Cooling the Royal Heat

It was spring estrus for the Princess of Friendship and Twilight had forgone the usual methods of suppressing the urges to perform some research on the effects it would have on her alicorn body, since extensive research had already been done on the three tribes and this was new territory. Even if it wouldn’t be published nationally, yet, Twilight planned for the whole night through the following day at noon to be free from distractions with Cadence’s help.  Twilight bid her assistant and pupil good night with the white lie of visiting a friend in Canterlot while she glided to the entrance of the Society Twilight had visited a few times over the past few months. It wasn’t that she loved being there, or disliked it. Everypony has needs, but being a more studious mare with so much to do, Twilight felt she used her time more wisely in a scheduled day-to-day manner. She entered the Clocktower Society from the main entrance and waved as passers by while wearing only a smile, the memories of being introduced to the hidden world below her hooves remained fresh in her mind and under her tail. The classes she went to, the ponies she’d seen, the new ways she could look at and bond with her friends; it took her view of the world and her understanding of friendship to new heights.  But, it wasn’t what she felt she needed. A visit when time would allow was what she gave at first, recently, though, with not so subtle hints from nearly everypony she knew, she began to visit again.  Masturbation was always an option at home in her private room in the palace she lived in. Toys were plentiful and arrived bi-monthly from Cadence, to Twilight’s embarrassment. Twilight had even purchased an enchanted comic book to have a s****l adventure. But, her mind kept going back to being mounted and the feeling of a real stallion being inside her.  The taste of a stallion’s c**k, the scent of his musk, the feel of his soft and sensitive flesh against her tongue and inside her mouth, that couldn’t be supplemented by any other magical or artificial means. Twilight desired more than she could get, and needed it to be in a setting she could control.  A princess having a stallion in her bed wouldn’t be kept secret for long, especially knowing her friends. Twilight looked at them as sisters in life, however even being members of the secret club she was walking into, they still talked and teased her and one another. All it would take is a single pony to hear something about any princess’ s****l lives and rumors would fly.  Cadence being the exception having always had a very open and polyamorous s*x life. For the common mare, being in estrus was manageable in the current age. Spells, potions, and tonics all seemed to work very well to quell most of the symptoms, but none seemed to work perfectly. Worse was that mixing them was ill-advised, so it was a pick and choose through the weeks of a mare’s time or wait for one cure to wear off before another could be started. Regardless of all the methods, a mare still has her needs and few would openly deny loving to feel the release during heat. Twilight had learned, when she was a filly, that s*x toys were great for getting the job done. That is, until she was in her second year as a student at Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. Twilight had her first fall estrus and instincts led her astray. Having not realized she was in her time, she became flirty with her teachers and colts. It was the week when she was fertile and in her peak of desire that she lost herself. She lost count over the few days: How many ponies had taken her, who they were, or how many times, but she knew her mentor was not too pleased to find out Twilight was being used by her teaching staff and classmates.  Careers were ended, students were punished with expulsion or by being sent back to remedial magic training in magic kindergarten, and Twilight withdrew from everypony in shame. It wasn’t enough she’d given in to such lewd thoughts and done such carnal acts, but Celestia had to find out by seeing Twilight’s tail stuck to her little legs.  Now, though, Twilight was finally out of her shell. Twilight had been accepted for who she is, not what she did, and now, as a mare, she could have s*x with other ponies and never have to feel shame. Her heart fluttered when she remembered having a personal talk with her five best friends in a tea house and the support they gave her when she told them her story. Finally, they understood why she was afraid of socializing and magic kindergarten. It was the love and trust they showed her by not only not laughing, but by giving her a hug to calm her worries that helped her the most. There were still some problems she couldn’t help, though. Since she was a young mare, her cycle started early, and since she became an alicorn she felt the desire to have a good rut so much more urgently. It was her second year as an alicorn in heat and she’d realized when she caught herself strutting around a stallion in her library, teasing him by brushing her muzzle under his tail for a whiff when he was looking for a book, then swatting his leg with her own fragrant, pheromone-laced tail and making him fall off a stepping stool. Her fantasies had become simple, short, and too effective; she’d rear onto a table or desk once she and an anonymous stallion were alone, flip her tail aside, take a stance to hold him atop her haunches, expose herself to the stallion, and take him without preamble for the short release they’d both get. It was hot, carnal, feral, and unromantic. There was a wrong way to fantasize, it seemed, but she’d never tell Celestia that. There was one thing she did learn about s*x, though, between being a young mare with urges she’d give into and being the studious young mare that hid in relative isolation, and that was that it felt great when she’d have it. Twilight learned several things over the years in between, keeping logs so she could always remember who mounted her through vigorous note taking; both before and after coitus. The best thing she’d learned as an adolescent mare is that a real horsecock, flared as it begins to pump her full with semen, was the best thing she’d ever felt inside her body in her life. Mares just weren’t the same; they were warm and knew what to do that stallions couldn’t care about, but they smelled too sweet and didn’t tickle her inner parts. s*x toys didn’t work the right way when it came down to it because even with the best enchantments, they couldn’t replicate the feel of having a body next to her, before, during and after.  