Royal Indiscretions

Twilight Sparkle awoke with a happy sigh. The world felt warm and fuzzy, lulling her gently with sensations of security and belonging. She didn't feel the need to open her eyes just yet. Her bed sheets hugged the lilac mare tightly as she moved closed to embrace a large, fuzzy object. Alluring heat filled her, prompting the petite pony to press her cheek against the mysterious object's delicate surface. Twilight did not remember her bed being this comfortable. Maybe the princess decided to reward her favorite student with a new... Oh. Celestia. That happened.

Twilight's eyes opened groggily. The sleepy mare let them widen as the memories of recently transpired events returned. Somewhere in the distance, she registered the the sounds of cutlery moving about, and plates being emptied by hungry ponies. The purple mare was still in the dining hall, and by the looks of things, the first breakfast was not even finished yet. She felt a great, white wing embrace her tighter. Right, definitely not my sheets, mused the flustered pony, trying not to smile too much. The world was too warm and fuzzy to worry her pretty little head right now. Looking up, she saw Celestia gazing right back, with that playful, mischievous smile on the divine lips. The filly blushed, pressing herself tighter against the royal coat. So soft.

"I must say, this has been, without a doubt, the most enjoyable breakfast I had in quite a while. Wouldn't you agree, my faithful student?" The white alicorn said, brushing her hoof against Twilight's burning cheek, and bringing her muzzle up so that two mares would face each other. One rosy-cheeked and trembling, the other, an alabaster statue, composed and regal. The illusion was quickly broken by another warm smile, as the white alicorn moved in to tease Twilight's ear. "You are quite loud, my beloved, precious pupil," Celestia whispered to the lavender mare. She giggled playfully and began nibbling on the twitching ear, eliciting a cute squeak from Twilight.

"I-I'm... D-did anypony hear?" The purple unicorn asked, as she shut her eyes, trying to prevent herself from uttering a moan. A familiar pressure started building in her mound again.

"Oh, my dearest," the white alicorn started kissing Twilight down her jawline. "Most lovely," she continued in between kisses. "Most beautiful," Celestia teased, feeling her pupil's breaths quicken. "Of all the ponies," she finished, giving Twilight's nose a playful lick.

"Everypony heard."

Twilight trotted slowly through the castle. Her horn was still missing, and she was still aroused beyond reason. The lilac unicorn could only hope that she did not leave a trail of liquid behind her. The flustered mare clamped her tail in between her haunches, hoping nopony would notice her winking flower, moist and pliable. The fact that her tail kept raising on its own did not help the matters. Twilight scrunched up her nose in thought. She had to get to her quarters - there she would be safe from stray eyes.

Suddenly, panic gripped her. Was somepony looking at her? Biting her lower lip, she looked around, whimpering quietly. No, just her imagination.

After breakfast, and without much more teasing, Celestia told her, she would be holding court. The sun monarch simply winked at Twilight knowingly and bid her farewell, telling her lilac student, she should take this chance to enjoy herself and take a much deserved break from her studies.

Twilight sighed and stopped for a second. She rubbed her hind legs together, looking around carefully, trying not to be spotted. With a cute squeak and eyes closed in pleasure, she arched her back. The purple, aroused mare continued this for a minute, trying her best not to voice any of the involuntary moans, hoping to reach her peak and let all of this stress and pent up pressure leave her.

Twilight grumbled. She wasn't getting anywhere with this kind of foreplay. It just wasn't enough. And by the sound of hoofsteps closing in on her, somepony was coming.

The purple mare bolted forward, trying to reach her room as quickly as she could.

Twilight stood before the large double door that usually led into her quarters. Looking to her left and right, she made sure that the corridor was empty. Whimpering, she put both her hooves on the engraved wood and pushed with all her strength. She gasped and felt her breath quicken from both the effort and lingering arousal - the door wouldn't budge, no matter how much she tried exerting her muscles. She fell to the stone floor and lay there panting for a couple moments.

