1: Rarity's Unrequited Love
Rarity awaited the arrival of somepony she had been longing to see for quite a while. She sprayed her best perfume. She had to smell perfect for the one she had truly longed for since they first met. There had to be some connection between them on a deeper level, after all, the one she loved had done so much more than they had to.
There was a knock at the door, and Rarity smiled a wide smile white to match her coat. She fluffed her hair to make sure it was ready for what she had in store, then headed downstairs to answer the knocking. Before her was none other than the purple pony that she had fallen in love with so long ago.
She beckoned her friend inside. “Do come in, Darling. I just wanted to make you feel at home before we begin.”
“Oh, I’ll always be comfortable,” Twilight said, trotting over to the pearl unicorn’s side, “As long as I’m within your grasp.”
The door shut, Twilight no longer held herself back. She planted her amethyst lips to Rarity’s. When they broke from their kiss, Rarity gasped for breath.
“I knew you were good with magic, but I didn’t know you were good with that kind of magic,” the alabaster one said. She could feel the warmth grow between her legs, and there was a wet sensation that she had every night in bed, awaiting the night when she would share it with the violet one before her.
And that was tonight.
“I… I’m soaking already,” Twilight said, pulling out a fragrant hoof from between her legs. “I suppose it’s because I’m new to this…”
“It’s alright, Twilight,” Rarity said, cantering off to a closet that she kept hidden behind a few mannequins with eternally unfinished designs. In this closet were the things she kept closest to her equine heart. Or at least, her loins. The desire that flowed through her overrode all the lady-like mannerisms and repertoire she had built up with Twilight through the years. She pulled out something that she was sure would excite the both of them.
“Uh, Rarity?”
“What is it darling?”
“I know I read up a lot about this visit, but I don’t think I’ve ever read about needing bridles.”
“Just relax, Twilight,” she said, fitting the device into Twilight’s mouth and returning to the closet. She levitated up some rope, then beckoned Twilight to follow her. Without much else she could do, she acquiesced, heading up the stairs to the silk-lined bed in Rarity’s room. Without further prompting, Twilight climbed onto the bed and rolled onto her back, revealing the fleshy hole in her plot that was dripping wet.
The odor in the air intoxicated Rarity as she bound the rope around Twilight’s forelegs, around the posts of her bed, and to the hind legs. There was a muffled sound from Twilight’s mouth, as the bridle halted any words before she could complete them.
“This is exactly what I wanted to do, Twilight,” Rarity said, climbing onto the bed over top of her willing, yet captive, partner. The look on the amethyst pony’s face melted from confusion to pleasure as Rarity placed her tongue at the base of her horn and slowly rubbed up toward the tip. When she made it to the top, the bottom pony let out a moan that was only partially stifled by the implement in her mouth.
“That’s it, Darling, feel the pleasure. Let it take you to places you never knew existed… places that only I can take you,” she said, before running her tongue all the way up her partner’s horn again. Responding with another loud moan, Twilight was lost in the pleasure that Rarity gave her. As Rarity hovered over the horn and licked it again, there was an even louder moan, and the scent that wafted up from between the legs of Twilight told her that she was hitting the spot. She wrapped her whole mouth around it and sucked with all her might, making sure to keep her tongue moving across the twisted bone form, feeling every inch of it. It wasn’t long until she felt the magic resonance that she knew was going to come.
Pulling her mouth off of it, she put her hoof to it and rubbed it vigorously. This was certainly going quicker than she had hoped, but Twilight was a newbie when it came to these matters. Within seconds, magical sparks flew around the room and Twilight’s whole back arched violently up, straight into Rarity’s chest. While it made her gasp suddenly, Rarity hadn’t had any pleasure from the experience so far.
She knew the next step, which would prepare Twilight for the final step, but it seemed that her lover was exhausted. She would have to do all the work, and she was okay with this. Twilight was new to this, and she wouldn’t know all the tricks yet.
“Twilight, you need to be awake to learn from this experience, Darling,” Rarity said, planting a kiss on the purple pony’s cheek. There was a grumble from behind the bridle, but Twilight’s eyes were drooping because of the pure pleasure from her horn.
Rarity shifted her body that she could plant her snout in Twilight’s plot hole. From the moment that her tongue first rubbed on her clit to the moment that it reached the top, Twilight arched and shuddered. The ropes only held so tight, and she wormed in the little bit of slack she had.
She mumbled through the bridle, but Rarity knew what she was saying all too well: “Oh, Rarity! I don’t ever want you to stop!”
“Oh, I’m not ready to stop yet, Darling,” Rarity responded, dragging her tongue across the entire length of her partner’s slit. “Now, we move on,” she said, acknowledging the soaking pussy of her friend, ready to finish this off. The look in Twilight’s eyes showed a mix of anticipation and anxiety. She wasn’t sure what the last step was.