Twilight needed a real stallion’s c**k and [i]real[/i] c*m to fill her; she needed to c*m with a stallion’s virile seed in her to get a respite from the distractions of her heat, then she needed a good cuddle to enjoy her afterglow with. And that night was tonight. Tonight was the night to do personal research on the matter as an adult mare, as an alicorn, and as a mare in the peak of estrus, by letting herself give in to the desire like she hadn’t since she was much younger. She was under the contraception spells and tonics, she couldn’t keep her mind off the scent of stallions in the streets of Ponyville, and her magic was feeling taxed from hiding her many forms of arousal from the senses of others. As soon as four o’clock passed, Twilight felt hornier than all of ancient Unicornia. Spike was sent to visit Thorax or Ember, she couldn’t recall, on a diplomatic mission the week prior, Starlight was scheduled to go to visit her father, and her cover story was in place. She was ready and willing for the night ahead. She quickly went to the lockers and got ready. After she’d changed into her cuffs, checked her Pipsub, secured her collar, and finally cast a glamour on herself, she took a straight path to a room in the upper levels she’d reserved for both her research to be done and for her aching desire to be pleased. Several times she got her tail tugged, proudly showing her swollen vulva to the passing creatures, nickering shortly when the cold sensation of air being inhaled through somepony’s snout would tease her.  It didn’t help that she’d wink and dribble sweet marecum, leaving a scent behind her, her only saving grace was her collar’s colors indicating she wasn’t open for s*x with anyone. If she’d been asked, she’d have taken the first creature with a c**k that offered, ruining her research and she’d probably have to wait five months until her next chance by her schedule.  Twilight was on a mission at the moment, and while getting filled with hot c**k was her goal, she couldn’t take notes if she was surrounded by stallions huffing their hot steamy breaths against her winking wet vulva. There was a point, after passing three stallions having s*x in a small alcove, that she began having spiraling thoughts. [i]Spitroasted between two unicorn stallions; one in her ass, the other pounding her mouth. A third under her, an earth pony who keeps biting her neck while his c**k slides in and out of her p***y by the rocking motions they made.[/i] [i]She’d feel the weight of forehooves on her withers by both stallions and she’d heard them kissing wetly. She’d be surrounded by moans as half a dozen more stallions walked from the shadows, just for her. [/i] [i]Then, at the same time, they’d all unload their hot c*m in her, on her. She’d be covered with hot virile c*m and there’d be no other option but to take it and let her entire body drip with salty, slimy stallion spunk. Then, wet with fresh warm stallion milk, they’d all scramble to new positions, new stallions would come and take her and her coat would be whiter than Celestia’s and...[/i] Twilight shook her head, breathing heavily. She was against a wall with her hoof in her mouth while her magic massaged her teats and played with her c**t. She was rocking her body with her  magic while ponies passed her watching with interest, most chuckling or giggling and making comments. She stood and shook her hoof from the wetness of her saliva, stumbling quickly and casting a small spell to push the call of estrus back slightly so the effects wouldn’t take her over again. Twilight made it to her reserved room after passing ponies in the hallways, pushing some as well. She entered the room and saw the restraints she’d requested as well as writing equipment she [i]hoped [/i]she’d remember to use.  The reason she’d need to use the paper and quill were already hazy by nature’s calling for her to get her p***y pounded and creampied. She took a stand near a pedestal off centered in the room and bound herself quickly while voices entered the room behind her and closed the door, letting her know she was with at least two others. A bridle looped over her muzzle and over her ears, then clacked secure behind her head just before it was tightened enough to get her attention.  Twilight felt her body trembling in excitement, moreso when the hooves seemed to multiply. However many there were, she was going to have a good memory. Casting a spell on the stationary, Twilight intended to bring them to life so they could take notes based on her thoughts and actions from around her; to save her focus and to perform naturally in the moment. Her back legs were tugged farther apart with magic and she felt something latch onto the cuffs she wore. A trial step told her that she was now sporting a spreader bar. Her dock was tapped with a hoof and she gave a test ring of the bell, implying her desire.  Twilight cringed when she looked at the object that rested atop the pedestal. Her leash pulled taut when she managed to scuffle back far enough. [i]No, please, not that…[/i] The bar hobbling her hind legs weren’t helping her and her wings, tied carefully to her body and hidden under the glamour, would have been flapping in a failed effort to distance herself from the pedestal itself, if not the whole room.  