The Morning After by Midnight Shadow

The Morning After
the other sequel to “Tonight We’re Gonna Party Like It’s 999”

An MLP:FiM Clopfic by some pony who should feel ashamed of himself, of the worst type and oh my gawd you shouldn’t be reading it.

PS: If you’re reading this, Tara or Lauren, I’m so, so sorry. I’m so ashamed...go read one of my normal stories instead, they’re on EqD...avert your eyes! 18+! Maybe even 21+! You have been warned! You’re a bad pony for opening it and I’m a worse pony for creating it.

PPS: yes, this is trashy and over the top. What did you expect, really?

***
Twilight Sparkle opened her eyes. They hurt. Her head was thumping, her mane was a mess, she was sticky with...something...and...and...she was in a bed. A big bed. Not, and this was the key thing, not her bed.

“Oohh my head...that is the last time I drink. Ever.” she brought a hoof up to her forehead and rubbed it gently, “what happened last night?”

It was a rhetorical question, but a groan from her left helped answer, “last night? Last night you were wonderful.” said a voice, silken despite the thumping headache. Twilight turned - there in the bed was a purple winged unicorn, now once again fast asleep. The filly started snoring again.

“Ooohhh no...Oh my...”

There was a moan from her right and a delicate white hoof stretched languidly across her body, pulling her closer, “oh Twilight Sparkle...” mumbled Celestia, “you always were my favourite pupil...but who taught you that move?” she giggled in her semi-sleep and also started snoring, like a freightrain.

“That’s it, I’m dead...”

“I should think so, darlin’, after your performance last night!” said another mare, clambering out of bed wrapped in nothing but a nightgown, “if you ever, ever, want a rematch just let me know. Hex me some time, sugar!”

“What? Wait! where are you going? Who are you? Get back here!” Twilight’s voice trailed off

“Ooohhh no, sugar, I know who they want. You’re a very lucky filly - I know when to split.”

She turned, pertly placing a green hat over her auburn mane, and sauntered away, “When you’ve got those two screaming your name, you don’t need me to butt in. I’m not mad, but I know where I’m not wanted. You always were better than me at magic, and now you land yourself the two hottest fillies in Equestria...stupid, sexy Twilight,” the filly blew Twilight a kiss with her hoof, “you give Trixie a call next time you’re in town!” and she scooted, leaving Twilight with her mouth agape, stuck fast in the loving embrace of the two ruling monarchs of Equestria.

***

Aaah aah aah aah my little pony....

***

Twilight gave up attempting to escape. Celestia held her in a vice-like grip around her withers and Luna was entangled with her hindquarters. Both were stirring, Luna moaning with pleasure as she rubbed various parts of her silky-soft skin against Twilight’s anatomy. Celestia was mumbling things about ‘Twilight’s Sparkling Horn Attack’ and kissing her neck, alternating between that and nibbling an ear.

“Princesses...” Twilight tried to pull away from Celestia but only ended up cuddling closer to Luna. As she attempted to escape Luna’s grasp she ended up nestled deeper into Celestia’s hooves.

“Princesses?” said Celestia, waking up

“Big sister?” said Luna, and scooted to the other side of the bed before scooting back, grabbing Twilight, and pulling her away too.

“My dear little sister,” said Celestia, reaching a hoof for Twilight, “you can’t possibly think you could be the right one for Twilight? After all I’ve done for her? And for you?”

“Celestia my dear, old, sister - what in Equestria would you think Twilight would see in you? You’re a thousand years older than she is!”

“OLD? Why you...you’re a thousand years older than her too!”

“A thousand of those spent in stasis! I’ll have you know I’m eighteen. Just. And so is Twi. You’re a thousand and eighteen.”

“A lady never mentions her age!”

“You don’t because it’d take you too long...”

