Through purple, swirling mist, Twilight Sparkle saw her lithe, slumbering form, nestled against a warm, white shape. The sleeping pony let out a small, cute yawn as she pressed herself tighter into the alabaster alicorn's embrace. As the fog billowed and parted, Twilight saw a purple ear twitch and a smile appear on her own lips - Celestia was now looking at the dreaming, purple shape with love in her eyes. The slumbering mare pressed her cheek against the monarch's pristine coat, and let out a small sigh of happiness.

She looked upon the lovers from a distance, through mist, strangely calm despite this new, alien perspective. They lay on a large bed, in a chamber of white marble. Blue curtains decorated both sides of a tall, wooden door, now standing open, leading out to the princess' private dais from which all of Canterlot could be seen. The royal bedroom, Twilight reasoned, somewhere on the edge of consciousness. Lazy, warm rays of the morning sun fell onto the purple, sleeping form, making her coat shine and sparkle in the light.

Twilight looked beautiful, the disembodied consciousness heard herself think, immediately scolding her impudent mind for this unadulterated vanity. She took a better look at Celestia instead - the white alicorn was holding the small, sleeping unicorn in her hooves, looking at her with such love and devotion. A white wing extended, only to slowly caress a lilac cheek with a feather. Twilight saw herself twitch slightly, pawing at her own muzzle, trying to get the offending feather away. Celestia lowered her head and kissed Twilight's forehead, embracing her tighter.

As the white alicorn lovingly stroked her purple mane, Twilight noticed something. In the midst of the purple smoke and fog filling the chamber, radiating off the princess was an incredible aura of passion and feeling - golden threads of emotion danced slowly around the monarch, intermingling with her ethereal mane and tail, wrapping lovingly around the purple unicorn's sleeping form.

Trying to gasp at the beauty of this sight by instinct, Twilight saw the chamber darken - the purple mist billowed and swirled, clouding her vision and pulling her away from the two, embracing lovers. Feeling the consciousness slowly leave her, she remembered only thinking about her princess.

Twilight felt herself wake up. Almost instinctively, she yawned, opening her groggy eyes, and trying to shake off the last ghostly vestiges of the dream. Initially, a vast sea of white filled her vision. Then, slowly, details began to emerge. A bed, blue curtains, an image of the sun on a white flank, a long, regal, pearly horn, a pair of eyes that she could not resist getting lost in - they all came into focus as Twilight's heart fluttered, comprehending this sight and quickly arriving at the conclusion she desired so deeply. Celestia's private chambers.

The purple mare saw a beautiful, loving smile greeting her. Celestia's muzzle descended slowly, her divine lips silencing the unicorn's gasp. Twilight felt heat spreading through her body at the contact - she could scarcely believe this was happening, but felt such joy and happiness. She expressed her longing by inching forward, pressing her muzzle against Celestia's, hungry and yearning for more. Twilight opened her mouth slightly, feeling the sun monarch do the same, and whimpered with pleasure as she felt the broad, strong tongue invade her muzzle. So warm and soft. She felt it dance and play, caressing her and teasing, prompting the purple mare to respond and repay the favor.

Twilight started moving her own tongue, shyly at first, tasting and probing Celestia's, tasting her and then moving inside the royal mouth. As the minutes slowly passed, the purple mare began acting more decisively, confidence blossoming inside her as she toyed with her ruler's strong muscle. Then, they both wrestled and played, swirling around and uttering soft, stifled moans into each other's muzzles.

After what felt like hours, the mares finally slowed down, letting their tongues say a passionate farewell. At long last, the lovers stopped and parted their muzzles. Both mares stared at each other with lustful eyes, panting, and feeling their hearts beat without abandon. They sat quietly, both of them, unable, or perhaps unwilling to break this serene moment. Finally, the alabaster monarch spoke.