As it was, she had changed herself into the unicorn she once was, with a blue mane that was styled after Pinkie’s. Twilight admitted she wasn’t the best at disguises, but she certainly wasn’t going to be found out easily if she had anything to say about it. When Twilight had planned for tonight with Cadence, she had asked to face one of her fears during this session. She’d expected an illusion of a defeated foe to strike fear into her while she was being taken and pleasured; something to shake her consciousness between fight or flight. She didn’t expect what she saw, it was more than she was ready for. It was even larger than she imagined and she could see the heat radiating from its surface. While she was distracted by what she was looking at, she felt a tug on her tail and she swished it aside, aching for her itch to be scratched by a well endowed male “We’re going to play a game, Purple,” a soft male voice spoke from behind her. It reminded her of a voice likened to one she’d hear on the radio; clear, articulate, interesting in a professor type of way. It wasn't enough to light her fantasies, she wanted strength. Twilight wanted a stallion that would take charge of her, make her his mare and show her that a matriarchal society needed more stallions like him…inside of her. Her eyes stayed on the object that radiated heat from a few feet away from her snout, but she still nodded curtly at the asked question, getting in the mood was easy with the scent of stallion musk filling the air ever so heavily. It was so intoxicating she imagined it as being tangible and pressing against her snout like a stack of pancakes.   “Then here’s how we play, I’ll pound your p***y and push you closer to the center. You take some in your mouth and we’ll let you c*m. You fight back or refuse to play the game, and you don’t get to feel that sweet release until you play along. No matter how long that takes. Sounds fun, right?” he said huskily. Twilight looked back and noticed two stallions and a unicorn mare, she was getting more excited and moist thinking of the rutting she was going to get. One pony from each tribe looked at her with lust, the white pegasus and green earth pony were erect, their c***s bounced when her p***y winked in response. Twilight looked at the yellow unicorn mare who’s fur was lightly matted around her hooves, indicating she’d been having s*x already. Meanwhile, the stallions didn’t seem to have any sign of moisture against their legs. It could have been an indicator that they had been performing different s****l acts, but Twilight didn’t think so. They seemed to be hers alone tonight, or at least to start.  Her body was more than ready, her heart was in the moment every time she entered the entrance to the Society, she had experienced a great variety and manner of pleasure, but this time the waiting was almost too much. “Yes, please... Master,” she said in a husky voice she meant to be seductive. ”I need to c*m [i]so [/i]bad.” Twilight spoke awkwardly, but lowered her forelegs and flagged her tail with another swish. “Well, ‘badly’ is more accurate,” she mumbled softly to the floor.  “Woah-wee, she’s burning for us! Look how wet she is,” one of the stallions she decided to name Green said while she touched her snout to the floor. Twilight heard hushed whispers, the mare, Yellow, giggled the loudest just before she felt the fluff of the pegasus’ chest brush against her haunches. His weight landed on her back and his forelegs pressed to her sides making her stumble at the shift in weight.  Twilight was winking so badly she felt like she could c*m as soon as he penetrated her. His length rested under her but her c**t brushed along his belly, getting her wetter and wetter with each motion it made. She waited and waited, and finally felt his firm c**k bounce under her stomach and between her teats. It slid back, along her underbelly and when his flare passed between her t**s she felt a rush of fluids trickling down her legs in anticipation.  “Not so fast, Purple. First thing’s first…” he thrust his hips forward and she stood, planting her forehooves against the floor to counter his pressure to prevent her from falling over. The pressure of his shaft against her aching foalhole throbbed and sent a wave of pleasure through her lower body that she felt to the tip of her tail and to the frogs of her hooves. Moaning quietly, she pressed back and when his c**k slid under her again, she pressed back faster than he could back up, when her lead went taut he fell off her to the loud laughter of his friends.  Winking, dripping, and whining, Twilight couldn’t think of a word to explain her embarrassment at what she’d just done. Twilight moved ahead slightly and lowered her chin. “I’m sorry, I’m [i]so [/i]sorry. Clockface,” the bell on her tail rang five times and she was embraced from both sides by a mare and a stallion that unlatched her forelegs from the bar while the last one unhitched the lead from the center pedestal. “Are you all right? What’s wrong?” White asked in concern. Twilight sniffled and lay down. “I can’t believe I just shoved you off, I… I’m in heat and need this, badly. I’m so sorry, I reacted without thinking and I didn’t take my medicine this time because I wanted to go through the process and document the results in a report,” she whimpered and looked at the three, now lying in front of her in a semicircle, listening intently. “This is my first rut in two years and it’s three days in the worst part, the others before you were mares or toys,” Twilight looked at the mare and they both understood better than stallions ever could. “It’s just not the same, and now I ruined everything! I’ll have to take my pills and suppress my urges, my research will be worthless, and you’re all going to be upset with me and I’ll never be able to show my face here again!” Thoughts of being banned with a poster of herself across the pavillion crossed her mind and brought tears to her eyes. “Woah, woah, mare! C’mon, look at us,” Twilight noticed it was the earth pony talking. “We’re not going to judge you or gossip about this. You’re not