Double Wingboner Double Penetration

by bats

Rating: mature
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Comedy, Romance, Sex
Length: 2115

Rainbow Dash takes Twilight's new wings for a test drive. Clop, clop, cloppity, clop-clop-clop.

After the coronation and a long day of flying, Twilight wakes up and discovers winged-ponies can have certain embarrassing morning problems. Luckily Rainbow Dash is there to help her out. Shameless (and acrobatic) Clop, as in detailed descriptions of fictional ponies having sex.

Editing by Formerly Committed.

Published 2013-02-17 22:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-17 22:10:01 UTC

Double Wingboner Double Penetration

Twilight groaned as she swam blearily back into consciousness. The unfamiliar room that greeted her vision snapped her quickly into focus. She was in a guest suite at the castle in Canterlot. The events of the previous day began to wash over her as she rolled onto her back. The motion was halted halfway and a jolt of electricity raced up her spine.

Oh right. She had wings now.

They had been great so far. She had spent hours after the coronation ceremony the previous evening learning to control them alongside Rainbow Dash. The pegasus’ excitement had not abated over the course of the bureaucratic proceedings and she proved a patient and fun instructor. Flight had been an absolutely enchanting experience to the new alicorn and she had thrown herself into the lessons. It was well past sunset when she had stumbled back into the suite and passed out in a heap.

Now, though. Now they seemed to be stuck open. Sitting up in bed, she craned her neck to examine her fully extended wings. Try as she might, she couldn’t get them to go down, just wriggle them back and forth a little. As she did, they rustled the bedspread and another jolt ran up her spine. They were rather…sensitive. A shudder running up her back, she fumbled on her forehooves and fell backwards. A moan escaped her throat as her wings got trapped between her back, the bed, and a warm, soft body.

Oh right. Rainbow Dash had crashed in her suite after flying lessons.

The sleeping mare snorted, sitting up sharply. The two mares regarded each other quietly for a few moments. Twilight, still sprawled on the bed and looking over her shoulder, raised a bewildered eyebrow, silently pleading for answers. A subtle red spread across blue muzzle as Rainbow Dash’s eyes focused on two lavender wings prodding her in the chest.

“Erm. Rainbow Dash? Why, err, are my wings not folding up?” Twilight asked, unease coloring her voice. Rainbow remained silent, the red spreading further across her face. The princess watched two blue wings slowly rise off her friend’s back, mirroring her own. Struggling, she sat up, prodding her wings further into soft chest as she did so. Her gasps were covered by Rainbow’s own breathy intonations. She slowly scooted around and faced the daredevil. “Is, uh, is this normal?”

Rainbow Dash scratched the back of her neck, her eyes scanning the silk sheets. “Well…yeah. See, when a pegasus hits puberty, sometimes they get, uh…wing rigidity when they’re excited. Or when they first wake up.” Twilight thought her friend’s face was doing a fairly good impression of Big Macintosh’s coat color. “You, uh, get some control over it after a while.”

Twilight’s eyes were drawn to spread blue wings. They looked rather stiff. She felt heat rise to her face. “Oh…” She dragged her eyes to the same patch of sheets the daredevil was examining. “Well, this is embarrassing. How, uh, how do I get it to stop?”

Swallowing heavily, a nervous chuckle escaped Rainbow Dash’s lips. “Cold shower?”

Before she could help herself, Twilight asked, “Do you want the first one?” Rainbow flinched, her head whipping around to examine her back. When she turned around again, her magenta eyes were the size of pinpricks. She stammered uselessly for a few moments until a purple hoof settled over her mouth. “Don’t be embarrassed. It sounds like a normal autonomic response to stimuli. Can’t control your body chemistry, Rainbow.”

The pegasus settled back on her haunches and expelled a sigh of relief, but sheepishly tapped her forehooves together. After a long pause, she squeaked out. “I, uh, really like your wings, Twi’.”