"Good morning, my love," she said, breaking the spell of silence and moving her lips into a loving smile. She pulled the unicorn in, moving Twilight once again into a tight embrace. She caressed the purple coat and slowly stroked the unicorn's mane, placing kisses on her student's head. Celestia listened for the purple mare's heartbeats, the lavender unicorn's breaths quickening as the sun monarch pressed her snugly to her warm, alabaster coat.

"H-hello, princess," Twilight hummed happily, wishing for this moment of peace and serenity never to end. The princess stirred, releasing the purple unicorn and laying down on the soft bed. The lilac mare could only stare; Celestia's divine flanks, so perfectly toned, waiting to be caressed; her lustrous, alabaster coat, shining slightly in the morning sun; her billowing, ethereal mane - it was all there, just waiting to be experienced, touched and tasted.

With an uneasy whimper, feeling arousal sneaking into her mind, Twilight moved towards the sun regent and after a moment of consideration, descended towards her flank. She saw the cutie mark, the perfect sun, shining brightly - the undimming symbol of hope and life. The lithe unicorn wondered how would it taste. Feeling a pair of anxious eyes on the back of her neck, Twilight started nipping on the royal flank. She could feel Celestia gasp and tense a little with each tease, sometimes even uttering a stifled moan.

Feeling a bit of determination and courage pool inside her, Twilight moved the royal leg out of the way. Two shapely teats, each crowned with a white, perky nipple, weaved with each of the sun goddess' breaths. Below, nestling in the forbidden valley, lay two immaculate, white lips, already swelling in arousal, parting slightly, almost like an invitation. From in between the two, shyly, out poked the inner petals of Celestia's flower, covered in liquid arousal that glistened in the morning sun. Twilight whimpered softly, unable to keep her composure.

Deciding to postpone the main course and the most pleasurable experience, Twilight sat in between Celestia's thighs, descending her muzzle to pay attention to the royal teats first. From up close the purple mare took a better look at them, slowly touching one with her hoof and marveling at how the princess tensed up and sighed in response. Teasing, Twilight moved both her hooves, slowly kneading the pristine white flesh, eliciting even more silent gasps and coos from Celestia. Twilight stuck out her tongue and gave one of the alabaster nipples a quick lick, making her princess squeak it excitement, unprepared for such ministrations.

Nipping and caressing both teats, Twilight watched her mentor closely, looking at the way she responded to various stimuli. She prodded and teased, finally coming up to one quivering nipple, standing at attention and shaking slightly with each hasty breath her majesty took. Twilight took it between her lips, rolling it and pulling on it, giving it a slight touch with her tongue - it seemed that Celestia loved this, as her loud moans now filled the chamber. Finally deciding to get a taste, Twilight suckled, hard, making the princess tense and whimper. Nothing came out though, prompting the purple mare to pull on the nipple once more, impatiently, before releasing it from her muzzle.

"Um... Do alicorns... Lactate...?" With a blush painted on her face, Twilight asked. Slow pants came in the answer, as her mentor stirred and moved up to look her student in the eye. The purple mare noticed that her majesty's mane was disheveled and billowing in all kinds of directions. She had never seen her teacher in such state, and the knowledge, that it was her who caused it, made the purple unicorn's cheeks redden even more.

"We do, though it is not something that happens very often, my love," spoke the crimson-cheeked Celesta. Twilight gaze dropped, her smile wavering for a moment, pretending to pout at these news. Catching this hint of disappointment, the sun monarch smiled. "Could it be that you wish to drink the ambrosia of a goddess?" Celestia spoke, making the purple mare tense up in embarrassment. Her princess suddenly seemed incredibly imposing, Twilight almost suffocated under the relentless, unyielding gaze. Then, as silver bells of the sun monarch's giggle chimed, the spell broke.

"There are spells that hasten the process, and even bring it about," Celestia spoke slyly, glimpsing at her student's face with mischief in her gaze. "Although it stands to reason, that compensation would be required, should I attempt to perform such magic, my beloved."

