Royal beachfront

by Dragonman461

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Anthro, Porn, Queen Novo, Princess Celestia, Sex, Troubleshoes
Length: 2937

Celestia and Novo get caught getting frisky at the beach.

Troubleshoes finds himself lost at the beach after getting washed up in a tidal wave. With nowhere else to go, he decides to trek across the isolated beach he's found himself on in hopes of finding something, anything to help him. Fortunately, he finds a whole lot more than he bargained for...

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Written for Clopfic Appreciator for the 2024 Summer Sin Celebration. Hope you enjoy!

Published 2024-07-06 13:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2024-07-06 13:20:02 UTC

Just his luck

The clap of thunder and shock of cold water on his face jolted Troubleshoes awake, coughing up the sea water that choked up his lungs. Retching and puking, he found himself overwhelmed in just a few seconds of consciousness. Crashing waves, lightning flashing before his eyes, and the cold beat of rain greeted him when he finished upchucking the seawater.

Staggering back, Troubleshoes took a look around, trying to identify his surroundings. All around, black skies stricken alive by bolts of lightning, illuminating the horridly chilling rain as the ocean's fury crashed about before him. Sand at his hooves, trees whistling in the wind, it was clear that the stallion had found himself in quite a pickle. Floating up near the shoreline were bits of wood and pieces of his boat.

"Welp... just my luck," the stallion sighed.

Looking around, he found a crate nearby, and dredged it up from the beach, taking cover between the trees. Now more sheltered, he checked the crate and hummed in delight when he saw "Emergency Supplies" written on the side. He reached for it with one hand, and popped open the lid. Inside was a plastic jug of water, a 5 gallon tank filled and sealed, completely intact. Alongside it was a box of magical flares and a flare launcher, also intact. Beneath the jug, however, lay several crushed and flattened boxes of emergency food, now smeared across the box.

"Yeah, that tracks..." he droned. "Well, better find shelter."

Taking the jug and flares, he walked into the dense tree line, the majority of the rain thankfully caught by the leaves of the many trees. As he hiked up the hillside, he found himself on rock and gravel as opposed to mud and sand. It was slippery under his hooves, even as he tread carefully as his massive frame could. He made his way up the slope until he found something odd...

A marble staircase etched into the ground.

Taking a tentative step upon it, he wasn't sprung upon by traps, not did any alarms go off. He supposed it was a small change of luck, a thankful change after having shipwrecked only moments ago.

Stepping up the path, he was guided to the entrance of a cave, one clearly carved out by somepony. The curvature of the archway and the smooth finish of the walls was impeccable, an artificial process that could only be done by either hand or magic. Within the corridor, Troubleshoes found himself being licked by a gentle, warm breeze from within. He sighed as he felt the slightest relief from the freezing cold of the storm outside.

Spotting a shining light at the end of the tunnel, Troubleshoes ran over several scenarios in his head. He believed that, if there was still warmth and light in here, somepony or someone was occupying this cavernous hideout. If friendly, he could explain his situation and possibly stay in this shelter until the storm cleared up and he could find a way out of here. If not, he imagined it'd likely be something massive that'd try to devour him whole, or someone that'd likely attack him for trespassing.

If Troubleshoes had a coin to flip on his guess, he imagine it'd probably land on its side, flip him off, and roll out of this situation.

Taking a deep breath and a step forward, Troubleshoes walked into the light. Inside the cavernous abode was an oasis of some sort. Inside, away from the raging storm, was a small beach, isolated by a wall of magic. Above, the clouds still raged and stormed, but it all bounced off of a protective bubble cast around this alcove. A few small huts decorated the beachfront, spotted with a few beds, a large grilling area, and a hut filled with beach boats, surf boards and jet skis. It was as if he'd stumbled upon a private getaway resort. Across the whole way, the beach was lit up with tall lanterns of magical flame, blanketing the whole beach in a warm glow that sent shudders of relief down his whole body.

Already, Troubleshoes found himself hit with a wealth of luck. Finding a warm shelter safe from the storm that had wrecked his boat was already a massive boon. Finding a place that housed several warm beds and plenty of space alongside a wonderfully calm beach was also incredibly out of character for his luck. However, as he examined the beach, he caught sight of something that was the exact inverse of his entire existence. An event so lucky that if he'd been in Las Pegasus instead of here, he'd have hit triple 7's on every slot machine in the city and would walk out a billionaire.

Across him on the beach were two of the most powerful mares in the world, magically and politically. One was Queen Novo of the Hippogriffs, a tall and well built mare with gorgeous white feathers and a flowing purple mane. The other was Princess Celestia herself, the ruler of Equestria.

Seeing both of the rulers in the flesh alone was quite something not a lot of ponies could say. That wasn't the lucky part. Seeing them in the flesh completely naked and making out was something else entirely.

Both rulers were starkly nude, sitting together in the sands as small little waves rolled up their supple thighs. Troubleshoes watched in awe as Novo's beaked mouth gently bit down on Celestia's tongue, drawing a chuckle from both leaders as their hands cupped one another's impressive tits. To see them both gently caress their bosoms, nipples free and bending to the slow and steady twirling of their roaming fingers.