“GIRLS!” Yelled Twilight, then realised what she’d done. Blushing and stammering a bit, she eased herself out of the grasp of the two warring princesses and stood unsteadily on all four feet next to the huge four-poster bed. She could do this, she would be firm, kind, yet determined. If only the room would stop spinning...

“Dear Princess Celestia. Dearest Princess Luna...” she began.

“Dearest,” crowed Luna, sticking a tongue out.

“She said my name first...”

The two princesses started hoof-slapping each other, than started the mane-pulling and very soon it degenerated into name-calling and and shouting.

“Princesses!” yelled Twilight again, stamping both her front hooves three or four times

“She’s cute when she gets angry,” noted Celestia, winking

“Isn’t she though?” agreed Luna

“Shush! the pair of you! I am...I am going home. I’m tired. To bed. alone.” she added, holding up a hoof, “last night was...special...and I think we’ll all agree that we really, really, need to sleep on it before bringing it up again.”

Twilight turned around and staggered out of the bedroom, swaying unsteadily as she headed for the stairs. A blue and rainbow-coloured streak shot first past one window, and then in through another on the other side of the tower.

“Oh, hey Twilight!” Said Dash as she landed lightly on the stairs in front of Twilight. Twilight did her best to appear invislble, Dash carried on all the same, “Me an’ Flutter’ve been looking for you! That was an awesome party, even Pinkie agreed, and she’s like the queen of party ponies! So what happened to you? One minute you were singing karaoke with Luna and the next...”

“Twilight? Wait Twilight!” called Celestia from the room above.

“Don’t leave in such a hurry!” said Luna right behind her, they were fighting each other to get out of the door to the bedchamber.

POING! Dash’s wings shot up without her even knowing it. Twilight shook her head at getting a sudden mouthful of feathers and rolled her eyes, “Dash, put that silly tongue back in your muzzle and close your mouth, get a hold of yourself! It wasn’t like that!”

Celestia stalked imperiously past Dash after the retreating Twilight, barely deigning to register Dash’s presence. Luna looped the loop around Dash and whispered, “oh yes it was!” before speeding after Celestia, arguing all the way.

POING!

***

“Twilight! Twilight! Come out!”

“I won’t!” said Twilight from under the covers, “I’m never coming out! I’m staying in here, under the covers, in this bed, in the bedroom. Forever. And you can’t make me!”

There was a noise like BUUURRRRP and a flash of light, “Oh ho! I might not, but I know someone who can - you’ve got a message from Princess Celestia!”

“Oh dear...” said Twilight resignedly, gulping, it was probably a summons to court, or an order to study the Magic of Friendship in Froggy Bottom Bog...

FRRRRRRRRRUUUP!

There was another flash of light and a pained whimper from Spike, “I think...ow...I think Luna just sent you a message too...”

Twilight raised an ear, and a few seconds later opened her bedroom door to see Spike rubbing his backside.

“I...I didn’t know Luna could send letters like Celestia...”

“She can’t...the horror...flames...from...so much pain...”

“Spike, what are you..?”

“Her aim’s...a little off...excuse me..I’m going to go sit in a bath of cold water...ow...ouch...ooh...”

Spike limped away, he hadn’t even opened the letters. Wasn’t that part of his job? Twilight thought for a moment about calling him back, but then she thought better of the idea...plausible deniability at least. She lifted the scrolls with her magic and similarly unrolled them. The one from Celestia with an imperial red ribbon. The one from Luna with a regal purple. They both were ordering her presence. Not even asking. The nerve! Twilight stomped down to her library and threw book after book off the walls until she found the one she wanted, flipped through it with her magic to the correct section and read and re-read the offending lines. the book on Equestrian Law was quite clear on these things, the two princesses co-ruled Equestria. She had been ordered. She had to go.

“At least they’re not asking me to come at the same time and same place!” she said to herself, as Celestia had ordered her to the lake just outside of Ponyville in the late afternoon, and a few hours later Luna had ordered her to a little cafe in a village halfway to Hoofington, though thoughtfully had offered a chariot pulled by pegasi to get there.