"Anything for you, princess," Twilight uttered, before even thinking. Celestia giggled once more and set her horn ablaze, sending out a tendril of magic towards both her own and the purple mare's teats, surrounding them in an aura of golden light. Twilight hissed sharply, feeling the magic make it's way inside her, caressing her and prompting the mare to utter a small moan of pleasure. As the arcane threads dissipated into the air, she could feel warmth spreading through her teats.

"Princess..." whispered Twilight, nuzzling Celestia's own supple mounds. They seemed larger, the purple unicorn noticed, slowly becoming aware of her own nethers, feeling a her mind demand satisfaction and pleasure with increasing force. Hazy images of the court visit slowly moved before Twilight's eyes, as the naughty thoughts brought back the memories. The lithe mare blushed, nibbling on a white teat hesitantly. "Did we really... In front of everypony?" The purple mare whispered, feeling her cheeks redden. "I-I mean... Is it alright for... Us... With you, being the princess, and me..."

"Twilight, my love," Celestia spoke with a soft voice, silencing her student, and looking at the unicorn fumbling shyly around her mounds. She stroked the purple mane and, with her bare, white hoof, slowly moved Twilight's head towards the alabaster nipple. The white alicorn moaned quietly, feeling a pair of purple lips close on it - she could only watch as Twilight closed her eyes and with a happy hum, started suckling on the divine nipple. This sight brought warmth to the royal heart.

Twilight felt something come out. Sweet, almost overwhelmingly so. Silky texture, but thick - it almost felt like honey. She moaned into Celestia's teat and sucked harder, wishing for more of this substance. Twilight drank thirstily from her teacher, feeling warmth and love spread from her tummy, sending small rivulets of pleasure down her spine.

"By now, the whole Canterlot should know that her royal highness, princess Celestia, had taken a consort," the white alicorn spoke in between soft coos and moans. "I have lived for a long, long time, my beloved student. Throughout the ages I have allowed many a lover into my boudoir. Some, I have courted in secret, away from the public's eye, some I took in broad daylight, wishing them to be seen and celebrated," said Celestia, smiling lovingly at the mare attending to a royal nipple. She felt her heart soar as two purple eyes turned to looked at her with a puzzled expression. Twilight released the nipple from her muzzle, a trail of golden milk connecting them for a moment, before breaking and staining the white coat.

"There is something I don't understand, princess. There are no records of you... And other ponies," Twilight forced herself to say, looking guiltily away. "There should be at least a passing mention, or a chronicle... Especially since you just said that... You... With them... In public," said the blushing mare.

"It has been almost a thousand years since I have taken a mate, my dearest," the princess spoke, as a sullen expression entered her visage. She turned her head, looking to the blue sky as sadness appeared on her face. "Suffice to say, that some things... Have been erased from history," she spoke and, after long silence, added, "especially during that time."

"Princess...?" Twilight said, troubled by the melancholy brought about by her questions. "Is everything alright?"

"Of course. Yes, everything is good," Celestia said, letting her expression brighten, but not enough to fool her inquisitive student. "There is no need to worry, my love."

Twilight propped herself up on her hooves and moved closer to her teacher, laying on her belly to belly so that the two mares looked directly into each other's eyes. Twilight looked at Celestia with concern. "Princess... Please, you can tell me. I-I know something is wrong. I can see it in your eyes," the purple mare spoke, touching the sun monarch's cheek with her hoof. "I'm here... For you. You can tell me everything," she added. A minute passed in silence. Celestia sighed solemnly, nuzzling the purple hoof, as if seeking strength from her student's touch.

"I will. I promise you that I will tell you everything. But not today. There is much darkness hidden in the past, my love. Wounds and scars that have never quite healed," the princess spoke, a tear making its way down her alabaster cheek. It was quickly kissed away by Twilight, who promptly pulled her mentor into a tight embrace. "I do not wish for this joyous day to be spoiled by an ancient mare, telling her old stories of times that should have been long forgotten," spoke Celestia, her words promptly silenced by a kiss. It was sweet and bitter at the same time. Tears of days long gone intermingled with the golden milk that tasted of what the present offers. Slowly, her royal highness felt herself relax and let go of old nightmares, only to be lots in the haze of overwhelming here and now. Celestia smiled, this time putting her heart to it.

