Soaking Wet Takes A Shower
Soaking Wet Takes A Shower
Yes, I am Soaking Wet. You must be my eight o’ clock. Please, come inside.
I know what you’re thinking; it’s okay to smile. I’m not sure what my mother and father were thinking, either. When you name your only daughter that, then stifle her formative years with endless hours of etiquette classes, it should come as no surprise when that daughter becomes a master of sex magic.
We are on much better terms now, but at the time, I resented how much my parents pressured me. I refused to apply to Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, but the more they urged me, the more I felt powerless to disobey. Thank Celestia I was so weak then, for that decision made me the mare I am today. And now I’m one of the youngest teachers at the CSGU, where I get to teach my true passion here at my alma mater.
But I apologize; I’m getting ahead of myself. Please, have a seat. I’d like to start off by congratulating you on your admission into the CSGU. I know from personal experience how difficult it is for any unicorn to get in. There are many wonderful professors here, and I know we can all make your work here worthwhile. Now, as for applying to my class, there are a couple additional formalities we need to take care of, but we’ll get to that in a moment. Here, allow me to go and get you some tea.
Why, thank you. I love my cutie mark, too. The two little pink drops falling into a heart-shaped puddle. It fits my name and my work quite well. I also love how it looks against my soft dark purple fur and brings out the pink highlights in my hair. I know everypony has a story about when they got their cutie mark, but mine never fails to make me blush. If you’ll indulge me, I’d love to tell it to you. I think freshmen like yourself can relate. Here’s your cup.
It all began just a few years ago with a frustrating night of studying for the CSGU entrance exams at the Canterlot Library. There were only a couple weeks to go, but nothing seemed to be sinking in, not even the basics of levitating objects, and no one was there to help me. I was never very good at making friends, and though I thought my love for reading allowed me to make peace with my solitude, the cost of that lifestyle became painfully apparent. My loneliness was unbearable.
I took a break and wandered through the library, trying to take my mind off the anxiety. It was then when, quite suddenly, I felt a strange sensation from my horn. It tingled a little at first, then more vigorously as I neared the entrance to the door to the basement. I remember being so scared about going down there, but the tingling felt so wonderful that pretty soon I was trotting down the stairs. My horn then glowed brightly, filling the basement with an eerie purple glow that burned even brighter as I broke through the cobwebs and neared the darkest corner of the room.
And it was there, where the tingling and the glowing were the most intense, that I discovered a strange book - “The Book of Unlawful Carnal Knowledge.”
Within the pages of the book, I discovered the secrets of Equestrian sex magic. Much later, I learned the book had been lost for centuries, hidden in the aftermath of a great culture war that swept through ancient Equestria. Word by word, the hidden secrets revealed themselves to me, and I was stimulated in both body and mind, tantalized as much by a sense of purpose as I was by desire.
As the examination approached, the book became my first true friend, and I learned from it everything there was to know about how mares and stallions enjoyed their bodies and embraced the most intimate of pleasures. And I made myself my first test subject, unlocking the secrets of my own marehood. In clandestine sessions in the library basement, I experienced my first orgasms, then soon after savored the taste of my sweaty cunt and the peculiar sweetness of my juice. To this day, the basement still smells like me. Eventually, I was making so much noise that I was nearly discovered by the librarian, so I snuck the book back home, where I played with myself in the comfort of my childhood bathroom, the only place where my parents never intruded.
But it all nearly fell apart when my parents found the book in my bedroom. They were angry that I had squandered my study time and furious that I’d shunned their lessons of etiquette. As punishment, they threatened to destroy the book by throwing it into our fireplace. That familiar voice in my head told me they were right, that I deserved to be punished, but very quickly a new resolve took hold. I found myself yelling at them with all my might, telling them how lonely I had been, and how happy the book had made me. I told them I had already internalized everything inside those pages, and that if they really wanted to destroy all that knowledge, then they had to throw me in the fireplace as well. They looked at me with shock, then amazement, and they directed my eyes to my flank.
And it was then, through the angry tears in my eyes, that I first saw this mark.
Today, the mare before you is the only professor of Sex Magic and Erotic Studies at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, and I have become much better at making friends. “The Book of Unlawful Carnal Knowledge,” you may have noticed, now rests on that table in my living room. It is my most precious gift from Princess Celestia, which I received upon her granting of my tenure.
Ah, I’m glad you enjoyed my tea. It’s my own special brew. Just set the cup right there on the table, that’s fine.
Now, I am sure your residential advisor has showed you the ropes this week, but in case you are wondering, this humble home of mine is one of many belonging to faculty members just outside the campus grounds. This part of the neighborhood houses the professors of the art department. The house on my left belongs to Chiseled Stone. You saw his sculptures outside the main entrance to the School. On the other side, that’s where Rhythmic Verse lives; she’s an incredible poet, and quite the intense young mare. We get along quite well, the three of us. I like to invite them over for Hearts and Hooves Day to have a little fun.
I do enjoy living here among such like-minded unicorns. Plus, there’s the added benefit of being able to sleep in and take long showers. Oh! That reminds me, I was planning on taking one right now. Here, follow me over to the bathroom and we’ll continue our conversation. Don’t be shy, it’s okay. As you can see, I’ve had the doors and curtains removed, and the shower fixtures are next to this large floor-to-ceiling window. I like to be watched. That’s it. Just stay right there.