at fault for anything, and to be honest…well,” the stallion tapped his forehooves nervously and glanced at his male friend. “Exactly, nothing will happen to you that you’re not willing to have done. Do you [i]want[/i] us to do something so mean to you?” Twilight shook her head. “Then please, believe us when we say we care about how you feel,” he touched her chest, “not just how you [i]feel[/i].” He winked and got a giggle. “Yeah, mares gotta look out for each other, and I’ll buck these two through the portal to Griffinstone before I let them tease you for something silly like making this walking dildo fall off you,” Yellow noted to Twilight “Hey,” Green shouted out “You know it’s true!,” Yellow teasingly said back  They group giggled and laughed at the pegasus’ reaction. The earth pony blushed and looked at Twilight shyly. “Um, I think you’re really cute.” “C-cute? Me? Really?” Twilight said as Yellow used her magic to give a tissue to Twilight, who took it in a weak purple aura and dabbed under her eyes. “Yeah,” Yellow said sweetly, “and I’d really like to help you with everything for the night, with my friends, too. But maybe after... we can get some tea?” Twilight’s eyebrow rose and she looked between the three. She saw the sincerity and honesty in their eyes, but mostly a bit of hope that wasn’t entirely physical from the earth pony. Even behind the masks she could see the good nature they all held. Twilight stood with a little help, used her own magic to click the lead to the pedestal, bind her legs again, and giggled. “I’ll be yours all night, just c*m in me.” “Wow, quick turn around,” Yellow said and her horn lit when Twilight gave them the okay to continue. The mare lifted Twilight’s tail again, moving it to the side with a firm tug that sent a bolt of pain and pleasure around her dock, then the pegasus, White, she decided to call him, mounted her again. “Now, let’s really play the game,” he said, his c**k smacking wetly against the base of her ribcage while she pressed back, but this time the earth pony was beside his friend and was holding him steady so there wouldn’t be another topple. White slid back, his hips drawing his flare along her underbelly again and this time she felt him press against her labia and spread her slightly. The cool air against her burning insides almost stung in its contrast, but the warm precum she made being pressed back into her, with the heat of his own mixing with hers drowning out the rest of the world as she waited in a blank void for it. He pressed inside her to his medial ring and stopped, she whinnied in pleasure and surprise. The spot that ached to be rubbed was just a little deeper inside her and he was so close. Twilight bounced her hind legs, unable to move back any more as she tried to get him to go just a couple inches deeper. He pulled back, his mare friend was using her magic to keep him from going any deeper than he already was. Twilight whined and, in her desire, started nickering until he pressed to his limit and moved her forward a partial pace. She pressed her forehooves into the floor to maintain balance as he repeatedly pounded her, pleasing her c**t and ignoring her innermost spot she longed to have rubbed and massaged by a stallion’s flare. Twilight heard a couple words, but couldn’t make sense of them. She didn’t care. The rubbing her winking c**t was getting was enough as she felt him inside her. Her urge [i]was[/i] being met, even though she didn’t get everything she was hoping for. She felt him withdraw suddenly and the world returned with a sense of frustration. Twilight looked back and saw the stallions changing places. She was still horny, and now she had to suffer with another stallion going half deep until she got close. Was this going to be a game where they’d switch-- she inhaled sharply, cutting off her worrisome thoughts. Green didn’t play other’s games, one second he was pressing his flare against her outer lips, a second later his hips met hers with a loud thwack. Twilight saw stars as everything inside her love tunnel was rubbed and pressed tightly as her walls stretched to accept him and give him the same affection. She felt him throb inside her and it sent pleasure throughout her body.  She felt every centimeter of his c**k leaving her and she whimpered a whispering ‘no’, getting them to pause for a second, just in case. He pulled back and when his ring popped out of her she reached her mouth to her foreleg and bit it gently as he pressed back into her and hilted again.  All four hooves on the floor, Twilight panted, drooling a little as she fought to keep her place on the floor, failing as he pulled back and pounded into her again and again. She felt herself sliding a little each time his balls met her c**t, she was in heaven at the moment. She felt magic building up in her horn and the other mare in the room said something beyond the haze of her mind that didn’t matter, because she was about to c*m. By any and all rights given to her since her first darned reproductive cycle, she[i] needed[/i] this. “Hey, Purple,” she felt a hoof against her cheek and she looked up, into the face of the pegasus. He leaned back when she tried to press her lips to his in a kiss, he waved his hoof side to side. “Not yet… look up.” Twilight peeked up and her eyes landed on the one object of her fear, her passion waned for an instant when she looked at it. It was big, hard, and full. One of the last things she ever wanted inside her at the front while what she [i]needed [/i]was inside her, right behind and shoving her toward it. She had imagined it, thought of it in her mouth, but to actually [i]do[/i] it… it wasn’t as easy as watching her friends do it. Twilight had seen her mother do it when she was a filly, later her brother experienced it when Cadence was over and she was even more curious. But as the years passed, she never tried it. Never let it get close enough to do more than smell it, and it almost because a naughty phobia to try it herself. Now it was inches from her, the choice she had to make was right there. “You wanna c*m?” White asked with his green eyes looking at her. Twilight nodded and he motioned to it. “Then put it in your mouth, savor it.... and swallow.” Twilight pressed her hindquarters back against Green, who was being supported by the mare so he wouldn’t fall off. They all stopped, waiting for her to accept her fate, or be left blue beaned and aching.  