"No, no, no, I didn't close it when I left! What's going on?" Twilight whispered to herself in panic, getting up, and starting to trot in a circle. As she made her fourth revolution, she gasped. Of course. Her punishment. "Princess!" Twilight whispered sharply, addressing the air. No reply came. She waited for another moment. Instead of Celestia's voice apologizing for the inconvenience, she heard herself moan, the teasing of her horn suddenly increasing tenfold. It felt warm, toasty, snuggled in some moist, slick place that hugged it tightly. And now, Twilight felt it slowly begin to move, eliciting a soft yelp from the blushing unicorn. Her ears fell, as she pawed at the floor with resignation. "G-great."

Twilight settled on a wooden bench near the back of the statue garden. It was usually quiet here, seldom did ponies venture that far, instead preferring to remain closer to the castle - it was there that all the flowers bloomed. Peace and quiet, just what she needed. The eerie silence was punctuated only by the unicorn's ragged breaths and quick heartbeats, thundering in her ears.

Feeling much less stressed about a possibility of being discovered, she closed her eyes. During her arduous trip here, she felt her horn slowly moving in and out of her princess. It was not easy getting to this place, as the lilac mare had to stop every couple of paces, letting out a stifled moan and rubbing her aching haunches together. Trying to shut down the sensations provided by her horn, slowly bucking the royal posterior, was almost unbearable. Thankfully, she didn't embarrass herself in front of that many ponies on her way. She sure did get a lot of looks, though. But none of that mattered any more. She was here, secluded and safe. Twilight sighed happily, as she relaxed on the bench, at long last able to give in to the pleasure.

An image of Celestia appeared; the princess sat on her throne, wearing her golden regalia, blush covering her cheeks and a sultry smile on her lips. Twilight saw the princess close her eyes and spread her alabaster haunches. The lavender mare spied a pair of snow-white lips, twitching happily in anticipation. She saw the golden clad hoof move across Celestia's majestic body, eliciting quiet squeaks from the princess. As she reached her mound, the white alicorn spread her petals and began caressing them gently, making a bit of moisture appear. Celestia played with herself, shamelessly abusing her most sacred of places, letting the purple mare see the whole performance. Then, she opened her eyes and looked at Twilight with such passion and desire that the moaning unicorn could swear the princess could see through her very soul.

Twilight settled her red cheeks on her hooves. Laying on the park bench, the lavender unicorn whined silently, feeling her horn ravish Celestia's sacred passage. Come to think of it, in the olden days, her majesty's hindquarters were most likely considered actually sacred. And now, Twilight's purple horn was happily sliding in and out, sending pleasure up Celestia's spine. It must have poked periodically out between her immaculate, divine flanks, Twilight reasoned, as she could feel the cold air brush against her sensitive horn from time to time. The lilac mare shuddered at the thought. 'Twas Sacrilege she was committing.

The purple tail raised slightly on its own, allowing the world to view the two perfect lavender lips, moist and swollen. Twilight made a small, cute moan, and unconsciously raised her rump slightly higher in the air. She pressed her burning face against the wooden planks and started squeaking softly, feeling the slow approaching release dawn on the horizon. Her tail was now standing at attention, trembling slightly as it left nothing to the imagination. Feeling the willpower leave her, the purple mare began moving her rump back and forth, as if to elicit a response from an imaginary stallion, about to mount her supple frame. She was so close now. Only a moment more, just a tiny bit of pleasure, one more push of her horn and-

"And this statue, on the other hoof, represents victory."

Her world shattered. Twilight felt as if she was flying for one, precious moment. She soared high in the sky, laughing and happy, when all of the sudden her wings were gone. Feeling of vertigo overwhelmed her as she fell, her orgasm slipping away. She tried grabbing it again and reaching for it frantically, yet her hooves met only air. No flying colors flew before her eyes, no overflow of happy feelings threatened to bring her mind to a standstill, no throbbing pleasure was wrecking her body. Instead, she felt true horror as it dawned on her - a school trip was about to make its way past her.

Twilight's bottom slammed on the bench with a satisfying, wet smack, as she sat up looking around with terrified gaze. Ragged breaths left her muzzle, as she judged her situation. She was in no way, shape, or form able to move. Slight spasms still made their way through her limbs, and her tail refused to stay down, flying up at any chance it got. Twilight whimpered, clopping her hooves against the wooden bench in panic, feeling like a trapped animal.