***

My Dearest, most favourite pupil, Twilight Sparkle,

began the letter, Twilight snorted as she ran to her appointment, remembering the contents, “laying it on a bit thick wasn’t she?”

I hope this missive finds you in good health, and I, Princess Celestia of Equestria, hereby do declare that to further fulfill the duties I have placed upon you, your presence is required at Ponyville Lake this eve when the clocks strike six.

Come Alone,

Your Faithful Princess,

Celestia Of Equestria.

Twilight rounded the bend, huffing and puffing in her winter garb. It struck her that she was feeling a bit toasty for some reason, which was odd in the middle of winter...

“What in Equestria?” she pulled up short and stopped, breath no longer misting in the air as before her was no wintry, ice-covered scene, but full summer. Not a hint of snow surrounded the lake, the waters were the purest blue, and the sand glistened in what appeared to be summer sun.

“Oh good grief...” said Twilight under her breath, shrugging out of the now-unnecessary winter garb as she neared the shore. There was a tent, quite big, square, with the royal seal of Celestia on the side, two well-dressed and observant pegasus guards standing duty outside the entrance. They bowed to her, to her! Twilight rolled her eyes and trotted past them. Truth was she couldn’t have met their gaze if she’d wanted, not without her knees giving out.

The inside of the tent was opulent and spacious, cushions strewn around and fancy shag-pile carpets on the ground, and there, in the center of it all, reclining at just the right angle to let the late afternoon sun strike her glowing horn, reclined Celestia.

“Why, Twilight,” said Celestia, getting easily to her hooves, her flowing mane surrounding Twilight like the caress of a silky lover, “how wonderful of you to join me.”

Oh brother, thought Twilight to herself, here we go...

“It’s my pleasure, Princess Celestia,” said Twilight, bowing carefully on one hoof.

“Oh, it will be...my little mule.”

Twilight’s ears shot up, how could she...how could she know about that?

“Ah-aah my dear, dear subject, don’t you worry. I am nothing if not discrete. Don’t think I don’t know all about you my most favourite pupil...or should I say my most prized mule...mmm, you like that don’t you?”

Twilight’s knees buckled and her ears rang, how could the princess know about that? Her secret shame...so careful she’d been...never being seen for a moment in her harness, never breathing a word about it outside of Rarity’s shop...and a filly shopping for dresses, was it really that hard for everyone to believe? Or that she was a good model for Rarity’s work? That part was even true, even if what she was modelling was...more custom-made than normal.

“Come come now...I have a present for you, mule...and you will wear it whenever with me...”

Celestia concentrated, it didn’t take much of her power to summon the harness she’d had made. Twilight’s heart sank...and then rose, fluttering, it was a ‘Madame R’ Original, the best this side of Canterlot, beyond even. Celestia kept it hovering in the air as she pulled pieces off and attached them one by one, nuzzling them into position, tightening them by hoof and mouth. Straps, leather, soft and supple, under her belly, tight against her skin but not chafing...a loop around her tail, pulling it higher, fastened to a piece around her shoulders, ending in a bridle...and a bit. The last piece was a foreign weight in her mouth that all but gagged her, unable to speak, though she noted that the getup left her horn free. She could escape...probably...

Celestia stepped back to admire her hoofiwork. Making tutting noises she adjusted things until satisfied, “Mmmm, perfect, now, slave...come service your mistress...you may lick my hoof, and later use the horn like you did last time, now I know why you’re called Twilight Sparkle...oh goodness...”

Twilight stepped nearer, the taught leather suit she had on making movement difficult, but Celestia didn’t care, she just enchanted a magic rope and used it to pull Twilight closer, where she nuzzled her ear and said softly, “you can start with your tongue...lap at my nether lips, dear Twilight-mule, they are so wet with lust.”