Twilight whimpered at the choices. In front of her; it was hot. It was practically dripping, and she could smell everything. It brought back curious thoughts from being a filly and seeing mommy and daddy, even Shining with one in their mouths. The creaminess it seemed to leave and the strands connecting the pony to the object… Behind her was Green’s hard c**k pulsing with his heartbeat inside her. So deep inside her she could feel her insides shift with his movements, her p***y waiting to coated with his fresh hot foal milk. He was plowing her fields, AJ would be proud, she just had to let him plant his seed in multiple. Twilight was seconds away from climaxing and that took precedence over her fears. She clenched her eyes shut and leaned forward, taking it into her mouth. Her lips brushed against the hot surface, it was soft and wet. It was salty and aromatic in ways she didn’t know it could be, and then she parted her teeth to let it in.  The flavors did something to her; Green was  back to slapping his balls against her c**t and her tastebuds were suddenly included in everything. It was such a flavorful and fulfilling experience her orgasm rocked her body a few thrusts later and she bit down, savoring every bite of the quesadilla she’d waited and feared so long while she was being conquered inside and out.  Twilight went rigid and swallowed every creamy drop while the orgasm kept striking through her with each pistoning thrust Green gave her. She leaned forward and bit another piece from the round delight, swallowing it quickly without chewing; letting its warm, creamy saltiness slide down her throat and into her belly. Twilight realized she was moaning loudly and long. It quickly turned into an impassioned scream as she felt his c*m filling her womb, encouraging her own c*m, mixing with some of his, to gush out and run down both their hind legs, and then to pool under them both. Twilight felt amazing and was still riding the waves of her orgasm as he pressed deeper into her with each massive gush of his fluids, claiming her.  Her rear hooves left the floor and there was a laugh from beside her from White when she had to be braced by him and the unicorn mare’s magic so she wouldn’t face plant into the stone, inches from her horn. Twilight was completely under Green’s earth pony might, she was his broodmare and she’d take everything he had to give.  A firm bite against the base of Twilight’s mane, tightening of his forelegs around her barrel, and a sudden tug had all her hooves off the floor. Under his power as an earth pony he did something she didn’t think was possible, and wouldn’t be able to until well after she’d come back to her senses. He’d lifted her and held her upright, standing on his hind legs with her as balance; her tight overflowing p***y pressed to the base of his c**k for the duration of his own orgasm.  Her orgams passed, then another followed, then [i]another[/i], and as the third was stacking onto the last one, he let her go and she landed on all four hooves with a loud clatter, the shock of having weight on her legs again pulled her from an overcharged state of bliss, back to the real world and she nearly collapsed under his weight when he fell besides her in exhaustion. Twilight exhaled a long, shuddering, deep breath while lowering her head as she panted, unable to describe what had just happened beyond the words ‘huh’, ‘amazing’, ‘fantastic’, and ‘beautiful’. The thought of being with foal, his seed changing into a little one that she’d love for the rest of her life was enough of a fantasy to send her horn over its limit magic dampening spells around the room, dispelling the thaumic energies she released, lest they would have done more than too much damage to the entire cavern. As it was, her magic pulse was converted into a kaleidoscope of colors that shone everywhere, creating a light show that impressed every creature that looked up. The colors danced around the flaming heart and brightened it for days to come.  Her head dipped and she followed where her ears turned to the soft gargling giggles of the mare. Twilight looked under her and noticed the mare on her back, mouth open, swallowing what came out of her body. Yellow’s mane was saturated and lying wet on the floor, her coat was soaked from forelegs to her horn, looking like she was in complete bliss as marecum and semen trickled in a steady mucousy stream from Twilight’s body.  Twilight watched for a few seconds and then relaxed her neck so her head hung and she just felt the stallion on her back and inside her, feeling his heavy breaths. His pulsing c**k pulling back into himself and she knew it was over, save for a few shudders as he rubbed her spots as he withdrew. “Pull out quick, I want a facial,” Twilight heard Yellow say, and did as he was told. Twilight lurched forward and bumped her head lightly against the pedestal when he passed her excessively tingling c**t. The feeling of warmth leaving her, the pressure inside her womb lessening wasn’t enough to do anything but put her into a state of euphoria and she felt the quesadailla bounce from the pedestal, onto her head, and land under her muzzle in some saliva she’d drooled at some point, an ironic cushion for her face as she suddenly lost consciousness while still standing. Twilight snorted awake seconds later when sparks filled her mind. Her legs trembled and her tail fell until it nearly covered her marehood from the sensation of a tongue that was being dragged across her slit. With Yellow humming contentedly, she began scooting from under Twilight, the