the alicorn used was not Twilight's pussy though, despite just how dripping wet it had gotten. Once more inside the young woman’s ass, Celestia pounded away, ruthlessly fucking her former student.

“Thats right, you worthless piece of shit. Take my fat cock,” Celestia spat.

Twilight groaned, the young woman unable to muster any desire to resist even while being insulted.

“You should have never resisted,” Celestia continued. “After all you were made to take cock, not defend your weak kingdom and its pitiful inhabitants.”

Though the remark was cutting, Twilight had no idea what Celestia was talking about. Though her words did strike home, Twilight couldn't place as to why this was the case.

“Dumb whore can't even resist,” Celestia muttered. “Whatever, just lie back and fucking take it you stupid bitch.”

Twilight groaned in pleasure, her body tensing as she felt Celestia begin to unload inside of her ass. The sensation of receiving such potent cum was arousing yet it also left Twilight with an odd sense of deja vu. Though she had never taken anything in her ass up until a minute ago she knew exactly what it felt like. The joy of being filled, the warm wet sensation as it started to drip out of her distended hole, it all felt so very familiar.

Then after Celestia was done pumping Twilight's guts full of futa jizz, the alicorn sat down on the bed. Free from being used, Twilight slumped to her belly, dimly aware of the fact that by doing so she had inadvertently caused a jet of hot cum to shoot from her asshole. Her body was heavy, her limbs unresponsive, and even her ability to speak felt distant, her vocal cords oddly ragged despite how little she had spoken.

A bone-deep sense of weariness welled up from deep in the young woman’s chest. The feeling was not unlike the time she had run a marathon, only somehow worse by several orders of magnitude. Despite this sense of all-encompassing exhaustion, Twilight mustered the energy to glance over at Celestia.

“Did you-” Twilight began, only to stop.

The alicorn was gone, but not only was she gone, but the room had seemingly vanished too. The comforting presence of aged wood and antique furniture was nowhere to be found. There was only a strange black haze that blurred everything into a soupy, indeterminate mess.

“Where did you go?” Twilight muttered.

Using her arms, Twilight pulled herself toward the edge of the bed. Though her tired limbs carried her mere inches, she suddenly fell as if she had reached her destination. Barely able to move, Twilight couldn't even brace herself before she felt her head hit the floor.