Troubleshoes was certain of it now. He was dead. He died in the crash or died on the beach, likely tripped and fell on a rock. There was no way he hadn't stumbled upon heaven itself, his bad luck finally claiming his life.

Queen Novo squawked as Celestia smirked, drawing up a glistening hand covered in sticky juices. The Princess of Equestria pushed her fingers into the hippogriff's beak.

"Tastes wonderful, doesn't it?" Celestia said in a husky voice.

As Queen Novo suckled on Celestia's coated finger, she opened her eyes slightly to gaze upon Celestia, then shifted her gaze. The Queen froze as her eyes shot open when she settled on Troubleshoes, beak opening as she tried to say anything. Seeing her partner freeze up, Celestia turned around and nearly jumped at the sight of the stallion standing there.

"OH! Um... hello there, my little pony!" Celestia said, a crack in her voice. "How... did you get here?"

Troubleshoes debated his options for a moment. He gazed upon two powerful, well endowed and naked rulers sitting on the beach, and thought. On the one hand, he could apologize, walk out of the cave, and try his best to not get arrested. On the other, for the first time in his life, he could try pushing his luck and try to get luckier than any stallion in the world.

Already believing he was dead and that there was no way this could possibly get worse, Troubleshoes made his choice.

"Shipwreck in the storm," he said, setting down his flares and jug of water. "Think I mighta met my end in the ocean back there," he continued, stripping off his soaking wet shirt.

Celestia and Novo shared a look.

"Did you order a male prostitute!?" Queen Novo whispered.

"I know I didn't, but the storm out there is quite bad," she responded. "I'm sure he's quite shaken up about what happened, and-"

Turning back to the stallion, the two were shocked to see he'd completely stripped down. The massive seven and a half foot tall stallion sported dense muscle across his arms and legs, and a somewhat pudgy gut that protruded somewhat over his absolutely enormous cock. Swinging down at least a full foot while still soft, the rulers dropped their jaws at the sheer size of the monstrous thing.

"Thinkin' I died out there, an' found mah way ta heaven. Might as well get somethin' fun out of the whole debacle," he said, reaching down to stroke himself.

The rulers exchanged another look, sharing a few thoughts silently. Both nodded at once, a smirk on their faces.

"Well, I'm certain it might have seemed like a close brush to death out there, my subject," Celestia said as she and Novo turned to face him. "But I can assure you, you are far from deceased."

"Though we suppose we may as well share with you a slice of 'heaven' as you so put it to compensate for your awful turn of events," Queen Novo said, patting the wet sands next to her.

Troubleshoes approached the two with pride in his steps. Having two royal mares welcome him into a royal threesome was something that many a colt and plenty a mare fantasized about often. Now here he was, about to live the dreams of millions, the excitement bringing a pulse of life to his meat. Rising to meet Celestia's outstretched hand, the large stallion hissed in pleasure as he felt the velvety touch of the Princess. As he knelt down onto the sands, both mares pressed their impressive busts up against his chest, smushing him between their heavenly breasts. Novo's hands ran up his pecs and around his shoulders as she hummed, Celestia's hand travelling down the length of his cock, her fingers twirling around his medial ring.

"Hmm, you're quite a large gentlestallion, aren't you?" she said. "I'm so sorry to hear about your shipwreck, but am I ever glad you ended up here~."

"Well, it was a rental," he joked, chuckling.

"I'll be sure to help reimburse the loss, Mr..." Celestia said, jacking him off.

"Mmm, T-Troubleshoes, ma'am."

"Oh, I've heard of you before! One of Princess Twilight's friends had mentioned you. I had no idea you were genuinely as massive as they said you were! I'm glad to see those rumors have some basis in reality after all," Celestia said. "Now, enjoy yourself, my dear."

Troubleshoes was grabbed by the back of the head and brought down to a beaked embrace with Queen Novo, driving her tongue into his mouth as Celestia's tongue acquainted itself with his long, hard shaft. Troubleshoes' hands worked on their own, his left hand reaching down to grope the ass of the Queen of the Hippogriffs as the right hand reached down to grasp Celestia's head.

The stallion groaned as he felt the immaculate embrace of Celestia's breasts as she leaned down to wrap her tits around his shaft. Novo's makeout with him escalated, the hippogriff pushing him down until he was laying on the sand, the water rushing up his side teasing his fur with a gentle wash as the hippogriff queen straddled his chest. She grabbed his hand off her ass and moved it forward, until his fingers grazed her sopping wet cunt. Troubleshoes' fingers dove in to the Queen's pussy with ease, his meaty fingers scratching her lustful itch easily as she moaned into his mouth.

"Oh, Goddess above, everything about you is so deliciously thick!" she said before diving back in for a kiss.