"This statue on the other hand, represents kindness," a soft, cheerful voice of a young mare continued. Twilight could hear hoofsteps closing in on her, the innocent laughter and arguments of a group of foals making her heart palpitate. The lavender mare closed her eyes and lowered her ears, silently praying to Celestia that she wouldn't be noticed.

"Stop it you two, you don't want me to get your parents involved, do you?" The voice scolded somepony, and Twilight heard two fillies yelp and begin a litany of apologies. "Now, that's better. We are now coming to the last, and most interesting of statues. Can anypony tell me what it repre-"

Twilight opened one eye. Sure enough, the school group had found her. A young, fuchsia mare, with a slight blush creeping up her muzzle, stood at the front, giving the lilac pony a disbelieving look. An uncomfortable silence reigned. Twilight could tell the teacher knew exactly what the unicorn was doing a moment ago. Another pony had seen her like this. Twilight could feel her tail raise on its own again. Drat. She whimpered as her eyes darted around. She had to make a distraction. The statue!

"A-actually, this statue represents discord," Twilight spoke, her voice uneven and changing its pitch from time to time. "It depicts a creature known as draconequus, a being made up of mismatched parts of all manner of creatures," the purple mare continued, regaining a shred of composure. She raised one hoof, and with a lecturing tone, continued the explanation. "The statue warns us against inner conflict and chaos amongst ourselves, and serves as a reminder to all ponies who would disrupt harmony," the lavender unicorn finished, hazarding a look at the foals standing with their blushing teacher.

It was silent for a moment, and then the earth shook as whole school trip surrounded her in a mass of screaming, laughing foals, who then starting asking questions, talking over one another.

"Wow! Are you a teacher too?"

"We have a teacher and her name is Miss Cheerilee!"

"Tell us more! Tell us more," a particularly energetic filly exclaimed, as Twilight yelped, feeling the burning in her haunches blaze again, her horn beginning to assault the royal rose with increased speed. They were all staring right at her. Twlight whimpered, silently begging Celestia to stop.

"You are the coolest pony, like, ever!"

"Can you be our teacher instead? Miss Cheerilee doesn't let us have ice cream!"

Twilight panted, trying to avert her eyes, sweating and whimpering, assaulted by the numerous gazes and questions. It was too much. She couldn't take it. She had to stifle another yelp, as her horn met with strong, warm walls contracting against it, holding it in place, and sending unbelievable pleasure down Twilight's spine. It was wrong, there were ponies looking right at her, but she had no other choice. She couldn't stop it. Twilight stifled a moan one last time, a lone tear making her way down her blushing cheek.

Meanwhile, Cheerilee stood dumbstruck by the lilac mare. From the moment she saw her, it was obvious what she was doing prior to her interruption. She saw the sweat. She saw the slight twitches of her tail. She caught the slightest glimpse of pink between her haunches. She noticed that the bench was positively stained with mare's excitement. She felt the sweet scent of the unicorn's arousal permeating the air. And now, that very same mare was swarmed by her pupils, about to reach an impeding orgasm. Cheerilee had to rescue her.

"Children! Leave that poor pony alone," the fuchsia teacher exclaimed, stomping her hoof on the cobble patch. "I am sure you are exhausting her with your questions. Go look at the statue, I will have you write reports on it, so you better study it while you can," the mare's cheerful voice was met with groans of disappointed fillies.

"More homework?" grumbling, the little ponies left the heaving unicorn alone and made their way towards the statue of discord.

Twilight was saved. She sat there, panting, her heart beating in her chest like a rolling thunder. She was saved. No longer was she stared at and a center of attention. It seemed that her horn had stopped too. She let herself make a small smile, and felt her hooves give out from underneath her. She slumped onto the bench, exhausted, and wishing for this day to come to a close.

Cheerilee made her way towards the bench, making sure to keep an eye on the fillies playing by the statue. She blushed, seeing the lavender mare twitch slightly - the purple pony's arousal was still lingering just short of her peak, the teacher reasoned, feeling her cheeks get even redder. Once she was close, Cheerilee saw the lilac head move and then the two beautiful eyes give her an apologetic look.

"Thanks. You k-kind of saved my hide," Twilight said, looking at the approaching mare. She noticed the blush. Twilight bit her lower lip and tried to shy away from the fuchsia teacher. Cheerilee stopped suddenly and blinked at the flustered unicorn, not confident enough to continue her approach.