Twilight blinked. If it were possible, her wings grew even more stiff. After another pause, her voice came out as a whisper. “Is there a more fun way to get rid of this?” A sly smile spread across her face. “For both of us?”

Rainbow looked up quickly, rose eyes meeting violet, searching for confirmation. A smirk cracked her face and she lunged into the purple alicorn. Twilight’s lids slid shut as she was pinned to the bed, the pressure on her wings driving her to squirm. A groan rumbled into Rainbow’s mouth as their lips met. Purple hooves shot into multicolored mane, drawing the pegasus deeper into the kiss. Both of their mouths parted at the same time, their tongues dancing with the same speed and vigor of Rainbow Dash’s forehooves exploring Twilight’s body.

The alicorn ran her hooves along blue wings, rustling through feathers. Rainbow’s back arched and she broke the kiss, a soft cry forced from her throat. Twilight grinned and increased the force of her ministrations, relishing in the moans drawn from her partner. Not one to be outdone, Rainbow thrust her hooves into lavender feathers. Their lips met again and they traded vibrations across their muzzles. Strength slowly bled from the blue mare’s hindlegs until she collapsed onto Twilight’s chest, giving the purple pony better access to her sensitive limbs. Twilight’s hindlegs wrapped around blue haunches and drew them closer, redoubling her efforts with her tongue and hooves. Sensing the loss of the imagined competition imminent, Rainbow lunged sideways and caught the tip of her lover’s right wing in her mouth.

Twilight gasped, her forelegs flying to her sides to tightly grip the satin sheets. She writhed under the athletic mare, a steady stream of heated pants escaping her muzzle. The heady musk of their shared excitement reached her snout and she bucked her hips. Rainbow slid forward along her body and she bit down on exposed blue neck. Her hooves flew back into feathers.

Rainbow groaned around the downy limb in her mouth, sucking and teasing gently with her tongue. Her left hoof worked its way down a purple side, settling over Twilight’s haunches and massaging her cutie mark. The alicorn beneath her began to thrust rhythmically against her stomach, her own hips matching the tempo and grinding back in response.

Laying one last lick across the rigid wing, Rainbow leaned away from the steady nibbles on her neck and caught Twilight’s half-lidded gaze. The mare was flushed and panting, her mane a wild swirl of indigo, violet, and pink on the bed behind her head. Large purple wings framed her body, erratically twitching as she writhed in the sheets. “Dear Celestia, you’re beautiful,” she breathed, her voice pitched an octave lower than normal. The mare flushed deeper and pegasus smirked. “Since you’re a princess now I can say ‘dear Twilight, you’re beautiful,’ huh?”

“Just shut up and touch me.”

“By your command, my princess.” Rainbow saluted and darted her head into lavender neck, trailing nips and sucks down Twilight’s chest with maddening slowness. The alicorn’s legs spread wide as her knees hit the base of blue wings and Rainbow continued her descent. Twilight’s breathy moans took on an edge of desperation as she arrived at parted, glistening lips.

The princess shuddered as she felt the warm, wet, strong muscle of Rainbow’s tongue slide slowly up her marehood. She arched forward with a cry escaping her throat, hooves flying into chromatic mane and gripping tight. Rainbow’s eyes shot open as she was pulled muzzle deep in delicious folds and she found herself staring at flared purple wings. An idea wormed its way into her mind.

It was a myth. It was impossible. An old pegasus tale. Nopony could actually do it, right?

Rainbow Dash did like challenges.

She slowly withdrew from Twilight’s quivering slit, darting her tongue in with several drawn out, lingering slurps as she pulled back. Her eyes were bright as she smirked and asked, “Hey Twilight, wanna try something?” At Twilight’s questioning but eager look, Rainbow flipped the alicorn over on her stomach. “Hold still.”

The pegasus got to her hooves, her dexterous mind quickly planning the feat she was about to attempt like a stunt flying trick. She stood on her hindlegs and gripped Twilight’s rigid wings between her knees.