Ahh, there we are. It’s getting nice and warm already.
Mmm, I think I’ll just climb right in—Ahh. Oh, yes.
Yes, how wonderful it is to get wet, to feel your fur become heavy with moisture. How I love it when every drop of water slides over me, then drips off my belly.
Ahh. Hmph.
Oops, did I get a little on you when I shook my mane? Good. Really feel it, my dear, don’t brush it away. Embrace it. Let the droplets slide down your flank and tease what lies beneath.
That’s it. Mmm, I knew you’d enjoy that.
Mmm. Do you like that smell? It’s jasmine, my favorite.
Ahh. Look how well the soap suds up on my fur. See how it bubbles all over me, how the foam falls from my sides.
It’s important to slow things down, observe every detail. The magic is stronger that way.
Here, you grab up that other bar with your magic and rub it over my flank, just like I’m doing on my back now. That one right there, that’s it.
Yes. Slower, baby, slower. Do it softly and make little circles.
That’s right. Just like that.
Mmm.
Ahh, you’re pretty good at this.
Ah-AH! It’s okay, baby, I’m—just—touching myself with my hoof. Uh-HA! Mmm.
Oh, baby, start rubbing the side of my neck now.
Lower.
Lower.
Right there, right there, stop. Yes.
UNH! That’s the spot.
Keep looking at me, baby. I want you to see me do this.
Here, let me turn and give you a better look.
Mmm, there you go, look at it. Those puffy lips between my legs. See how wet they are?
Mmm.
Yeah, baby. Look at my wet pussy.
Oh, your suds feel so good. Rub me harder.
Harder!
Mmm.
Ohhh. FFFF.
UNH!
Oh, baby.
I’m gonna—
Oh—
I want—you to see—
how—beautiful I am when I—
I—
AAAAH!
Oh, oh baby, yes.
Mmm.
UNH!
Oh, buck me, yes. Unh.
Mmm, that tastes so good.
So good—
You can stop rubbing me, that’s okay.
Mmm.
Ahh, let me turn around and wash all this off. Ahh.
Mmm, it tingles when the lather slides off me. FFF. Unh.
I love it when the spray splashes all over my ass, water dripping down the insides of my legs.
Mmm, it’s so warm. Ahh.
Give me that towel over there, baby.
Thank you. Mmm.
I don’t like to dry off that much, but I must say it’s worth it to see my coat shimmer this way. Mmm.
Hmm-mmm. You like the way I look, don’t you? My mane all tangled, my face blushing red from touching myself. Put your face up to my neck and smell that.
Mmm-hmm, that tickles! Ahh. That soap is wonderful, isn’t it?
Now look at me.
Mwah.
That’s a little "thank you" for being such a good observer. Now comes your entrance examination. If you pass, you will be admitted into my class. Are you ready? Good.
Let me turn around for you. Now I’m going to squat myself down and show you my ass again. I’ll just move my tail out of the way and—ahh. Much better.
Remember what I did in the shower? I need you to make me do it again. But you can’t use your hoof or any soap. You must use your tongue.
Don’t look at me like that. Remember that you are learning not only a new form of magic, but a new form of social interaction. You cannot enter my class if you have not experienced what it is like to please me with your body. It’s my first lesson and my only prerequisite - only mouths that can make me cum are allowed to speak in my classroom. Lick my pussy. If I squirt, you pass.
You have two minutes. Begin.
Mmm.
Mmm. Not bad, but try and start at the bottom and—AH!
Yeah. Like that.
Just like that. Mmm.
Oh, baby, your tongue’s so big. UNH!
Mmm.
I want you to try and pull the lips apart with your tongue. UNH! Yeah, lick me there. Mmm.
Oh, baby, I’m getting so wet already. Taste my juice and eat it up.
Mmm. Lick it up for me.
Eat my pussy, baby. Yeah.
UNH!
Mmm, yes.
Now use your lips and—UNH!
Yeah—YEAH! Suck my clit, baby. You know what you’re doing.
Right there.
Lick my pussy, baby. I’m so wet for you.
Drink me up.
Unh. AAH!
Mmm.
Yes. Oh, baby, stick your tongue inside me.
I need it in me.
Come on and–UNH!
FFFF—Yes!
Oh, baby, don’t stop.
Lick me harder, baby, harder!
I can feel you inside me—your lips on my—UNH!
UNH!
UNH!
Oh, baby, I’m gonna cum!
UNH!
UNN-AAAH! I’M CUMMING!
Mmm.
Mmm.
Mmm—yes.
Feel me squirt all over your face, baby.
Yeah.
Mmm.
Mwah.
Congratulations, my dear. You passed.
Our first class is next Monday at nine o’clock in the evening. Don’t be late, now, okay?
You’re so sweet. Really, the pleasure was mine. Now go back to the dorms and get some rest. I hate to have you leave so quickly, but you just gave me some wonderful ideas for the novel I’m working on.
Until we meet again, I shall see you in your dreams.