"Oh, it... It was nothing," she said, pawing at the ground, and trying to look everywhere but at the unicorn on the bench. "I have to take the class away, but... Umm," Twilight saw her blush even more. Cheerilee squeaked, closing her eyes as hard as she could, and finally moved forward, coming close to the trembling unicorn. She lowered her head so the two could look each other in the eye. "I-I could smell you from where I stood," the young teacher whispered, moving her muzzle to Twilight's ear. "I have the class to take care of right now, but if you ever find yourself... In need, I suppose you could repay the favor by paying me a visit," the fuchsia mare whispered, trying to sound as erotic as she could, and even deciding to awkwardly nibble on the purple ear. "I just started teaching in Ponyville. I have only moved there, you know. It gets pretty lonely during the long evenings," Twilight could feel Cheerilee's breath, and trembled slightly at this new, strange feeling of being desired by somepony else. "Just ask around if you decide to find me, cutie pie." Both mares looked each other in the eye once more. Both were red faced, and ready to run away in panic. At this point Cheerilee's lust-inflated confidence finally faltered, and she bolted away to hurriedly shepherd her pupils towards the next point of interest.

Twilight stared as Cheerilee swiftly guided the foals along the cobble path leading into the hedge maze. As the teacher was about to disappear behind a green wall, Twilight saw her slow down and stop. With wide eyes, she saw the fuchsia tail raise, allowing Twilight to catch a glimpse of the teacher's flower, along with a small, cute plothole. The opening between the lips was covered in a sheen of moisture, a small, pink bit of flesh crowning Cheerilee's love. Twilight could swear she saw it wink at her.

Slumping down on her hooves, the aroused, trembling lavender mare sighed happily.

The bright sunlight illuminated the white throne room. Rich tapestries decorated the marble walls, and the stained glass in the windows colored the sun rays, making the great hall light up in all shades of a rainbow. Ponies stood on both sides of the throne; nobles, scribes, advisers, guards, politicians. They were all present there to assist her majesty in making important decisions.

Another land dispute. Celestia was getting bored of the petty squabbles; two rich houses, quarreling among themselves for a pitiful scrap of earth. She cast her mind back - this dispute had its root some centuries ago, due to one embarrassing misunderstanding. Now, it has once again escalated and required the crown to step in and pass a judgement to prevent bloodshed.

Her mind slowly drifting away from politics. Celestia used her magic to probe the purple intruder currently nesting snugly inside her rose. It seemed like her student has finally cooled off once more. The sun regent smiled inwardly and used her magic to move the horn slightly, waking it from its slumber. She pushed, just barely enough to send pleasure up her spine. She was quite tender and dry down there; all that playtime has taken its toll on the royal love tunnel. Celestia moved the horn in tiny increments, feeling the liquid arousal slowly coat her stubby consort, allowing it to move more freely. Letting its speed gradually increase, Celestia felt her cheeks redden. Somewhere in the back of her mind she understood and parsed another meaningless question from the two petitioners only to give it a dry response.

Although Celestia's visage was calm and regal as always, inside, she screamed and moaned, trashing around in excitement. The lavender horn was now giving her a proper bucking; plunging deep inside her treasure, and exiting her almost entirely, leaving only the sensitive tip inside her swollen lips. The monarch entertained a thought of raising her tail and shoving her winking marehood right into the nobles' smug faces.

She could feel Twilight getting close. Celestia cursed inwardly, penetrating herself a few more times for good measure. They both felt an approaching release - the sun regent thought for a moment about letting herself reach the peak of sweat release. She was quite tense, and an orgasm would do wonders for her sour mood. She was punishing Twilight, though, and from the looks of things the poor filly would reach her climax much sooner than the sun regent. Sighing in her mind, Celestia slowed the horn down, finally bringing it to a stop. She extended her senses, and tracing the connection from the purple intruder, she touched Twilight.

Her student was whining softly as she lay on the floor, in a castle corridor, her hips moving on her own, twitching, expecting a release that would never come. Celestia giggled silently - could almost grasp the aura of disappointment radiating off her trembling pupil. She let herself smile as she drank in the lewd display.

An idea came. Ignoring the two nobles, now throwing insults and wrestling each other in front of the throne, Celestia penned a letter.