Twilight obediently bent to her mistress’ netherquarters and stuck her rough tongue out around the bit, the metallic hardness of the metal making it difficult to make contact. Her tongue gently probed the cherry recesses of Celestia, who gasped and moaned in ecstasy at the attention, “oh that’s it you little four legged whorse, lick my clit, lick it...deeper...harder!”

Celestia used her magic and summoned a crop, which started slapping Celestia’s “mule” on the backside, forcing her muzzle deeper into the princess’ sopping vagina, the fluids leaking profusely. Twilight moaned around her bit-gag as she lapped at Celestia’s juices and Celestia moaned with her in concert.

“The horn, Twilight, use the horn! Pierce me with your lance!”

Twilight was deep in the throes of ecstasy, unable to control her wild pony passion, and she plunged her horn of plenty deep into the princess, slick juices easing the way, thrusting hard, fast and deep, gently at first but soon gaining rhythym and power, and the princess was getting loud, “oh...OH...OOHHHHH TWILIGHT!”

With an explosion of equine juices, Celestia let fly over the startled Twilight, who was marked with the scent of the elder dominant mare. Celestia slumped back and dropped her hoof to the now-tender spot and rubbed it softly, “oh Twilight, nobody’s done that for me in a while...except last night...and now...now I have to repay the favour...

Celestia threw Twilight off her roughly, spanking the mule again for good measure, before levitating the happless unicorn a couple of feet off the floor and attaching her to a raised brace that kept her nubile hooves spread, “oh yes...mmm...that’s what I’m looking for...now where did I put that toy...”

Celestia turned as Twilight, unable to see behind her, heard the princess digging around in the tent for that something special. A voice near her ear whispered, “this I bought whilst on a trip to the draconic capitol...if you’re a good little mule I might take you there one time. They have whole shops dedicated to these...toys...just the sorts of things that a mare like myself desires.”

There was the singularly worrisome noise of straps being tightened, and this time they weren’t around her.

Celestia straddled the hanging unicorn filly, forelegs tight around her barrel of a chest, hindlegs keeping her balance, “I’ve been waiting a long time to use this...ribbed, double-ended, and very, very thick...”

“Celestia!” Twilight tried to say around the bit-gag, “No, don’t, stop...ohh...ooohhhh...no...don’t stop...”

Twilight moaned in pain and ecstasy as the huge double-ended phallus plunged deeper and deeper into her intimate, wet nether-lips, joining her with the princess as nothing else could. Celestia pushed it that final, last, agonizing inch and found herself, cumming once again, all but tied to her mule, huffing with the effort of the rutting, they both came at once, mare-cream dripping down their hindquarters in a seeming never-ending stream. Celestia slumped against her erstwhile pupil, “that’s two...care to make it three?”

Twilight found herself hoist down from the wall, thick phallus still buried in her cunt, pushing against her secret organs and making firecrackers go off in her brain. Celestia clambered awkwardly with her four hooves until they were ass to ass with the double-ended dildo clenched tight in her netherlips. She ground against Twilight for a few minutes, enjoying the sensation and enjoying the little cries of ecstasy that escaped Twilight’s mouth around the ever-present bit. Twilight came again, unused to the attention, but eventually Celestia relented and pulled the huge dong out of Twilight’s cavities by sheer muscle-power, squeezing it out of her own juiced innards in almost a single fluid motion. She’d had practice.

“Oh...oh my favourite pupil,” said Celestia, lounging wetly on the pillows, almost too exhausted to let her mule-pet down from the spreader bars and hooks, “that was worth it, wasn’t it?”

Twilight couldn’t say much around the bit, but she nodded, blushing profusely.

“Come, come embrace your new mistress...if you’re thirsty after all that hard work, I have just the spell for you.”

Using her powers, Celestia freed Twilight’s head from the bit and  beckoned her closer. The cushions were piled up seemingly haphazardly, but it allowed Celestia to recline almost on her back, her soft underbelly exposed, she lifted a hind leg, her teats full, swollen and expressing.

