Discord was a stone statue, sitting atop a pedestal in the middle of the Canterlot Garden. Oh, I really do think it's time for another little outing, he thought. Being this statue does get dreadfully boring after a few centuries. His stony prison cracked and fell to earth, like eggshell fragments, as he stretched himself. He sniffed and licked his lips. The late evening air always invigorated him.
“Ooh, this should be fun!” he cackled, snapping his fingers.
He vanished with a loud pop, and reappeared in the middle of Canterlot town, completely invisible. He peered around until he spotted his target. A young unicorn couple sat at a candlelit table, sharing a plate of hay and flowers. They were holding hooves. Aww, how touching. He looked at the colt, who had a light blue coat, a neatly-combed dark blue mane, and yellow eyes. The stallion had a broad smile on his face. Discord then eyed the mare, who had a light grey coat, a purple and white mane, and baby blue eyes.
Yes, these two will do nicely. Discord licked his lips once again. He wasn't kept waiting long; the sandwich was soon abandoned and the couple were reveling in a passionate kiss, their hooves wrapped around each other. This will be priceless! He felt heat surge into his crotch. I really should do this more often. It's been way too long! he decided, grabbing his hardening phallus with his lion's paw.
Wait! He suddenly relinquished his grasp. It'll be better if I wait! But it was easier said than done; the couple were now groping each other. The candle and sandwich lay forgotten on the patio's floor where they were dining, knocked from the table they were now spread across. Sparks flew from their horns. It won't be long now. He looked at his now fully-hard penis. It'd better not be long. I feel harder than Celestia's horn, and that's saying something!
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the couple finally getting up to leave, giggling as they trotted home. Following close behind, Discord oogled the mare, and occasionally stroked his aching boner. Her tail was firmly to her right side, putting her marehood on full display. After less than a minute of walking, she began to leave a slick trail of her juices behind. He stooped down and gathered a few drops of fresh pony love fluid on the tip of one of his griffon talons.
Discord stuck it in his mouth and sucked. His cock gave a small spasm from the intense burst of flavour. It felt like he had just bitten into a particularly sticky, sugary peach. Oh, this one's really in heat! I haven't tasted anything so good in centuries! His cock gave another spasm and leaked a few drops of precum, which mingled with the mare's juices on the cobblestone. Unable to restrain himself, Discord backed up on all fours and slurped the strange mixture. His whole body squirmed.
Looking up, Discord let out a sharp gasp. His quarry was escaping. Grinning wryly, he snapped his fingers again, and appeared next to them, remaining completely invisible all the while. At long last, they came to their house. It looked just like any other house in the city of Canterlot. Large, white, uniform, and vapid. He leaned against the wall next to the doorway, his throbbing pride jutting out like a deformed purple lance.
“Oh, Night Light, it's time, isn't it?” said the mare, eyeing her husband's speckled stallionhood, which stood unsheathed at its full sixteen inch length.
“Yes, Velvet my dear, I think so,” said Night.
Twilight Velvet's horn shimmered purple and the door creaked open. The two of them slipped inside, unknowingly followed by a voraciously randy Discord. It was impossible to make out much detail within the house; the only sources of illumination were occasional passionate sparks flying from Velvet and Night's horns. The two began climbing a set of stairs, no doubt heading toward the bedroom.
Velvet reached the head of the stairs first. She spun around. “You wait right there, my little special somepony!”
“But what about Shining Armour? We can't have him getting –”
Night was silenced by another kiss from Velvet, her tongue snaking into his mouth as she leaned into him. “Never you mind about him; he's at his foal sitter's, remember?” she said once she had come up for air. She pecked him on the nose. “Now, you be a good colt and wait there, or I'll just horse around by myself, while you spend the night on the couch.”
Velvet pecked him on the muzzle before turning around again and leaning back for a moment, allowing his nose to touch her nether lips for a split second before she prowled into the bedroom, and closed the door behind her. Barely able to contain himself, Discord pressed his hands against the wall with his back to prevent himself completely losing control and spending himself before the act.
After he gave Night a sympathetic look he knew he could not see, Discord teleported into the bedroom. Velvet was busy lighting candles feverishly. The bedroom had dark purple walls and a blue carpet, and was furnished with a double bed with midnight blue covers and matching pillowcases, with a pair of simple wooden nightstands, which were now laden with scented candles.
Scanning the room, Discord found what he sought. Giggling to himself, he removed his invisibility spell. Before Velvet could scream, he appeared next to her and ran a taloned claw across her forehead, knocking her unconscious.
“Oh, just one little taste first, I suppose,” he muttered before submerging his mouth in her maregina.