Twilight stood silently before the door to the spa. She was never one to care about her appearance, or really pay much attention to her looks at all. Simple mane cut, clean hooves, straight to the point. No prancing around, she was the kind of mare to stick to her books and studies, wasting evenings on cerebral activities instead of enjoying a social life. And now she was about to enter a spa. Twilight gulped, feeling unsure about entering the place of beauty and relaxation. She had no other choice though, as she was ordered to in a letter that appeared just shortly after her encounter with the kinky teacher in the gardens.

I sense that you are quite tense, my dearest. Attached, there is a ticket for an all expenses paid visit to the spa. I hope you take this chance to enjoy yourself, my loveliest pupil.

Celestia

The lavender mare walked hesitantly through the door. A bubbly, yellow pegasus greeted her, and after seeing the royal ticked, directed the blushing unicorn to the deluxe part of the spa.

Twilight found herself in a large, exquisitely decorated room. Carved stone was arranged along the walls, and sculptures of ponies stood in the corners. Soothing music filled the warm, moist air with dulcet tones, speaking of a far away land where worries do not apply to ponies. Somewhere in the back, steam rose from a bath. Twilight noticed a slim, mint green mare smiling at her.

"How may I help you today, Miss?

"W-well..." Twilight began unsurely. "I have been told I am, uh... Quite tense."

"I think we can deal with that," the mint pegasus smiled once again and directed the unicorn onto a massage table.

"I want you to relax, and not to trouble yourself with outside world. I'll take care of everything."

She began kneading Twilight's back. Her soft touches ruffled the purple coat as the pegasus massaged Twilight's sore muscles, sending shivers down the lavender mare's spine. She sighed happily, closing her eyes, as she felt tension leave her completely. The music, the warmth and two, strong hooves on her back made Twilight daydream.

She was on a golden beach, the sound of waves moving on the sand soothing her senses. The sun was sending down warm rays of light, filling Twilight with love and stripping all worries away. The gentle wind caressed her coat with small kisses. Twilight allowed herself a smile in this beautiful, perfect paradise. All she needed now was another pony to share it with.

From the sea foam, as radiant as Twilight remembered, rose up a tall, slender, white figure. She moved slowly through the ocean, her eyes focusing only on the small, trembling mare on the shore. Celestia was close now. Her multicolored mane billowed lazily in the wind, a loving smile on her impeccable, white lips. The purple mare hummed happily, as she felt her mentor come close and embrace her. She felt a nuzzle and a flurry of kisses that followed. She was happy now, almost perfectly happy. As if sensing the one missing thing, Celestia giggled innocently as she took her student's horn into her mouth.

The mare laying on the massage table made a long, quiet moan, punctuated by cute squeaks of pleasure. She felt her horn move in her mentor's mouth. No, that was just her fantasy from the moment earlier. It felt as if her horn was still paying a visit to the royal tunnel of love, squeezed and held tightly by its strong walls. She felt it move again, sliding deep into the princess. Twilight had to stifle a yep.

"My, my, aren't you a sensitive one," the mint pegasus whispered, her hooves still working out the kinks it Twilight's back. She felt the unicorn tense immediately and tremble beneath her touch, as the aroused mare remembered she was not alone. "Shh... It's alright, many customers get... Excited during their visits. It's nothing to be ashamed of," the mare continued, softly kneading Twilight's back. After a while, the lilac mare heeded the soothing words - the unicorn's flesh was limp beneath the spa pony's hooves once again.

Twilight's thoughts returned to the images of her mentor's alabaster flanks. She imagined Celestia's hooves dancing on her back, applying this wonderful pressure, teasing her, and together with the stubby horn penetrating the princess, bringing soft moans to Twilight's muzzle. She felt her tail raise in anticipation, as she tensed up and opened her mouth, voicing a short squeak. One particularly tense muscle relaxed under the pair of strong hooves. Twilight's breaths quickened, as she rubber her cheek against the soft massage table. It felt warm, bringing out the memories of her princess' perfect coat from this morning.

Twilight felt her horn's pace increase. It felt smoother, too. Was Celestia getting wet? Twilight tried to giggle, but let out a short squeak instead, unable to resist her body's natural response. She licked her lips and tried to lose herself in the sensations. The soft table underneath her, the strong pair of hooves expertly kneading her back, and the lovely feeling of warm flesh contracting against her sensitive, stubby horn.