Twilight gingerely poked her svelte lips towards the princess’ teats, gingerely lipping them, but soon she was suckling like a foal, with Celestia moaning and writhing in ecstasy. They didn’t stop until both were empty.

They fell asleep entwined on the cushions, and it was much later before either stirred.

***

Twilight Sparkle rushed to her second appointment. Princess Celestia had kept her busy, very busy. Suspiciously so, infact. She barelled back into town, her winter garb forgotten, hoping against hope that her backside was no longer glowing from the spankings. There was a twin-pegasus carriage parked outside the library. Thankfully she leapt into it and it took off before too many people could stop to talk to her.

She was a mess; her mane was mussed, her coat was unbrushed and she’d left her favourite ribbon at home. She started sniffling and didn’t stop even when the carriage came to rest only a little way out of town, several thousand feet up. Twilight raised her head, this wasn’t Hoofington, it was barely outside of Ponyville...

“Twilight?” asked a hesitant figure, Luna, stepping out and approaching the chariot. She waved off the Pegasi and, concerned, nuzzled Twilight’s neck softly, “it’s okay...you...you don’t have to come, you didn’t have to see me...”

Twilight sniffled and sobbed out, “it’s...it’s okay, today’s just been a lot.”

“I’m sorry I ordered you,” said Luna, “we can reschedule.”

“No, no...” Twilight snorked loudly, nose running, “you’ve gone to all this trouble. Oh my stars I must look a mess...”

“Then come, come with me,” Luna touched her horn to Twilight and she felt that same tingling sensation in her belly she had the last time she’d cast the cloud-walking spell, “I...I borrowed this cloud castle from a friend for the night, we’ll be totally alone.”

Twilight hopped out of the chariot, her hooves bouncing lightly in the soft cloud layer. She sniffled again, and Luna smiled softly, licking Twilight’s tears away, “sshh, it’s okay. Come, let’s freshen up.”

They headed to the castle, through the surprisingly small front door and to the main living room, where a small thundercloud was sparking away filling the room with heat. Twilight sniffed. And sniffed again. Her eyes rolled in opposite directions for a moment and then she stammered, “I-I think I need to...freshen up...does this castle have a bathroom?”

Luna was busy taking her armor off, but looked up, “oh yes, it does! just up on the second floor, head to the right, through the master bedroom, it’s an on-suite. You know those pegasus ponies and their fixtures.”

Twilight looked up, she could just spot the door to the master bedroom, but...

“Luna? Uh...there are no stairs...”

“Just fl...oh! How silly of me!” Luna giggled, and sprung up gracefully to the balcony of the very tall living room and alighted softly. Twilight’s heart gave a flutter at the power and grace of the younger monarch - it fluttered again as she was lifted into the air by Luna’s magic, she gave a little squeal and kicked her legs about in shock.

“Uh oh...no..don’t...” Luna’s mastery of her powers failed, and sent Twilight dropping through the air where she collided with Luna and the pair of them rolled through the door - destroying it in a puff of condensation - and into the bed. Being light as a cloud - it was a cloud after all - it floated away, revealing a small, brown, apparently cardboard box, the top flaps well worn from use.

“Oh...oh dear...whoever owns this castle is going to be so mad at me...”

“She’ll have to be mad at me first, and not many fillies can manage that!” giggled Luna, “Oh, hello, what is this? Property of...Rainbow Dash? Do not open, ever?”

“Rainbow Da- umm...Luna, that’s...”

“Ooooh, she’s got all the latest editions...Playmare, Buff Studs...oh hellooo again...playcolt! That’s kinky...”

“I was going to say private...scoot over...”

POING! Luna’s wings shot up as she glanced over the centre-fold, “unshorn fetlocks...that is such a turn on, don’t you agree?”