“Rainbow Dash, what’re you—”

“Gimme a minute.” The daredevil extended her forelegs over her head and slowly leaned backwards. Glad to have a stretching routine as part of her usual workout regimen, she set her hooves on the bed in a full back bridge. Her own stiff wings brushed up against the base of Twilight’s tail. “Okay, hard part’s over. Arch your hips up a little, Twi’.” With slow and deliberate care, Rainbow lowered her back further to the bed, feeling the tips of her feathers glide down the alicorn’s firm rump. She could feel the heat pouring off Twilight’s sex on her wings and she shivered in delight. She gently eased both wings against the mare’s entrance

Picking up on the idea, Twilight pushed up off the bed with her forehooves, arching her back and wings up towards Rainbow Dash. Slowly and carefully, they slid their wings into each other at the same time.

Pleasure raced through both of their bodies, arcs of heat shooting from wingtips to marehood in violent bursts. They arched and relaxed their backs in sync, driving wings in and out in lust-slicked thrusts. Their raw and throaty cries echoed through the room, growing louder as their rhythm gradually increased.

A tension grew in Twilight’s core as she thrust her back, a heat burning hotter and hotter as her tongue hung from her open jaw. The soft feathers inside of her, sliding in and out, was an overwhelming sensation on its own. Combined with the feeling of Rainbow clenching and unclenching with her own thrusts and warm moisture running down her primaries, Twilight found herself losing all rational thought. She mewled like a wild animal between pants, her release growing tantalizingly close.

Rainbow Dash’s hooves shook terribly. She breathed deeply between her involuntary cries, focused on not falling, on not losing this test of will and lust. She increased the speed of her arching thrusts, pushing her muscles to their limit.

Twilight’s climax rolled across her spine in waves. She cried out savagely, inarticulately, her back spasming as pleasure cascaded through her body. On trembling forelegs, she forced herself to stay upright, weakly pushing back against Rainbow’s thrusts.

The alicorn’s desire washing hot and wet over her feathers pushed Rainbow Dash over her own edge. She gushed down purple wings as she howled, her back twitching violently from the extended stretch and rolling climax. Rather than abating, her pleasure seemed to grow, the ebbs and flows increasing in intensity with each desperate cry. A flash of white filled the room, a thundercrack driving Twilight’s eyes shut tight. The alicorn collapsed onto the bed, sore and wet wings folding gently against her sides. She rolled onto her back, strained breaths shaking her frame. Rainbow Dash was gone.

The mare sat up, eyes wide and searching for her lover. After several long minutes of still silence, she wrapped her forelegs around her knees and felt worry settle over her spine. ‘Where’d she go?’ she thought desperately, ‘What happened? Did she leave?’

Before full-blown panic could set in, Twilight was blinded by another flash of light. A hovering red lightning bolt settled on the bed before her and resolved into the shape of a pony. Magenta eyes regarded her fondly below a sky blue horn. “R-Rainbow Dash?”

The blue alicorn scratched the back of her neck with a hoof, grinning sheepishly. “I, err, saw Princess Luna. Apparently I did something that’s never been done before...so, I’m apparently the Princess of Sex now?” She shrugged and spread her wings, revealing their new curve and increased span.

Twilight bit her lip, violet eyes darting back and forth between wings and horn. She flinched and looked behind her. When she turned back, a smirk was on her lavender face. “My wings seem to be stiff again.”

Rainbow Dash, Princess of Sex, grinned hungrily and lunged.

Author's Note

Well, I prove myself to be a liar in at least four ways by writing this (for the public record I've said previously: I'd never use wingboners in a fic, never write a story where a character becomes an alicorn, I didn't plan on ever writing clop again, and I had no plans on writing an Alicorn Twilight story in the near future. That last one was said less than a full day ago). Ah well, sometimes an idea strikes you and you find yourself unable to not write it. This was the result of a spur of the moment troll comment I made towards Echriedz and within twenty minutes I was writing.

Hope you can get a laugh or two out of it at least.