She now lay on Celestia's back, her head pressed into the place between the monarch's wings. Twilight slowly rubbed herself against the royal fur, eliciting a sharp moan from the princess. Feeling particularly adventurous, she gave Celestia a lick, tasting her white coat and making her majesty squirm in pleasure. Meanwhile, Twilight felt another Celestia descend upon her, and with a pair strong, gold-clad hooves begin to give her student a massage. The purple mare writhed in place, whining lightly, trying to get herself as close to both her princesses as possible. She needed them. She had to have them.

Both white mares gave each other a knowing look and started placing little kisses upon the moaning unicorn's coat. They moved agonizingly slowly, teasing the whimpering Twilight with their tongues, leaving small wet spots where they lay their lips. Soon enough, both Celestias reached Twilight's horn and began licking it together. They gave it playful nips and soft butterfly kisses, they chased each other's tongues along its sensitive surface, making the lilac mare moan and squirm in place without regard for the world outside her fantasy.

Twilight could feel so much wonderful pressure and warmth spreading from her haunches; she wasn't able to control the volume of her voice any more. Yelping with each lick her poor horn sustained form the royal twins, she began thrusting her cute, perky ass rhythmically into the air, her tail clamped to the side of her flank, leaving nothing to the imagination.

The royal sisters stopped paying attention to Twilight for a moment, eliciting a long whine of disappointment from the aroused mare. They now looked at each other, and while giving the lilac unicorn mischievous smiles, started kissing feverishly. Twilight felt her face burn, and her marehood wink on its own - playing out before her was a scene she could stare at for a century. Two perfectly sculpted muzzles were locked into each other, two strong, powerful tongues were wrestling for domination. Twilight whined again, desiring to join them. She wanted to see how her mentor tasted, how her powerful, broad tongue would feel in her muzzle, how these divine, white lips would feel, pressing snugly against her own. She wanted to kiss Celestia. She wanted to kiss the sun monarch.

As her two teachers moaned into each other's mouths, one thirstily drinking from the other, Twilight felt something pay attention to her poor, abused, stubby friend again. A third Celestia emerged, sparing no time before taking the whole length of her student's horn into the royal mouth. Twilight screamed, feeling her haunches tense. She lay on one of her teachers, snugly pressed into her coat, feeling her whole body tremble from the sensations flowing through her, originating in her purple, stubby horn. As the purple mare stifled another yelp, one of Celestias, currently busy playing with the source of her student's pleasure, began bobbing her head up and down, sucking on the purple horn with mirth.

Twilight could only squeak softly, her mind unable to undertake any complex tasks. She waited impatiently, sweating and panting, ragged breaths leaving her muzzle. Her horn was now thoroughly soaked in royal saliva. Twilight gasped, feeling her peak approach. Just one more suckle, one more swirl of a strong tongue, one more light touch, one-

Freezing cold enveloped Twilight, as she bolted upright from the massage table, yelping with panic. Cold, cold, ice cold! She whimpered, jumping down to the floor and galloping in a circle, all the while letting out a trembling whine of disappointment. She left a small trail of fluid on the floor, dripping from her winking marehood. Stifling another yelp, she stopped, feeling the freezing sensation leave her. It was too late, though - the aroused mare could feel the once impending orgasm escape her grasp, leaving only an uncomfortable feeling of lingering heat. Her horn! It was so cold just a moment before! Freezing to the bone, almost painful. She squirmed on the wet spa floor, whimpering softly, when it dawned on her. Twilight felt all strength leave her.

Celestia just put her horn into a bucket of ice.

Twilight moaned slightly with disappointment, biting her lover lip. She looked around - the music was still playing, the steam still permeated the air, raising up from a hot bath in the back. The mint pegasus attending to her earlier was conspicuously missing. Twilight blushed, remembering her feverish fantasy. She must have practically shoved her swollen flower right into the poor mare's face. And this taste lingering in her mouth... Oh. Twilight remembered licking the pristine white coat. She slowly turned her head to look at the massage table. With a blush, she noted wet patches staining it in numerous places.