“Fetlocks?” asked Twilight, “really?” she lifted her own hooves up and inspected them, since it was winter she had neglected the clippers.

“Oh you naughty little filly...” said Luna, almost salivating, “walking about in public like that!!”

“Oh yes...” said Twilight, hamming it up, “all. four. legs,” she drew closer to Luna and whispered in her ear, “unshorn.”

Luna whipped her with her tail, sparks flying, “get thee to a nunnery,” she giggled

“I think I’ll head to the shower...er..Luna?” she called, from the en-suite, “how does this thing work?”

Luna giggled, “I keep forgetting you’re not a pegasus. I could fix that, you know...”

“I think I’d prefer if you could fix this shower.”

Luna got up from the stash of magazines and trotted into the shower room, which was actually just a small enclosed room with one black heavy rain-laden cloud hovering sulkily.

“You’re supposed to kick it, like...this...” Luna bucked, her rear hooves hit the cloud and with a sudden spark of lightning, it started raining. In seconds, the pair were soaked, though being inside, the rain was warm.

“Ooohhh this is nice...I could get used to this.”

“Here let me help you with that...” Luna picked a bottle of liquid soap off the floor and squirted it liberally on Twilight, who squealed at the sudden unexpected sensation and spun around. Luna found herself nose to nose with Twilight, and she giggled at the soapy surprised unicorn.

“You’re such a silly thing, aren’t you?” Luna nuzzled her again, Twilight blushed and nodded. The nuzzling turned to mutual grooming, to what Spike had previously termed “canoodling”.

“Let me help you with that,” Luna said to Twilight, and she reached over for a sponge, gripped it by the handle in her mouth and gently eased her head between Twilight’s back legs. There was a gentle soap on the sponge, specially formulated for a healthy coat and shine. She rubbed the sponge gently and slowly up the inside of Twilight’s thighs, her nose brushing those soft cuntlips as she not-so-innocently rose up the flank until she abandoned all pretense and dropped the sponge, plunging her lips into Twilight’s moist vagina, thrusting her long, rough tongue deep into the mare.

“OH!” gasped Twilight, her tail raising instantly, her knees buckling as if for the attentions of a stallion, “Oh, Luna...oh what are you doing...oh yes...” her eyes rolled back in her head and she swayed her hips and shoulders seeking to set just the right part of her clitoris in the path of the wayward equine tongue. For what felt like the umpteenth time that day, Twilight came in an explosive gush of sweet pony nectar. Luna drank it in, finishing off her lover, before turning to wash off again, but Twilight stopped her and their tongues met, entwining, embracing as only tongues can, the long, rough members tasting and licking.

They stayed in the shower long after the rainshower had ended. They threw themselves on the bed. It burst into little puffy cloudlets under their weight and floated out the window, the cloud-mattress falling to the floor, but they didn’t care as they rutted with gay abandon. Twilight, after her earlier experiences, was feeling rather dominant. She forced Luna down with her forehooves and bit an ear lightly, Luna gasped and rolled her eyes, squealing with enjoyment as Twilight wrapped her upper body around the mare and she ground herself against the lithe, young female princess. They bucked against each other lustfully, Twilight entwining her tail with the star-filled tail of her lover, it was electric and awesome. At an unseen signal Twilight rolled off and nudged Luna back onto the bed, what was left of it, and lay down next to her, facing her tail. There was a lot of giggling and swearing as hooves met eyes, ears and nose, but eventually they were nose to clitoris each, and they began lapping, “first to cum loses!” said Twilight, the squealed in excitement, “no fair!”

“All’s fair in love and...OHHYES...”

The torrid lovemaking continued well into the night, and the pair eventually fell into an exhausted, happy, blissful sleep wrapped in each others’ hooves.

***

There was a slamming of doors, which was impressive in the cloud-built castle, but somehow Celestia managed it. She and four of her top pegasus guards forced their way into the demesnes of one Rainbow Dash, who was quick to follow behind the princess.

