The Ultimate Twimac Story

Twilight Sparkle, the beautiful librarian of Ponyville, was hard at work on her latest assignment to Princess Celestia.  She knew how important it was to make her mentor proud and the value of hard work; that’s what made her Celestia’s number-one student!  Twilight was not only arguably the smartest and most magically skilled unicorn in all Equestria, she also had long flowing purple hair with a pink streak, long slender legs, beautiful eyes,  nicely-rounded breasts, and the cutest little flank you ever saw.  As Twilight worked on how to end all strife in Equestria, someone came into the library.  She looked up and saw that it was Applejack’s brother Big Macintosh.  Beautiful red coat with a body built like a god’s, gorgeous green eyes, long sandy-colored mane, a sprig of wheat in his mouth, wearing only a pair of overalls that showed off his manly chest-yes, that was Mac all right.

“Hello, Big Macintosh.  Did you come to check something out?”  Twilight asked him.

Big Macintosh took out the sprig of wheat and flicked it away.

“Eeyup.”

He leaned over the front desk and right into Twilight’s soul.

“I came ta check out the librarian.”

With that, he gave her a kiss that had enough power to put the Elements of Harmony to shame.  Twilight eagerly returned it, throwing her arms around her neck and savoring the sweet taste of apples on his lips.

As their tongues wrestled and their moans grew louder, Twilight crawled over the front desk and wrapped her legs around Mac’s tree-trunk like waist and clung to him like she’d never let go.  Mac’s one hand sifted through her silky long hair while the other went up her skirt and squeezed her firm little butt.

Twilight squealed and came up for air, gazing wildly into his eyes.

“Ooh, you’re a dirty boy, aren’t you?”  She said lustfully.

“Don’t blame me.  Blame yerself for bein’ the sweetest little filly in Equestria.”

With that, he carried her upstairs to her bedroom, set her down, and took off his overalls.  Twilight’s eyes widened as she looked at him in all his glory.

“Oh, sweet Celestia, how could the Earth be blessed with a god like this?”

Mac chuckled.  “Yer too kind.”

He kissed her again, pressing her close, letting the warmth of his naked body radiate onto her.  Breaking off, he lay on the bed.

“Dance for me, sweet thing.”

Twilight began gyrating as she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her pert breasts clad in a lacy white bra.  She tossed it aside and unfastened her skirt, letting it fall to the ground.  Rubbing herself and moaning, she removed her bra and panties, showing herself completely to Big Mac.

He smiled warmly, his member standing proudly between his legs.

“Now turn around and bend over.”  He told her.

Twilight did so and Mac began feeling up her backside, squeezing, stroking and slapping.

“You have got what’s probably the best flank in all Equestria.”  He told her.

With that, he pulled her up onto the bed and gave her another mind-blowing kiss.  He then entered her, making her moan as he filled her virgin pussy.  Then he began to thrust, making her scream in pleasure as she held onto him, loving every minute of it.

After orgasm number ten, the two lovers lay quietly, panting, stroking each other’s sweating bodies, and gently kissing their faces.

“Mac…those ten times were incredible…”  Twilight panted.  “I don’t know how this day can get any better…”

“How ‘bout if Ah asked ya ta be my bride?”  Mac asked her.

“Are you serious?”  Twilight squealed.

“Eeyup.  We could have Celestia marry us and we could raise a whole lotta little ones that’ll be as smart and beautiful as their mama, we could have it all.”

“Yes!”  Twilight cried, hugging him tightly.  “I want to have your babies!  I want to be with you forever!  I want to live happily ever after!”

“But before that, I still got enough steam in me for, say, a couple dozen more rounds.  Ya’ll up for it?”

“Yes!  Take me!  Ravage me like the beast you are, you handsome, savage…”

“Uh, Twilight?”

Twilight was abruptly snapped out of her fantasy by the sound of Spike’s voice.  She was sitting at her desk, pencil in hand and story in front of her.

“Are you okay?  Your door’s been shut and I’ve heard you moaning and hyperventilating for the past half hour.”  Spike informed her.

Twilight blushed furiously.  “It’s nothing, Spike.  I’m fine.”

Spike gave her a weird look and left, Twilight silently relieved that he hadn’t noticed her one hand between her legs.