As Troubleshoes began to furiously finger the Queen, Princess Celestia went to town on his cock. Her technique was impossibly superb, much better than the one-night stands Troubleshoes had gotten while travelling every now and then, and it took every scrap of willpower to not cum just from the thought of being fellated by the Princess of the Sun herself. As she went down further and further upon his shaft, the tip well past her throat, her hands went from her breasts to his hips, a thousand years of practice allowing her to give Troubleshoes the first deepthroat of his life. Laying upon the sand, she reached up and fondled the stallion's massive nutsack, gently fondling his balls.

His body trembled as he unloaded from the sensation of the Princess' mouth kissing his sheath while the rest of his cock was buried in her throat. Blasting his load deep inside her, down to the stomach, the Princess pulled back just in time to catch a good load in the mouth, just enough to taste his seed. Celestia hummed in delight as she tasted his essence, popping off of his flaring tip with a satisfied moan.

"Delectable," she said, licking her lips. "I haven't had a stallion that deep in my throat in a few decades. What fortuitous luck that you washed upon our shore, Troubleshoes."

Queen Novo shivered as she left Troubleshoes' mouth, a string of spit connecting their tongues as she got up for a bit.

"My turn, Celestia," she said, voice dripping with desire as her eyes dilated on the stallion's face. "Let me get a good ride out of this colt!"

"With pleasure, dear," Celestia said, moving up to take her place.

Troubleshoes was indeed a stallion that had worshipped at an alter depicting Celestia's sun. He believed in her divinity, in her beauty, and her love. Her Cutie Mark was an image worshipped by many for various reasons. Now, however, he was given a view worthy of a lifetime of devotion and worship as her divine derriere was hovered over his face before lowering onto him. Licking his lips, he found himself face-to-cunt with the dripping lips of Celestia's divine pussy. Before he could reach up for a taste of her ambrosia, he gasped as he felt the warm embrace of velvety warmth upon his cock. Looking past Celestia's beautiful thighs was the sight of Queen Novo spearing herself upon his cock, her legs quivering as she barely made it down to his medial ring. With only a few bouts in bed in his past, Troubleshoes didn't have much to compare it to, but he could say by a wide margin royal pussy was somehow far better than normal pussy.

"Oh, FUCK ME I need this!" Queen Novo said as a wave of desire flooded down Troubleshoes' cock.

"Oh, I can not wait for my turn on that thing," Celestia said, plopping her plot on the stallion's face.

Kissed by divine coochie, Troubleshoes eagerly partook of the feast given to him. Diving his tongue into the Princess' pussy, he reached in as far as he could, licking up every inch of her he could reach while making out with her lower lips. Down on his hips, Queen Novo gripped his waist as tight as she could, using as much leverage as she could to lift herself up the stallion's meat scepter before crashing down with a moan of unparalleled pleasure. She found herself taking a slow and steady pace as she could barely handle the sheer size of his stallionhood. Stretched out to her limits, the Queen could barely keep herself from cumming on every motion, clacking her beak as she desperately wanted to keep riding him for as long as she could.

"Ahn~! I'm... I'm going to cum! I can't... I can't handle it!" she cried, reaching up to grope her own breasts. "Cum inside me, cum inside this royal pussy, you giant slab of stallion!" she screamed, shivering as she came down his length.

Digging his hooves into the wet sand, Troubleshoes grasped the sigils of the sun on Celestia's flank firmly as he forced his face deeper into her backside while thrusting with as much force as he could into the hippogriff. The rulers cried out in pleasure as they were both wracked with the break of an orgasm, Celestia succumbing to the tongue treatment as Novo was rocked by the thrust, her climax renewed with every inch of trespassing meat.

His restraint broke with a mighty thrust as he rammed as much of himself as he could inside the Queen's pussy before his flare locked him in place. Moaning into Celestia's pussy, he unleashed a flood of cum into the Queen's cavern, drenching her insides with virile jizz and painting every little inch he could. It dribbled down her thighs and onto his lap, washed away by the salty waves of the ocean as the Queen leaned forward onto Celestia. The mares started making out passionately as they came together.

After a few moments of quiet their makeout, Troubleshoes redoubled his efforts once more, taking the mares for a wild ride as he lost himself in the throes of pleasure.

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When Troubleshoes woke up the next morning, he was confused. He thought he wouldn't ever wake up again, being dead and all. He was even more confused when he woke up between the breasts of two royals, the two giggling and thanking him for the wild time yesterday.

Troubleshoes did not in fact die, as it turned out. For once, the stallion's luck had finally paid out the years of misfortune all at once.

"And I'll be sure to forward the bits to the harbor," Celestia said, plapping her plot down on his shaft. "Mmm, yes! Ah, and make sure to keep well in contact with us, my little pony. We'd love to bring you back here when we have another week to ourselves~."

Taking up position behind Celestia, Novo groped the Princess and kissed her neck.

"Yes, it's such a shame you only washed up on our second to last day here. We'd have loved to spoil you some more. We'll have to make up for the lost opportunity next time~."

The stallion smiled broadly as he came inside the Princess, glad to finally cash in all his much needed luck.