"I believe my other teat is still waiting to be attended to, my beloved student," the alabaster mare spoke, her tears now dry, and new found joy budding in her heart. She felt a playful lick grace her nose, after which Twilight returned to her original position, nestled between the royal thighs. After stealing one more glimpse of her mentor's beauty, the purple mare took another nipple in her mouth, and hungrily started suckling once again, eager to taste more of the goddess' milk.

Celestia sighed happily as she felt Twilight knead her mounds with her nimble hooves, pressing firmly and tracing small circles. Feeling one hoof descent even lower, the princess could not help but to utter a pleasurable moan. Although busy with drinking every last drop of her teacher's nectar, Twilight started to play with Celestia's inner folds, now moist and swollen, awaiting pleasure and eager to be abused. She moved her hoof back and forth, slowly at first, gauging the sun monarch's reactions to this light teasing.

Wishing to elicit a proper response, Twilight bit down on the nipple and brushed against an alabaster clitoris. Celestia gasped loudly and cooed, lovingly stroking the purple mane with her hoof. The lilac mare responded with increasing her pace, making the sun monarch arch her back with pleasure.

"My dearest, most faithful student," spoke the soft voice in between gasps and coos. Celestia swallowed, panting and staring wide eyed at the ceiling. She whimpered and said, "why don't you take this- Oh!" The sun princess shut her eyes and moaned, her hooves pushing Twilight's beautiful head downwards. "This... Opportunity, to get yourself better- Nnngh!" Biting her lower lip, Celestia whimpered, now pushing her unrelenting student with a bit more force, begging her to give the royal garden a proper tending. "B-better acquainted with the royal treasury?" She finally finished, daring to glimpse at her student. Twilight's bright, smart eyes looked right back as a mischievous smirk appeared on Twilight's soft lips - she pulled on the alabaster nipple once more, then released it and left it to quiver silently, spilling some of the golden, royal milk.

Twilight moved slowly, marking her way with soft kisses and nips, heading down, toward's Celestia's love. She looked at the pair of white lips, now swollen and covered in sheen of lust and anticipation, glistening as they welcomed, no - begged, the purple mare to enter.

Whimpering at the sight, Twilight buried her muzzle inside her princess, licking and kissing, touching and tasting - wishing to experience her in fullest. Slight shivers and moans were not the only response the purple pony received - her royal highness was positively leaking, her sweet, liquid arousal making Twilight's thoughts hazy and sending her head spinning. Lost in this strange realm of fulfillment, hearing Celestia moan her own name, Twilight could only think about satisfying her lover.

Screams of passion filled the royal bedroom as Celestia tensed up and forcefully shoved her beloved student's muzzle deep inside herself. Feeling the little, inquisitive tongue do it's best, caressing and pleasuring her to the full extent of Twilight's abilities, the sun princess reached her summit, closing her eyes shut, stretching out her majestic wings and uttering one last, throaty moan of passion.

Outside, the sun blazed in all it's glory, burning with vigor and passion. The sky was without a cloud, clear and vibrant all over the pony lands. As the princess gasped for breath, cooling down and coming down from her peak, the glowing orb settled down its flames, returning to provide Equestria with its gentle, warm embrace.

"Princess...?" A quiet, unsure voice penetrated the soft cotton that filled Celestia's mind in the afterglow. The princess smiled, and sitting up on the plush bed, silenced her student with a peck on her lips.

"Hush, my love," she spoke, igniting her horn to surround her student with a golden aura. Twilight yelped with surprise as she flew up in the air and turned upside down so that her rump faced upwards, giving the princess a view of her student's needing treasures.

"S-sorry for bringing this up again... B-but.. A-aren't you worried about the public's reaction? You have always been... Like the sun - shining brightly, but also... Out of reach. Distant. And now it's... It's almost like you are a regular pony," spoke Twilight, feeling strangely confident after giving her princess an orgasm. There was only so much decorum and pathos she could bring herself to express with the memories of Celestia's moist passage still swirling in her head.