With a calming breath to steady her excitement, Rarity aimed her horn carefully for the hole. The purple victim arched her back so violently that she moved Rarity when she did, causing her horn to hit even more nerves, and almost overwhelming her with pleasure. With even heavier breathing and almost labored movement, Twilight tried to take things a little slower.
Though she could move a little with the slack in the lines, Rarity had already found the spot inside her. She knew what was going to happen, but her feral urges only drove her on, despite what was going to happen. She started rhythmic motions with the intent of pleasing herself and the one she was, in a way, tormenting, but the pleasure overwhelmed Twilight and her inexperience. That, and Rarity was rubbing her G-Spot.
What happened next was Rarity’s own fault: Twilight let out the loudest sound she had made all day as a fountain gushed its way past Rarity’s horn and straight into her hair. Rarity knew that this would take hours of conditioning to remove the peculiar smell so as to not raise suspicion from the other ponies, but the urges inside her drove to continue without care for what happened to her lady-like beauty. At this point her horn was starting to gather the magical energy it would release, but Twilight was well past finished. In fact, she was only half there as the pleasure rendered her practically limp, held up only by the ropes binding her to the posts of the bed.
Rarity continued her motions until it finally came, about a minute or two later. The magical sparks ignited inside of Twilight, hitting every nerve in a surge of pure, magical ecstasy. If she weren’t in such an exhausted state, she would have moaned again. As it stood, though, this experience had rendered her almost completely vegetative.
Now dripping wet, but with at least some release, Rarity unbound the ropes tying up Twilight, only to have her land roughly on the bed soaked through with the juices of their lovemaking.
“Oh, Celestia,” Twilight said when Rarity removed the bridle, “I cannot express how much I love you, Rarity. Spike has nothing on my love for you!” She rolled over, bearing her back to Rarity, who cuddled up to her lover and lied in bed with her. Together, they fell asleep, to spend Luna’s magnificent night wrapped in each other’s hooves.
Rarity awoke, happy with herself, the smell of last night’s love still in the air… but there was something missing. Twilight. Rarity found herself under the covers, with her blindfold on, and the only dampness on the bed was located between her own legs. It had been a dream. A live, ever-so-realistic one, but nevertheless, a dream. She could feel the tear form in her eye as she realized that the purple pony that she loved so much would never love her the way she wanted so badly.
She turned to the next best thing: the mechanical drone standing in the corner that Rarity had built to replace the piece of her heart that Twilight always took with her. “Twilight, Boot,” she commanded with disappointment in her voice.
“Goo. D. Mor. Ning. Rar. It. Y. I. Love. You,” it said as the gears starting to whir and it stepped out of the corner of the room.
“Can. I. Play. To. Day. Rar. It. Y?” asked another mechanical voice.
“No, Sweetie Bot, now go downstairs and await your friends.”
“Yes. Most. Per. Fect. Sis. Ter. Of. All. Time.”
As Sweetie Bot went downstairs, Rarity knew there was only one to distract her from the hole in her heart. “Come here, Twilight. I have needs.”
2: Pinkie Tastes Like Bubblegum
“I love Twister!” Pinkie exclaimed. This Pink Party Pony had seen this game so many times before. Only, she knew she would remember this particular session so much more. The scent of the candles wound its way into her nose, up her nostrils, to her brain, which sent the signal straight to her loins, which in turn, moistened.
“We do too,” Celestia said, setting the spinner a little closer to the game board. “I suppose one of us will have to be the spinner, being magical and all.” The scent wafting from the candles sent shivers down Pinkie’s spine as she only wanted to fulfill these feelings that were arising in her.
“Front right, yellow,” Princess Celestia announced, placing hers on the far end of the mat. Luna quickly took the one next to her sister. Cadence took the third, and Pinkie resolved to take the fourth. There, all in height order, they planned their next moves.
“Back right, green.” Celestia gave a small chuckle as she, with the extension of her legs compared to all the other ponies, reached the far corner. This caused Pinkie to fight for the position next to her, but lost it to the other pink pony at the party. Cadence could only smile as party pony was forced to squeeze under her. Pinkie knew just the thing for payback when she felt the sweet juices drip from behind the Princess of Love. Perhaps Pinkie could show her a thing or two about Love.
Before Princess Celestia could spin again, Pinkie pushed her hips up surprisingly quickly into the rough region where she figured she would hit Cadence’s vulva. She was rewarded by a gasp from the pony, but instead of the surprise and loss of mental capacity for the moment, as Pinkie had hoped, Cadence pressed her mouth to her neck. With warm breath and a soft touch with her tongue, Pinkie shuddered and nearly collapsed with the pleasurable sensation that was sent through her, one wave for each press of the tongue.