Even though the immediate orgasm was now like a sun at dusk, hiding beneath the horizon, a distant memory, she still felt the waning traces of arousal. And with Celestia in ownership of her horn, the teasing would soon continue, driving her insane with pleasure, only to deny the sweat release. Twilight sighed, looking at her hooves.

She had not other choice. She would do the most terrifying thing she possibly could.

Soon enough, the feeling in her horn returned, as Celestia start her teasing again. Twilight stood patiently in the line of petitioners, her tail clamped against her winking marehood, her cheeks rosy and hooves slightly shaking. She had to endure the curious glances and stares; the lavender mare could almost feel the gazes of the stallions physically touch and caress her coat. She whimpered, but stood her ground, determined to see her task to the very end.

As the line moved slowly, she found herself in the front. Right. Now's the time.

"Lady Twilight Sparkle, here to see her royal highness, princess Celestia," a posh voice announced, prompting Twilight to trot forward, suddenly very unsure whether this was a good idea. She knew her teacher must have heard the announcement. As if to confirm her suspicions, she gasped, feeling her horn start moving at a feverish pace. Stifling a moan, Twilight moved through the great doors and entered the throne room. There was a sea of ponies there, and all of them were looking right at her. Seeing her sweat and pant, seeing how her wet tail clung to her needing love. Twilight couldn't afford to focus at them, though. There was only one pony that mattered to her right now. And she had Twilight's horn shoved right up to her cervix. Twilight felt herself squeak slightly at this thought.

In the very center, sitting on the throne of Equestria, ruling with wisdom and beauty, there she was. Princess Celestia. Sky and stars themselves would write poetry about her features, her perfect alabaster coat, long, slender limbs, and the divine mane, flowing lazily in the solar wind. Celestia smiled slyly at her student and increased the speed with which Twilight's horn penetrated her royal hindquarters. She giggled as the little, purple unicorn almost stumbled and unable to stop herself, let out a long, cute moan. The princess waited patiently for Twilight to come closer.

The crowds filling the throne room seemed to rumble and roar like a building storm. What was going on? Who was that mare? Was she leaving a wet trail on the red carpet leading up to the throne? Was Celestia blushing? Was anypony else seeing this? WHAT'S GOING ON!?

"P-princess Cele-" Twilight started, Celestia's name interrupted in the middle by a small moan. "C-celestia," she panted, sitting down before the dais on which the throne sat. She could feel her excitement seep into the red carped. Stifling another yelp, Twilight tried to compose herself before the princess.

"Yes, my faithful student? Is there something you wish to ask of me?" There was amusement in Celestia's voice. But deep, beneath the practiced veneer of composure, Twilight could see lust and anticipation. This gave her the last boost of confidence she needed to proceed.

"I-I'd like to formally r-request, that," the purple mare whimpered through her teeth, feeling her hooves tremble and threaten to give out from underneath her from pleasure. The crowds stood silent, unwilling, or perhaps unable to interrupt. "That you," she said. Almost there. "That you make me," said the lilac mare with trembling voice. Finally, she closed her eyes tight and exclaimed in one breath, "Make me cum!"

Silence reigned. There was no sound, save for those made by the panting, sweaty mare before the throne.

"I-if it pleases your highness," Twilight finished, blushing furiously, unable to comprehend that she actually did what she set out to do in the first place. She was half expecting to simply run away from the whole ordeal. All she had to do now, was wait for her princess to answer.

"The crown does not make hasty decisions," thundered Celestia's voice. The princess wore a sultry smile, looking at the trembling mare through half-lidded eyes that seemed to scream about her true desires. "It stands to reason that only those who would need aid the most, would receive it. Twilight Sparkle, present yourself to me and all gathered here, so that we may judge whether the crown needs to get itself directly involved in this matter."

Twilight went pale. Present herself? She gulped, and slowly stood up. Quick glances to her left and right revealed the scale of the problem. Ponies filled the throne room, and every last one of them was staring at her right now. All Twilight had to do was to raise her tail and show everything, to all of them. Right. She looked at her princess. What Twilight saw was a regal smile, one of confidence and inspiration, one that seemed to tell her, "I believe in you." The purple mare closed her eyes and steeled herself for inevitable.