It was just like before, except this time there was no shortage of balmy pony passion tonic. Discord elongated his tongue, reaching deep inside of her as he tried to drink every drop. It was an almost impossible task, on account of her depths continuously producing more and more of the broth. After nearly three full minutes, he had his fill. He pulled his head back and smacked his lips, the enchanted equine fervour fluid leaving a tingling aftertaste.
“Mmm... tangy!” he exclaimed as quietly as he could.
Once again, Discord snapped his fingers, and Twilight Velvet's prone body was teleported into the bedroom closet. He took a deep breath, and bathed himself in a white glow. His outline began to distort and shift as the remained encapsulated by the light, which flooded the whole room. When he was done and the light faded, he had taken the appearance of Velvet. There was now a love-starved mare vagina where his wanting member had been. He (henceforth referred to by the female pronoun to avoid ambiguity) touched a hoof to her foal garden and plunged it in. She felt her marehood clenching her foreleg as she diddled herself.
At least I won't have to try to match her eagerness, she mused as she withdrew her hoof, making a squishy popping noise as it exited her, accompanied by a fresh surge of fluid. “Oh, I'm such a naughty girl,” she remarked, glancing at the puddle on the floor. Once she made sure the room was ready to go, she lay on the bed, taking care to point her exposed maregina toward the door as she lay on her side, propping her head up with a forehoof.
“It's time, honey!” she said in her most come-hither voice.
Night burst into the room with a flash of green light. His nostrils flared as the fragrance of his wife's soaked marehood reached them. He began walking forward slowly, like a zombie, his hard shaft on a warpath for her aching pussy. He climbed onto the bed whilst Discord remained motionless, batting her eyelashes at him. Night leaned in for a kiss, his tongue gently parting her lips before it danced around inside her mouth, and probed every millimeter, like a policepony performing a thorough cavity search. Oh my, he is good!
Night lowered his horse cock and pulled his hips back, preparing for his first foray into his partner's anticipating love tunnel. Just as he brought his hips forward, he felt the flat head of his shaft hit something hard that was not his wife's cervix. Oh ho, eager, are we? I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while. I'm not that easy, honey! He opened an eye and looked down to see Discord's hoof placed firmly over the entrance to her vagina.
Leaning forward and continuing the kiss, Discord sat up and traced her free forehoof down Night's chest as her tongue danced with his, the two tongues performing a frantic tango through their mouths. She broke the kiss, sucking on his tongue as she slowly withdrew, smiling fiendishly at him.
“Not yet, honey. You have to earn it.”
Night whimpered as he tried to thrust his sizable rod into Discord's cock sheath, only to bump against her hoof again. “Please?”
Discord licked his muzzle and planted six soft kisses on his neck. “I'll make it worth it, I promise,” she purred.
She looked up into his hungry eyes and raised a hoof, placing it atop his head, and stroking his mane. Slowly bringing her hoof down, she guided his drooling muzzle toward her honey pot. She removed the hoof blocking it and placed it on his head. Without further guidance, he muffdived as deeply as he could.
Why – why does this feel – so – good? Discord moaned as she felt him go a few inches inside of her, his tongue thrashing against her tunnel's walls. She felt herself contract around his expertly-moving tongue harder and harder as she drew nearer to horsegasm. Bringing her hind legs up, she moaned, “Oh, Celestia!” as she wrapped them around Night's head. Her breath became more and more ragged as she tightened her legs.
Sensing his lover's fast-approaching climax, Night redoubled his efforts and began to relentlessly lash his tongue against her g-spot while his forehooves caressed her supple flank. Discord's tail wrapped around one of his hooves while she screamed like a banshee and sent off a shower of purple fireworks display from her horn. She unlocked her legs and began flailing uncontrollably as her marehood clasped Night's tongue and muzzle like a vice. Is this what heaven feels like?
Gasping for air, Night licked his lips, his mouth half-open, as he raised himself from Discord's nethers. Discord winked and shook her head, whispering, “One more. I'll make it worth it.” Groaning, Night massaged the tired muscles in his face before galvanizing himself for the second round. As he dug in, he felt something wrapping around his shaft. He looked down in alarm and saw what looked like a glimmering purple hand. He looked up at Discord.
“I told you I'd make it worth it,” she breathed huskily, her horn shimmering with the same light. “Now come on. Don't keep me waiting!”
Night obeyed mechanically. The second he started exerting his tongue, he felt the magical hand begin to work itself up and down his shaft in time with his licking. He moaned into her maregina from the stimulation. His wife was stroking every inch of his shaft, his copious amounts of precum providing all the lubrication she needed.
Having not completely come down from before, it didn't take long until she felt a fresh torrent of horse honey building up deep within her. Knowing she did not have much time, she began stroking faster and faster. She bit down on a forehoof to try to anchor herself to her senses, a task made progressively more difficult by Night's furious licking and slurping. Her magical fondling reached a fever-pitch as Night continued to batter his tongue against her g-spot.