After a few rounds of tender kisses on the Earth Pony’s neck, Cadence took a breath to say, “The rumors are true... she does taste like bubblegum.” With a smile, she pressed her mouth back to Pinkie’s neck. Luna, who knew where this was going, broke from position and placed her mouth across Pinkie’s back to the other side of her neck. Though Pinkie could keep herself going for a while, she knew that she was going to burst quickly if this kept up at this rate.
Of course, she couldn’t formulate a plan in the middle of so many stimulations at once. She had only one chance, and she had to trust her hooves to do it right. She let it wander on its own across the Crystal Empress, finding the far side of her neck, and rubbing it with tender care. She had actually learned this technique when hanging out with Fluttershy, learning a thing or two about pressure points. It was just a little more probing that found that most mares had a ‘pressure point’ of sorts across their neck. Sure enough, the Princess of Love pulled herself off the party pony to gasp in pleasure.
Pinkie had one more problem: Luna was also very skilled at caressing her neck with her tongue, and there was no way she could outlast them like she was sure she could with this going on like it was. She was able to think with a little more of her hyperactive mind. It was able to concoct a plan, and it was the perfect one. As she led Luna through the motions, she rolled under the Night Princess, and lifted one of her back hooves up to grace the presence of her lover’s twat. The sudden contact surprised Luna, and made her pull back, if only for a moment.
In that moment, though, Pinkie observed, as in slow-motion, the Princess of Day reach her nose down to the now-exposed center hole in her plot. With a slide of the tongue, Pinkie let out a gasp that she reserved for the greatest of moments in her life.
Cadence, not willing to let the Pink Pony off the hook, pressed her own pussy into the pink pony’s face, prompting her to grace her with the pleasure. Pinkie could only naturally drag her tongue so slowly across the Sunset-Colored princess’s clit, racking her with unacknowledged feelings of pleasure that it seemed that Shining hadn’t given her for a while.
With all three Alicorns teaming up on her like this, she felt it was little unfair for the guest of the party to be doing all the work, but she knew how to change that. Pulling her right hoof from Princess Luna, who gave a glare and stopped on Pinkie’s neck, she pressed her back thighs across Celesita’s horn. This surprised the Alicorn. Slowly, Pinkie flexed her legs to rub the Princess’s horn, while driving her tongue into Cadence’s love-hole.
Luna looked a little disappointed, before realizing that Pinkie had two hooves free. She spun around and positioned herself carefully before using her levitation on her hoof to direct it straight to her own clit. Pinkie’s brain only knew what to do so well from there. With all three princesses gasping with pleasure, Pinkie wasn’t too sure how long before she herself would gush.
Before she could ponder that, though, there came small sparks from between her legs. Pinkie would have almost yelped as the magic hit her stomach, causing pure pleasure to radiate from there. It wasn’t long before her mind was too clouded to realize that the magic had unwillingly be brought out from the Princess’s horn, the product of such tender care. Spent, Celestia fell to her side with a significant ‘thud.’ She was gasping hard for breath, but wasn’t sure how she could regain it at this point.
Pinkie was about to burst herself, but she wanted to hold out. With only Luna kissing her neck, she knew she could last longer. How would she make Luna go? She was already doing everything she could to light up Cadence, but it only seemed to go so far.
Then there was a sound that Pinkie could only describe as something magically appearing. It landed with a soft ‘thunk’ over in the direction of Celestia, who, as Pinkie was now noticing, had gotten unsteadily back to her feet, clearly wracked with pleasure. She levitated a scroll that laid across the floor.
“I think you know what we should do with that, Aunt Celly,” Cadence said. The tone was unvaried and almost bored, and Pinkie feared that amidst all her ‘party’ experience, she couldn’t complete Cadence. She would have to work harder to make her friend smile.
The princesses had all stopped in their tracks to look at what to do with the scroll, before Celestia, almost drunkenly, rammed it into Cadence’s pussy. With rhythmic motions, Celestia screwed Cadence with the scroll, and that left one idea for Luna and Pinkie. With a wink to one another, they flanked Cadence on both sides, softly approaching her neck while Celestia continued the spell levitating and fucking Cadence.
Then another magic sound, and not the one that Pinkie wanted to hear.
There, lying on the floor over by the bed was what looked like a tail. Twilight’s tail to be specific.
“Hey, Pinkie,” Cadence spoke, “you should totally put that tail on.”
Wanting to make her friends smile, Pinkie agreed, attaching the tail to her upper hindquarters before cantering over to the princesses again. All of them were giving her a stare as if she had just become the one pony in all of Equestria they all wanted to fuck senseless. While Pinkie had the same ideas about her friends from time to time, this was a little strange.
“So, you all love Twilight this much, huh?”
“Why do you think I liked to foalsit for her so much?” Cadence replied.
“She’s my most faithful student for a reason,” Celesita chimed in.