squishing sounds of fur sliding against the floor going through the room, Twilight let sleep claim her again, lulled by the sound … Twilight woke up to a gentle nudge against her muzzle and blearily opened her eyes, feeling giggles building up as she raised her head and looked at the underbelly of the pegasus stallion and the c**k he had ready for her. His weight shifted on her withers and she sniffed his flare, gave a tentative lick, then opened her mouth to take him inside her. It was more instinct at this point, before her rational mind knew what was happening she had a brown, black, and white mottled c**k in her mouth. Twilight remembered her classes and relaxed her throat, elongated her neck, and inhaled deeply through her nose when he started humping her muzzle. When he moaned in pleasure she felt herself giggling, then she raised a forehoof to reach further and press against his balls, feeling how full they were. With a gentle tug in time with his pumping, she began urging him in deeper.   Twilight took all her learned knowledge to the forefront as she moved forward and felt him slide into her mouth and press until his flare was in her throat and she was happy ponies had no gag reflex. His medial ring passed her lips as she pulled him closer, until it passed her uvula where she knew he was far enough in. At the moment, she couldn’t be happier; it was her first deepthroat after hours of practice and study, and the stallion was enjoying it. Twilight turned her head so her horn was gently rubbing his underbelly while she urged him to back out so she could take a breath, and then she took him back as deep as they could go. Her lips tickled his sheath with an extra salty flavor, her tongue danced around the base of his c**k, getting all the precious mineral rich taste.  “Oh, oh yeah, right there… I’m… I’m gonna,” he soon said.Twilight reached both forelegs up and locked around his thighs, pulling him forward. He groaned just before and as she felt a warmth gush down the back of her throat. She held her breath and closed her eyes as he pulled out of her mouth, cumming on her lips and then across her muzzle and mane, some getting into her ear.  Her blue mane was striped white soon afterwards, then he bucked his hips at her sending a final squirt against her closed eyes. Twilight heard him gasping and his hoofsteps were erratic. She heard hooves move around her and soft female lips pressed to hers, sucking lightly. Twilight realized she could feel warm c*m in her throat and in her mouth. She didn’t have to swallow, not that she could swallow it all at once, there was just so much. Twilight pushed the c*m in her mouth into Yellow’s and they shared the salty treat. A soft femanine moan relaxed Twilight, knowing Yellow appreciated the gift of seed. They began letting their tongues dance in one another’s mouths, sharing the slimy and salty present Twilight had been blessed with a moment before. Yellow put one of her forelegs around Twilight’s neck and broke the kiss, holding her still before licking across Twilight’s eyes, cleaning them from the sticky c*m that held them closed so Twilight could open them. With her tongue coated with clear white c*m, Yellow showed her prize, looked into Twilight’s eyes, and brought their lips back together and resumed the kiss. Twilight’s eyes fluttered closed, it was the best kiss she’d ever had and it made her marehood wink again. It was the first time she’d kissed a mare so passionately, the first time she’d tasted c*m, shared c*m, and tasted herself on a mare’s breath. The kiss broke again and Yellow brought her forehead to Twilight’s, touching their horns and sharing a little spark with the hidden princess. Twilight moaned in pleasure and her eyes fluttered open, rolling back in her head as her knees trembled. A few seconds passed and she heard giggling, the stallions congratulating her on the show.  Twilight giggled and coughed semen onto the mare’s muzzle, getting hoofstomps in approval and a blush from Twilight. Green moved behind Twilight and pressed his muzzle under Twilight’s tail, loudly smelling her winking vulva just before he dipped his tongue inside her lips. “Oh, again?” Twilight asked curiously. “I was under the impression stallions needed a cool down time of at least six minutes.” Green chuckled from behind Twilight. “That’s just some numbers, fact is that I’m ready for one more go.” Green mounted Twilight again to her surprise and Yellow barely had time to move Twilight’s tail aside with her magic before Green thrust balls deep into Twilight again. The sensation of her p***y, still tingling from the last orgasm, being used again made her squeal and shut her eyes.  Yellow nuzzled Twilight taking on a motherly tone as Green rhythmically pumped himself into Twilight. Twilight felt herself being nuzzled and glanced at Yellow. “Hush, let me help you with a little mind f*****g and my friend will do the physical stuff.” “M-mind f-f*****g?” Twilight asked haltingly, somewhat worried. “Just fantasizing, don’t worry. I’ll set the moment, you lose yourself to the fantasy I create. Let him breed you while I talk you through it.” Yellow said softly. “You’re in estrus, right?” Twilight nodded, unable to speak from the sensations going through her body each time Green’s medial ring slid out and back inside her body and his huge rod stretched her to amazing width that kept her spots satisfied.  Yellow smiled and rubbed her muzzle against Twilight’s in a gentle manner. “Good, feel him inside you. Feel how full you are with his sperm and semen, how much is running down your legs, how much is in your waiting womb searching for your eggs to fertilize. Can you feel his c*m in you, giving you his foals?” Twilight’s eyes rolled up and blinked out of sync; she moaned, drooling over the mental images she was experiencing.  