Discord couldn't hold back any longer. Why does this feel so good? She climaxed, even harder than the last time, but she managed to maintain control over the magic, and dutifully kept stroking his shaft. As she rode the high of her horsegasm, she felt her partner bring a firm hoof down on her flank, the sound created by the spank resounding loudly in the bedroom. As she came down, she stroked faster and faster until she felt his pride begin to swell, yearning for release.
“Not yet,” she murmured, releasing the magic. Ha ha ha! Look at his face! Priceless!
Night bit his lip and moaned, instinctively reaching for his aching meat with both forehooves. Quick as lightning, Discord snatched both hooves with her own. Pulling him in, she kissed him, massaging his exhausted tongue with hers. She embraced him tightly as both of them leaned into the kiss. A flower of pleasure blossomed in her brain as she tasted her sumptuous nectar upon his tongue. She withdrew and began to kiss his neck, lowering herself slightly with each one. She progressed from his neck to his chest, until her muzzle was less than an inch above his pulsing cock. His musk filled her nostrils as she inhaled.
“My turn,” whispered Discord, staring at the thick veins pulsing along his riding crop. “Just warn me when you're about to burst, okay?”
After hearing an affirmative mumble from Night, she drew herself back with agonizing slowness, and ran the tip of her tongue along the top of his shaft as she did so. Once she finally reached the end, she gently kissed its flat tip, electing a grunt from Night. She licked the head and opened her mouth. Unable to contain himself anymore, he grabbed the back of her head and thrust. Nearly half his length filled her mouth.
Gagging, Discord was left with precious little room to use her tongue to work the behemoth invading her mouth. Gah! So big! So thick! Now I know how Celestia felt that one time... She began bobbing on his mighty stallion cock, pulling her head back a few inches before bringing it back down until she felt his flat cock head bump the back of her throat. Feeling his hooves still on her head, she saw him starting to thrust his hips in time with her bobbing.
This is getting boring. I know! She unhinged her jaw and tried to take a little more of the feast of fresh horse meat each time she came down. Night thrust faster now. She plunged both forehooves into her lonely marehood as she took inch after inch. Each time it felt like she couldn't take anymore, she willed herself to take another few centimeters. She felt Night's stallionhood throbbing inside her throat now as she maresturbated furiously.
Giving one last final push, she felt Night bottom out in her mouth. Her muzzle was now pressed firmly against his crotch. She barely heard him loose a strangled groan as he stood, paralyzed with ecstasy. When she recovered from the shock of sixteen inches of pulsating horse sausage in her throat, Discord bobbed back and forth by about half an inch, her motions frantic and rapid.
“Honey, I'm gonna – I'm gonna –”
Already? Horseapples! Pull out, pull out, pull out! She could already feel his shaft swelling in her throat. She tried to pull head back in time, but her efforts were only partially successful. Discord managed to remove about ten inches of Night's cock from her mouth before she saw his testicles leap up inside of his scrotum out of the corner of her eye.
She was not prepared. It felt like a tsunami of hot, sticky horse semen had issued forth from his bloated love pole, making her cheeks puff up like a greedy chipmunk's. Quickly withdrawing her hooves from her own climaxing pussy, she pressed them against his pelvis. The cock left her mouth with a loud squelching sound as the enormous amount of splooge that had already spurt from it flooded down her muzzle, and onto her chest.
Discord didn't have any time to recover; no sooner had the cock left her mouth before Night grunted again, and fired a massive burst of his seed into her gaping mouth. Spluttering, spat out what she could, and swallowed the rest, before another burst splattered across her face. Both of them jerked his shaft as he continued to ejaculate. After five or six more grunts – and hefty ropes of cum from his flared head – Night's horsegasm petered out. Ugh! Velvet tasted so much better than this stuff. Wiping the spunk from her muzzle, Discord suddenly looked horrified.
“Oh no! We were supposed to make a best friend for little Shining Armour!” cried a crestfallen Discord.
“Don't worry, honey,” said Night slyly, patting his still full-mast phallus, which leaked the remnants of his orgasm. “There's plenty more where that came from!”
“R-really?” stammered Discord, involuntarily licking her lips. She was so covered in his seed, there was little purple visible in her striped mane. Most of her face was covered, too. “More? Even after all that?”
Night gave her a feral grin and waved his horse cock with both hooves, flicking a few droplets of cum into her face. “You bet your pretty little plot I do.”
Wow, this should be good! Discord stuck a hoof into her pussy. She swirled it around for a few seconds before withdrawing it and sucking the juices from it. “Let's have it, then,” she said, standing up on all fours and presenting herself to her lover.