“YOU!” shouted Celestia as she blasted the bedroom door off it’s cloud-hinges, “How dare you take advantage of my Twilight!”

Twilight and Luna woke up entwined in a comfortable, sticky embrace, and both looked up in horror at the furious sun goddess before Luna pouted and set her jaw, “No! No! You’ve always had your way! Not this time! Twilight wants ME! She’s mine and I’m hers!”

Celestia’s eyes flashed and she drew herself up to her full height, “how dare you!”

“How dare you!”

“Oh you cow!”

“Cow? Have you seen the state of your thighs!”

“Girls!” yelled Twilight, “we are not having this again.”

“But Twilight,” said Luna, eyes doe-like and wide, full of sadness, “don’t...don’t say you don’t want me?”

“And how could you possibly think of ignoring ME?’ said a shocked Celestia.

“Doesn’t...er..hehe...doesn’t anybody care for a piece of the Dash?” asked a meek looking Rainbow, hopefully.

Celestia peered at her, raising one eyebrow, before she looked at two of the guards and nodded, who proceeded to flutter their wings in excitement as they trotted eagerly towards the young flier.

“Now, as I was saying,” said Celestia, “I am clearly the best choice for Twilight; I am beautiful, I am all-powerful, I am the supreme ruler of...I SAID EXCUSE ME, WHAT DOES IT TAKE TO GET SOME ATTENTION AROUND HERE?”

It was no use though, Luna and Twilight were both watching Dash and the two guards going at it furiously.

Dash had her forelegs curled under, so her ample rump was in the air, where one of the guards was busily burying his tongue deep within her moist slit. She had her own muzzle nuzzling up at the huge stiff cock of the other guard, who was blisfully pumping his haunches, driving it down Dash’s throat.

“Wow,” said Luna with a faint voice, “that girl can really...”

“Ooohhh yeah can she ever...” Twilight’s hooves were suspiciously not visible, and she started moaning and shuffling around under the blanket. Then she got a wicked, wicked expression on her face. Moments later, Luna’s face went wide, to be replaced by an expression of pure and growing bliss. She too started moaning.

“You...you’re clopping under there, aren’t you? How...how dare you...” Celestia turned back to Dash, her tail flicking and involuntarily raising. The two remaining guards were doing their best to look impassive but it wasn’t working very well.

“How dare you...is she taking the whole thing? How can she...oh goodness that’s so...mmm, move over sis, I have to get comfortable for this. You two, attend your princess!”

Celestia clambered into the bed, which finally gave up the ghost and collapsed onto the floor as the final legs puffed away into nothing. The two guards looked apprehensive at being told to service their ruler, but eager nonetheless.

They nickered softly, ample stallionhoods already visible as their excitement grew, and bent to Celestia’s form, tongues eagerly lapping at the prone form. She called them in, spreading her wings and enfolding them into her embrace. Twilight grew bold, and her horn glowed with a soft purple light that sent shivers running up and down Luna’s spine as she felt truly magical fingers probing her most secret places. It wasn’t long before she’d thrown the duvet off and was bending down with her own soft tongue to lap at the juices flowing from Luna’s clit. There was a sudden heavy weight on her back and she stiffened and turned to see one of the guards mounting her eagerly. She nickered and whuffled, somewhere beyond speech at the moment, ready to buck him off but then she noticed Celestia was submitting to her own stallion and the heat that had been building inside her exploded and she lifted her tail up and to the side, spreading and lowering her rear legs for easier access by the well-hung guardspony. As he slid in her wet sopping ponycunt and fastened teeth around her mane at the base of her neck she gasped and buried her nose into Luna’s slit, who squealed with delight and threw back her head to take both cocks of the stallions who had just finished with Rainbow Dash, her lithe tongue lapping at both dripping heads.