"My love... I am both the sun that is a pony and a pony that is sun. Sometimes I wander from one to the other, slowly changing through the ages, traversing thought the spectra," Celestia mused, placing kisses on her student's sweaty coat. "I have seen Equestria shift and change, morphing and evolving, always striving to become better." Celestia wrapped her hooves tightly around Twilight's midsection with a smile, catching both her student's hind legs in her embrace, which allowed her an easy access to the two large, lovely mounds filled with milk, and the moist, twitching flower. "There had always been one truth that remained unchanged," Celestia spoke as she cut her magic off, holding the unicorn upside down by her barrel and legs squished together, and making Twilight bury her face in the royal sheets.

"Throughout the ages, the ponies always stood as a reflection of their ruler, letting her heart and mind subconsciously sculpt the society as we know it. When my heart grew cold, so did my subjects', bringing animosity and turmoil to the masses," she spoke softly, giving her student's mind a history lesson as she gave her rose a wet kiss. Celestia ignited her horn, and surrounding her student's tail with golden magic, she tugged on it sharply.

"Nnngh," Twilight squeaked softly, trying to muffle her voice with the royal bed - that wonderful, wonderful pain was somehow interpreted as pleasure by her pained, aroused mind. "P-princess," she panted, trying to formulate her thoughts as well as enjoy the royal ministrations.

"When my mind grew clear, inquisitive and curious, the golden age of great sages and thinkers dawned, bringing Equestria into a time introspective thought, allowing philosophy to take its roots," explained Celestia, "And now, we stand at the precipice of social revolution once more," spoke the monarch, getting distracted by Twilight's full, shapely teats that jiggled softly with each ragged breath she took; it didn't take the sun princess long to lose her train of thought and latch onto a purple nipple to begin drinking milk thirstily from her student. With a smirk forming on the white lips abusing the sensitive bit of flesh, Celestia lit her horn once more, levitating over a small, stubby, lavender object from the nightstand. She moved it by the purple mare's eager love, bringing the tip towards the flower and dragging it along the moist opening.

A short gasp, followed by a stifled moan left the quivering mare's muzzle. Twilight berated herself for forgetting about her precious horn; it was now teasing her own, twitching rose. She let out a whimper, trying her best to move up and exert some more pleasure. The feeling on her horn left her gasping for breath; so much like the last time Celestia teased her, she felt the soft flesh brush up against its rough surface, making Twilight moan and squirm in the monarch's embrace.

Only this time, this was her own twitching flower assaulted by the horn, parting her delicate folds and slowly entering her moist cave. Twilight screamed into the royal sheets as two voices battled inside her head; one silently urging the princess to move, to stroke her horn up and down, to push it inside the trembling unicorn and start riding her like a stallion would a mare; the other, pleaded Celestia to go slowly, making Twilight's inner walls contract and hold the purple intruder in place, wishing to keep it in, warm and snug, filling her with this wonderful sensation.

As the horn started slowly moving up and down, Twilight let out another muffled scream. She was experiencing both worlds of pleasure; her mind was torn and split, feeling her soft, moist flesh coat her own horn in excitement, squeezing it lovingly and begging Celestia to go faster. She thrust her hips up and down and moved her head in opposite direction, instinctively trying to hasten the motions. And there was still the issue of the sun monarch drinking from her abused teats, switching a nipple from time to time, pulling on it and biting lovingly, making Twilight's screams even louder.

All pretense of gentleness was now gone - the purple mare wanted only herself, her own horn, riding her as fast and hard as it possibly could. She let out a throaty moan, feeling it disappear deep inside her, her own love tunnel twitching against it to hold it in place, sending shivers up her spine. Another scream - it was now almost out, only the tip remaining inside the shivering mare as its pearly surface glistened in the morning sun. Then, her horn plunged deep inside her rose once more, pressing up her cervix and making this wonderful feeling of fullness permeate the purple mare.