“She’s the one who saved me from myself. I owe her my life.” Soon after, fur began to fall from out of nowhere. The princesses quickly swooped in and licked all across Pinkie’s body. Since she was made of bubblegum, this made her sticky enough for the purple fur to stick to hers, tinting her fur, but the transformation was not yet complete. It would have to do, for now, though.
The Princesses roughly flipped Pinkie onto her back with their levitation. Celestia and Cadence taking turns planting kisses on this faux-Twilight’s lips while Luna went straight for the pussy. Between licks on her clit, inside her, and the soft kisses the Princesses were giving her, she wouldn’t last much longer. All three were working as fervently as they could, trying to take out all their sexual energy that had built up toward their beloved Twilight Sparkle.
Soon, Pinkie was wrapped in pleasure she only knew to describe as orgasmic, for that was what it was. Her body arched backward as it felt the truest pleasure in all the universe. Well, without drugs of course. Her mind went completely blank as the orgasm sped through her at the rate her mind normally thought.
Soon, there were quite a few noises, and a whimper as Pinkie noticed a group of books had appeared and landed on Celestia. She levitated one with the remains of her focus in such a state, only to find to her delight that it was a Harlequin novel. She almost gave a squee as she planted one in front of Cadence.
Soon, ink came falling out of the air, landing primarily on Pinkie, turning her a familiar violet color, and Celestia, turning her pink. The ink that landed on Luna didn’t show up at all, and what did on Cadence was unnoticed by the three others in the room.
Luna took to grinding her own pussy against Pinkie’s in this time, closing her eyes to think of her dearest Twilight, Pinkie supposed. It wasn’t long after that she finally collapsed, the floor dripping with the fluids of her love as well.
At this point, Cadence was being filled with the scroll, but that was it. The other three ponies were trying their best to work through their bodies’ exhaustion from their orgasms. Pinkie was the first to recover, but before she could resume placing kisses on the Princess of Love’s lips, a splash of water appeared in the air, landing swiftly on Cadence before a bucket also appeared, landing squarely on her head.
“I am wet, and not in the way I want to be!” Cadence shouted, almost slipping into her Aunt’s Royal Canterlot Voice, but preventing herself so as to not arouse suspicion from all the passersby of the castle. She looked almost pitiful standing there, bucket on head, water, not orgasmic juices, dripping from her, and a scroll hanging lifelessly from her cunt as Celestia laughed her head off. “I just wanted somepony that could actually get me off, but I guess that’s impossible.” Then a pillow fell out of the air, bouncing off the bucket on Cadence’s head before a rug fell too, draping itself across her body.
“Come now, Cadence,” Pinkie said, trying to cheer up the ever depressing princess, “I can still work with you.”
“That’s okay, Twili—I mean Pinkie,” Cadence replied, without even moving the bucket from her head. Soon thereafter, another scroll appeared. Cadence must have been familiar with the sound, because she immediately shouted, without removing the bucket from her head, “DOUBLE PENETRATION!”
Celestia levitated the scroll and made to break the seal, but Luna, now not quivering from her own orgasms levitated the scroll out of Celestia’s telekinesis and worked both scrolls.
“I seriously think we should read that. Twilight generally doesn’t send two letters in such quick succession unless it’s an emergency.”
“But Twilight’s right here,” Cadence said, too lost in the moment of Pinkie kissing her and Luna using the scrolls on her holes to realize that it was actually a purple Pinkie in front of her. Shrugging, Celesita knew there was only two ways to clear Cadence’s thoughts so that she could retrieve the scrolls. She trotted over cooly and moved the bucket, placing her lips around Cadence’s horn. With all three ponies working so hard on her, there was certainly no way that she could last much longer. Luna upped her game when her horn glowed even stronger, and Cadence started to moan. “When did—ugh—you learn—ohmy— orgasm magic?”
“When you are the Princess of Night, there are a lot of spells you pick up. Some that Mrs. Sun over there would never get to see.” There was a muffled scoff from Celestia, who at that specific moment had almost all of Cadence’s horn in her mouth. Celestia repositioned herself and placed her cunt directly on Cadence’s horn.
“Oh!” Cadence moaned, her voice finally portraying the excitement the rest of the party had already experienced. As the Princess of Love climaxed after it all, the sky went dark.
“Okay, Celestia, I know you can’t handle orgasm like the rest of us,” Luna said scoldingly, “but that’s no reason to let the sun go down before it’s due.”
“That wasn’t me,” she said with a wide grin on her face and eyes half closed from the raw pleasure of the magic that had been released in her. The ponies were all dismantled from their awkward positioning, and all reeling from their orgasms.
“Perhaps we should read these scrolls now, then?” Cadence asked, so quickly recovered from her orgasm.
“I think so.” They took the soaked scroll from Cadence’s pussy and the well, dirty scroll from her anus. “I’m glad I can levitate things at moments like this.”