Rainbow, not to feel outdone, bent all four legs and kneeled down, mouth dripping with pony cum as she gave Luna a sloppy kiss which Luna eagerly accepted. The guardponies entwined necks and nickered, kissing and biting each other playfully as the princess and the pegasus both deep-throated them, the third rutting fiercely in Twilight as the fourth whinnied and neighed in ecstasy as he ploughed the royal furrow.

Twilight found the heat in her loins building, building, frothing over, boiling and finally exploding as she felt wave after wave of thick hot ropey pony cum spurt into her waiting vagina. Despite being late to the party, the guard deep within her flagged and withdrew with a wet slurp as his huge cock loosened and slipped out, his cum flooding down her backlegs and onto the waiting pair of fillies now beneath Twilight. The other two guardponies, relieved of the soft lips and attention of the two who had been so recently giving them their attention, turned to Twilight and draped themselves over her, who slid her hooves and her lips and her sticky hairy flanks against their sensitive members until they too released their loads in great hot sticky flood over her ample hindquarters, in her mane, over her flanks and all over her face, where a delighted Rainbow Dash, Luna and finally Celestia, her own energies close to being spent, licked and kissed and fondled with hoof, tongue and tail until they were all exhausted and collapsed in a warm, sticky heap of limbs, legs, and reproductive organs.

“Oh my,” said Twilight finally, sleepy from the exertion, the four male ponies she noted were already fast asleep and snoring, “I didn’t know anything like that was possible.”

“My dearest pupil,” said Celestia softly, turning now and kissing her sister tenderly, “you have much to learn about the ways of fillies and stallions, and I would be honoured to teach you...but if you desire my sister, how can I keep her from you?”

“Dear sister,” said Luna, basking in the warm glow of sex and satisfaction, “I couldn’t stand in the way of your happiness...besides, Dash here has energy enough,” and they shared a tender kiss, Dash looking very pleased with herself, “even though I would miss dear Twilight.”

Twilight kissed them both tenderly, almost too tired to move - they had been at it all night and all the previous day, and most of this morning. If they kept it up, it would be evening again, and...

Twilight smiled to herself, “Princesses, I have made my decision...”

***

Twilight trotted happily through Ponyville to her special rendezvous, thinking carefully about the letter to Luna she had sent, which had read,

	Dear Luna,

	I gracefully accept your invitation to visit your quarters tonight after the clock has struck six, and I will bring the new dress, once ‘Madame R’ has finished adjusting it for me.

	Your dearest special friend,

	Twilight.

She then stepped in trepidation into the darkened shop, specially closed for its two special customers, one was Twilight Sparkle herself, the other...

“Ah, my mule, I see you are late again...I feel I must punish you most...enjoyably...”

Twilight - Twilight Sparkle. The solution had been novel, if a bit unorthodox. In the daytime she belonged, in many senses of the word, to Celestia, but the night belonged to Luna.

It was tiring at times, but she was sure she could keep up.

***
FIN
***

AND NOW, the new pinkie pie no fear song, titled

Clop to the Clopfics

when she was a little filly and the sun was going dooowwwnnnn
she knew just what to do when colts were not arrroouunnnddd
she’d dive under her duvet
with a hoof or maybe four
though mamma-pie said that she’d go blind if she did it any mooorrrreeee

OH-OH PINKY, she hadda clop ‘til sore, to mare’y rears
she found out that was the thing that her hooves had been made for.

ooh aah aah (alt. cock goes where)

ssooooooo

fiddle it to the filly
clop it to the colt-y
candy vag is really salty
and cock goes up the buttyyyy (oh LAWD)

and tell that big ol’ hunka meat to hit your haunches to fit it sweet, and if he think it wont then he’s got another thing coming and the very idea of such a thing makes you just wanna
OOOOOOHHAHAAAHHAAAAAAAAAA

CCRREEAAAAAAAEEEAAAAAAAMMMMMMMM (yourself)

(sounds of orgy, fade to black, divers lawdy alorum)