Night brought his right hoof down on Discord's flank hard, leaving a bright red blotch where one of the stars on her cutie mark was. After unnecessarily spitting on his slick poner, he eased the head in, followed by the first few inches. He remarked, “By Celestia's flank, you're tight!” before he began to thrust, going in a little further each time.
Discord screamed into the pillow as her forehooves thrashed against it. I'm – I'm so full! I can't believe how big it is! I can't believe how incredible this feels! She rocked her hips back and forth, falling into a rhythm with Night's thrusts. “Are – are you all the way in?”
“Not even close!”
Putting half of the pillow into her mouth, Discord laid her chest on the bed while keeping her flank up. Her grey mare lips clamped down on his shaft, feeling every vein as he penetrated further into her hot pink love canal. Every time she felt like she could take no more, Night grunted and thrust deeper still.
“Oh, you're so huge!” cried Discord, discarding the pillow and staring blissfully at the ceiling.
Over a foot of cock was inside of her now, but Night was not satisfied. He humped her with everything he had, trying to force the last four inches inside, desperate to hilt himself within her. Discord could barely contain herself. She felt herself nearly reach horsegasm with each thrust, the diamond-hard pole stimulating every nerve ending. Reaching out, he wrapped his forehooves around hers, and pulled with everything he had.
Discord issued a long stream of guttural moans as she felt his crotch slam into her flank with a loud slap. She craned her neck around, found her lover's muzzle, and kissed him. Time seemed to freeze. All sixteen of his inches were buried into her foal garden, and their tongues performed a slow waltz in their mouths. He stroked her mane affectionately as sparks flew from their horns.
After what felt like hours, she broke their kiss, and began pivoted herself on his stallionhood, which still skewered her. Discord carefully guided Night to his back until she sat on top of him. She leaned down and kissed him before she rubbed her stomach. Wow, I can't believe how deep he's in! She felt the outline of his horse cock against her chest, going over halfway up it. Night stroked her rump with his forehooves, and she started rocking back and forth.
When she had gotten used to the new position, she started bucking and bouncing. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she rode him. I wish this would last forever! Each time she bounced, she tried to raise herself higher before bringing herself down again, her gorgeous flank slapping against his crotch. She had long since gone past the point of no return, the event horizon. Every thrust brought about a fresh wave of horsegasm, keeping her in a continuous loop of climax.
Both of their coats were matted with sweat as their interhorse reached a fever-pitch. I haven't felt this good in nearly two thousand years! She bit her lip as she continued to bounce, but she felt herself tiring. Over five minutes of straight climaxing on top of their previous horsing around had really taken its toll on her. Finally, she ran out of steam and slumped. The only thing preventing her from falling over was Night's engorged phallus.
“You tired, honey?”
Discord nodded wordlessly.
Giving her a quick kiss, Night lowered her until her back was propped up against the bed. Resting his forehooves on hers, he pulled out until his head was against her sore lips. As Discord was in the middle of breathing a sigh of relief, he thrust his entire length into her all at once. She would have screamed, but the shock of the sudden penetration took every breath of air from her lungs.
She snaked her hooves around Night and stared into his burning yellow eyes. He pounded her like a stallion possessed. Discord involuntarily whinnied with each full thrust. Screw cloud nine, I'm on cloud ten! Night kissed every inch of her coat he could find as he plunged himself all the way inside her with thrust after thrust.
Discord gently nibbled on his ear as his thrusts grew more rapid. She vaguely heard him mumble something indistinguishable, but she knew what he was saying without hearing him. If she wasn't completely filled with his shaft before, she was now, as she felt it swelling, heralding his horsegasm.
They leaned into each other's forehooves and kissed as Night thrust himself into Discord one final time. His throbbing horse cock pulsed inside of her before it erupted like a geyser. Discord moaned as she kissed him harder, closing her eyes, and losing herself in storm of pleasure. His cum splashed against the roof of her womb as he fired shot after shot inside of her. It felt like he emptied over a litre of semen into her, and yet his cock continued to shoot strand after strand.
At long last, his stallionhood deflated. Discord withdrew from their kiss and looked down. A mixture of their love fluids trickled out of the gap in her pussy. Night's half-flaccid rod fell out of her sore maregina with a plop as it slapped on his right leg, leaving a wet sticky imprint where it landed. I've got to do this more often, mused Discord, basking in the afterglow.
“That was... that was wonderful...” simpered Discord, laying spreadeagled on her back.
“Yes, it was... we're going to have a beautiful foal!” said Night.
There's... something wrong with that voice... Discord bolted upright just in time to be blinded by a flash of green light. When her vision cleared, she saw not Night Light standing before her, but Queen Chrysalis, a mischievous grin twisting her features.