Celestia giggled into the supple teat and, suckling harder on a twitching nipple, squeezed the unicorn tighter in her embrace. The sun monarch felt her student twitch and spasm as she increased the pace of the purple horn ravaging her moist cave. Reaching out with her magic, Celestia grabbed the lavender mare's tail and yanked, hard, pulling it upwards, marveling silently at how Twilight's hind legs spasmed, trying to get themselves free from the alabaster alicorn's embrace.

The sun goddess pouted as she released her student's nipple from her muzzle. It twitched slightly, as if sad that nopony was paying attention to it any more. All the milk was now gone, lapped hungrily by the monarch. As her gaze traveled upwards, she noticed another wellspring where she would satiate her thirst. But first, her lecture had to continue.

"And now, my precious student, as desire and love fill my heart," Celestia panted as she spoke, "Equestria will respond once again; passion shall envelope my little ponies as they spread around joy and happiness. Society will reshape itself to hold sex as one of its sacred centerpieces, embracing it openly and moving it from a taboo into a public part of everypony's life," Celestia finished, her thoughts now hazy with desire. "Perhaps I let it dwell in obscurity and dark corners of ponies' minds for too long... 'Tis time for love and passion to reemerge, to reclaim their rightful place in Equestrian society," the alabaster mare whispered, descending upon her student's love.

With the horn relentlessly riding Twilight's quivering rose, now joined by a pair of hungry royal lips along with one strong, rough muscle, the lilac unicorn was getting louder as she neared the sacred release. The sun princess showed no sign of teasing this time, perhaps unwilling to subject her student to any more lovely suffering. Twilight yelped as her teacher lightly bit on her love button, her voice now transforming into a continuous stream of moans and screams - the summit of her pleasure was now only a few licks away.

Celestia suckled, abusing the tiny bit of flesh and smiled as the purple mare spasmed in her hooves. Allowing her student a gentle stroll down the slopes of mount release, she kissed lightly on the quivering folds, taking note of slight whimpers and moans leaving the muzzle of the exhausted mare.

The purple mist covered the world with it's lazy swirls once again. Serenity and peace filled her mind as she observed the door to the royal bedroom open slightly. There she was, the purple mare coming down from her peak. Celesta held her in a tight embrace, her thoughts and feelings surrounding both lovers with motes of golden light and luminous lines, like a silken web, entangling them and holding their hearts close.

Something else was happening, drawing her attention away from the lovers. A mare in a maid's outfit walked in backwards through the door, pulling in a trolley with a bucket, mops and various other cleaning implements. The world spun, the mists billowed and parted, allowing her into this curious place.

She saw the princess giggle; herself, look at the unfortunate maid with wide eyes; the mare notice, smell and comprehend what situation she interrupted.

And then she saw the maid.

The embarrassed mare lay bare before her eyes, threads of light surrounding her frame. She vaguely registered the maid utter a stream of apologies. That was of no importance - there was a disturbance in the kaleidoscopic lattice around her. She heard herself order the maid to stop her rushed retreat. She needed to investigate. A puzzled expression painted itself on Celestia's visage.

Touching the disturbance, a vision filled her view - the maid was now with a stallion. Both of them in throes of passion, making amorous advances towards one another, loving and caring for each other, providing comfort and a sense of belonging. Yet, something was amiss. She realized what, as the vision dissipated into billowing, purple fog.

She heard her own voice - she was speaking to the frightened maid.

"He will not admit it, but he doesn't like it... He wishes for your heart, he longs for it, and yet you are so hesitant to give it freely, stifling your own desire to be together, to know his love," the ethereal, soft voice rang through the bedroom, "When you use him only as a stress relief, he feels hurt. He loves you. Deeply. Let him take care of you, in more ways than just this one. Don't be afraid," whispered Twilight Sparkle, her eyes glowing softly with inner light, her tones dreamy and almost unreal, balancing on the edge of reality.

"Everything is going to be alright."

And then it was dark again.

Author's Note

Can you guess what do I have in store for our favorite, kinky student?