Slowly, Twilight raised her tail. She bent her forelegs, arched her back and moved her rump up, revealing herself to the crowds and leaving nothing to imagination. She heard gasps, as she felt her swollen flower wink at everypony and open slightly, letting them all see deep inside the lavender mare. Biting her lower lip, she moved, letting the other side of the throne room see her. The ponies replied with gasps and unsure murmurs once again. Everypony was looking right at her. She raised her cute bottom higher, letting them all see a pair of tender teats and allowing them a better view of her flower's petals.

"The evidence before us is clear. The crown shall involve itself in this matter, as the situation truly is dire. Twilight Sparkle, approach," Celestia said in the monotonous voice, usually reserved for posh, political debates.

The purple unicorn turned instantly and galloped towards the throne, where she was met with an embrace and a soft nuzzle. She whined, impatiently and kissed the alabaster chest. Twilight rubbed her cheek against her mentor's regal coat and looked right into her loving eyes.

"Princess..." Twilight whispered, feeling a gold-clad hoof caress her frame. As she moaned softly into her mentor, Twilight noticed the golden aura surround her. Stifling a yelp, she felt herself rise up into the air. Celestia gave the aroused, lilac mare a short peck on the lips as she levitated her by, heading towards the throne. The princess put her student on the seat of Equestria's power, and used both her hooves to spread her two nimble legs apart. This position allowed the monarch an easy access to her student's winking treasure. Celestia used her magic to gently splay Twilight's supple lips open and took a moment to revel in the sight that welcomed her.

The solar princess saw the inner petals poke out shyly, wet and eager to be caressed. There was a small, kissable clitoris, twitching impatiently in anticipation. And the smell. The sun regent smiled and took a deep breath through her nose, allowing herself to enjoy this rare treat. Such a divine smell. She could not help herself.

Twilight let out a low moan, feeling her moist petals tended to with expert skill. She was never touched there by anypony, save herself on a few long evenings. Twilight yelped, feeling Celestia give her button a playful lick. She whined impatiently, and felt the princess kiss, and nip on her love, making her squirm on the throne.

Her royal highness set her horn ablaze as she used her magic to begin moving Twilight's horn inside herself. It started slowly, and steadily increased its pace, ravishing the inside of the royal love tunnel, tuned to respond to the princess' urges. Twilight whimpered, as she felt it move quickly back and forth - combined with Celestia's strong muscle tending to her delicate folds, the normally quiet, bookish mare voiced a continuous stream of moans and yelps.

Twilight heard herself scream Celestia's name, she felt her own hooves move down and shove the royal muzzle right into her needing love. She vaguely registered ordering her teacher to raise her tail and show everypony gathered what a dirty little mare she was. Twilight almost didn't notice the ethereal tail float up, and the stunned gasps from their audience that followed. It seemed like the secret was now in the open - everypony noticed her horn riding the princess. The royal posterior was now twitching slightly with each thrust, sending a trail of liquid down the perfectly toned, alabaster leg to finally pool on the red carpet. It didn't seem to matter any more. Lost in the ocean of kisses, licks, thrusts, touches and nips, Twilight found herself exploring a new kind of summit, one she never before thought possible to traverse. She registered her own face scrunch up as she pulled on Celestia's mane, hard. She felt the princess moan into her love mound, she heard her catch ragged breaths and yelp, lost in throes of passion along with her faithful student.

Then, finally, it registered somewhere, that princess Celestia, her royal highness and regent of the sun, screamed her students name as she pulled her into a tight embrace. Twilight could feel her heart beat erratically, her muscles spasm, and soft cries that escaped her royal muzzle for what seemed like hours. Barely noticing her surroundings, Twilight felt her horn slip out of Celestia and fall somewhere on the carpet. She didn't care any more. Twilight squeezed the white, warm pony with her hooves.

It all seemed so silly in retrospect.

Sweepy Shine witnessed the whole event from his vantage point in one of the side entrances to the throne chamber. He stared forward, trapped in a new, weird kind of serenity.

He blinked, witnessing the universe reveal all its secrets.

Sweepy moved through the stars, and saw the worlds die. He saw suns explode into supernovas, and new planets form, giving birth to entire new species and civilizations. He found himself all powerful, and all knowing, his only task to witness the marvels of creation.

He had a lot of drinking to do that night.