Yellow licked her lips. “His flare is pushing more virile seed deeper into you, he’s holding your hips and stretching your tight little v****a with his huge throbbing c**k and he’s going to coat the walls of your p***y white with his salty, musky, hot seed. You can smell it, can’t you? “He’s almost there, can you feel him getting closer? Can you feel him pounding his c**k against your deepest depths? He’s getting bigger and fuller, growing even more before he releases, it feels so good, doesn’t it? Feel him now? He’s pressing against your cervix with each thrust, doing what a good stallion does for a naughty filly like you, don’t you want to let him know he’s doing a good job?” Twilight nodded her head almost imperceptibly. “Then make him c*m in you, get pregnant this estrus with his foals. Then carry his little filly inside you,” Yellow stated to a now nickering Twilight; a mare having lost reason and acting only on instinct, at the will of her body and the words being spoken to her by this yellow unicorn she put her trust into. “You want to feel his foal inside you, don’t you? That’s it, let him breed you. “Do you feel that?” Yellow asked and rubbed her hoof on Twilight’s left teat. “That’s where the filly’s going to suckle, and it’s all because of what you’re doing right now.” Green grunted and began thrusting deeper, his sheath grinding against Twilight’s c**t as he hilted and held inside her for a second before backing out and thrusting in her again. “f**k, I’m almost there… I’m gonna c*m inside you. This is it, mare. This is the one, my broodmare.” Yellow moved her hoof a little forward and pressed into Twilight’s body, the feeling of Green’s c**k sliding in and out brought a smile to Yellow’s lips. “Here’s where she’ll be; this is it, your dream come true. He’s cumming in you, mare!” Twilight felt the pressure as Green’s c**k flare engorged and expanded to fill her, the mental imagery of everything happening faded away and Twilight was left with the thought of holding a newborn filly in her forelegs after birthing her with a formless stallion showing his pride for her. She felt the pressure of his p***s as he pressed deep inside her and when he began cumming she felt the spurts pumping inside her, increasing the pressure. One, two, three, and a long fourth pump of hot c*m filled Twilight. Green sighed, spent. Twilight, lost in euphoria, seemed to take the moment in stride… then she broke and loudly whinnied at a volume similar to the Royal Canterlot Voice. A whinney that was heard throughout the local chambers; bypassing doors and any non-warded rooms to let everypony know she was in the throws of, and had reached, the peak of ecstasy. What could have been the greatest orgasm of Twilight's decade rocked through her body in waves like a tsunami, back and forth from her tail to her teeth and back, washing away her self control and higher brain function and leaving her a nickering, whinnying, drooling, c*m filled mess of a mare similar to one from the paleo-pony period at the best of times, not the princess of a nation. The ponies in the room with her covered their ears and bore through it for the few seconds it lasted, then Twilight fell forward, exhaustion nearly taking everything from her as she fell to the floor and groaned loudly and mumbling incoherently while her body twitched and trembled. Yellow moved to Twilight’s side and poked her. “Hey, you okay? We're kinda worried after that." Yellow laughed without concern. "That was a big one, wasn’t it?” Green and White rubbed their ears while grinning. After ten while minutes, Twilight inhaled sharply and looked around in a daze for several seconds before speaking in slurred speech. “Y-yellow? What you said,” Twilight swallowed dryly, “was the hottest thing I’ve ever heard in any of my seasons. I’m gonna masturbate to those thoughts, and it’s all your fault. There’s no [i]wrong[/i] way to masturbate… or fantasize. My mentor told me so, so there.” Yellow couldn’t stop smiling. “Okay, time to refresh your mind a bit,” she said and cast an easy spell to help Twilight recover from the massive orgasm she’d had. Twilight sat back in the cooling puddle of juices and clapped her hooves together, proud of herself. “Oh, wow, that was just the best thing ever!” she said, making a quiet squeak in joy immediately after  “My first deepthroat, and it was a complete success! And that kiss… wow! I think I totally lost it for a few minutes there,” she looked beside her and saw Yellow covered with a sheen of reproductive fluids from her body, and Green grinning proudly at her. Twilight used her magic to pull Green to her and kissed him. “And you…” she said sternly. “Do me again like that and I’ll do things to you that will make your balls beg for mercy from all the milking I’ll do to you.” Green gulped.“You did a fantastic job, great show. Want more?” Green asked with a bit of hope in his voice. “I,” Twilight tried to blink the c*m away from her eyelids getting a snicker from the other female in the room. “I don’t really know. I don’t feel the need at the moment. I can’t feel my tail, for that matter, or my hind hooves,” Twilight said with a weak giggle.  “Don’t feel pressured, dear,” Yellow said placatingly, “there’s no urgency or demand… unless you want a little more demanding,” she gave a devious look and snapped her teeth. “Uh, well... I guess not, then. I don’t really want anything but a nice long bath at this point, since my mareparts need a soak to cool off.” Twilight giggled and covered her mouth with her hooves. Twilight felt a cool, viscous matter pressing to her lips and licked her hooves with a hum. “It’s not as great as I was informed, but I can imagine the sensation being pleasant to some. “Certain mares I know already love this type of texture on their face at the Clocktower Spa, so there’s not much difference between that and this, I suppose. Plus the nutritional values must be great, I wonder if a pony could subsist off stallion semen for a while in an emergency situation...” There was a silence as Twilight spoke, before somepony broke the silence with a quiet laugh.  “Dude, she has your c*m looking like a manticore sneezed across her face,” Green laughed, “it’s like, so stretchy it’s touching the floor!” He pointed from Twilight’s muzzle and trailed the c*m from her chin to the floor. Green leaned and whispered something to Yellow, who laughed and shoved him away. “You’re such a sap! I should call you Tree, since you’re green and all sappy.” “Hey! I’m not sappy, I just have unique likes.” “Well, on that note,” White said and trotted past Twilight to the others, “I’m heading to clean up after that amazing show, if any of you wanna join me?”  Twilight nodded and stood up; the feeling of their mixed fluids leaking from her body stopping her momentarily. She lifted her tail out of the way, then squatted so the overflow could drain. Twilight blushed deeply and didn’t look anywhere but at the floor in shame at how she must have looked. Twilight noticed yellow legs enter her view, then Yellow shooed the stallions out of the room to leave them alone. A switch was flipped and a rainbow haze coated the walls and ceiling. “There, we’re all alone now. Are you alright, dear? You look unhappy after all that, can I do anything to help you?” Twilight shook her head. Yellow brought over a box of tissues and used them to clean Twilight’s face.“Thanks, I appreciate it.” “It’s no problem, mares have to help mares, right?” “Yeah, but I just feel so humiliated,” Twilight nearly sat down, but stopped before she sat in the cold fluids on the stone floor. “Well, isn’t that the reason you come here?” Yellow snickered and gave Twilight a gentle shove. “C’mon, Purple, what could you [i]possibly[/i] have to be embarrassed about?! Wasn’t all that amazing, memorable, [i]life [/i]altering?” Twilight’s eyes met Yellow’s orange ones, filling with tears. “I just had two stallions watch at me drain a quart of fresh c*m from my v****a, I’m so humiliated!” Twilight was hugged tightly. “”Woah, woah, woah there, filly. You’re in a safe place and everypony loves you, there’s no reason to worry about what your body does after all that. You had fun, right?” she asked and Twilight nodded with a sniffle. “Good, and you felt like you had enough control to stop him if you needed to, right?” Twilight nodded, but she sobbed and blubbered a little. “I just feel like an i***t, there’s so much going on in my head right now and I just…” Twilight trailed off and looked away from her confidant.  “Oh, I get it. You’re fine, Purple, but I need to tell you something that you might not want to hear. It happens rarely, but you need to know why you feel so emotional.” Twilight sniffled loudly, looking with worry at Yellow. A yellow forehoof prodded the underside of Twilight’s eyelid. “I’ve heard of this happening, but never this quick. Purple,” she said seriously enough to make Twilight worry a little, “you have a lot of c*m on your face, I think you might be seeing foals for a while.” Twilight exhaled a wordless sound as the words rattled through her mind, then she snickered, which turned into a laugh shared by Yellow. “I get it! From all the sperm I got on me, I might have babies on my mind, right?” Twilight leaned onto her new friend. Twilight’s withers were covered by a foreleg and she was tugged, guided gently towards the door. “Yeah, that’s the idea.” Yellow answered “That’s very funny,” Twilight said as she wiped her eyes with a tissue wad she’d just pulled from the box, laughing a bit less. “Even though pregnancy can only happen in an active and fertile womb, there has been a growing hypothesis in the scientific community that stallions can carry foals if we apply…” Twilight continued her lecture, happy at being past female issues she wasn’t comfortable sharing with stallions. She decided to highlight the parts on feeling c*m running down her leg when she giggled, laughed, coughed, or did anything to compress her abdomen as well as store the entire experience away for a lonely ni… er, research in the future. Twilight stopped walking at the door, noticing the cheesy quesadilla on the floor and she decided to pick it up, taking it with her as she was led from the room by Yellow; Twilight was quite hungry, and it didn’t seem as scary as she once thought it was. In fact, it seemed to remind her of the semen she’d just tasted, just in a soft shell. Twilight would definitely like quesadillas now. As she took a bite, noting it needed something, she wiped the food across the streams of c*m dangling from her chin to her chest, then took a big cheesy, c*m-filled bite with a smile that grew into a grin, another giggle had more fluids running down her leg and she thought about wiping the newest trail up with her new favorite food. “This is actually [i]better[/i] with semen!” …*... Twilight giggled at a tickle against her inner thigh when Yellow brushed against a sensitive spot. She felt warm, close, and loved with the earth pony behind her, his foreleg draped over her unicorn body. “We haven’t been introduced,” Green stated from behind Twilight, “would you like to know my name?” Twilight nodded slightly, curiosity peaking at the stallion that really interested her through the whole event prior. “When I’m not CB-18733; My name is Crisp Bite.” Green said finally giving a name to the stallion she had been having strong feelings for since he said she was attractive. Twilight felt a cloth poke her thigh and she looked behind her to Yellow. “Hi, I’m SS-6877; Soft Spire and, if you don’t mind keeping your leg up, I’ll have you cleaned up in a moment” Yellow said, finally giving Twilight a name to use instead of something so impersonal for a fellow magic user. Twilight shook her head. “Thank you, I don’t usually spend time in the aftercare rooms with more than one pony. A mare... and she’s a close friend of mine, so this is kinda new to me.” Soft Spire giggled and Crisp Bite chuckled deeply enough that it caused Twilight to feel arousal at the sound. “That’s kinda kinky,” Soft Spire said, “or is it just a sisterly friendship?” “Sisterly, friendship. Definitely,” Twilight said, then giggled when Soft Spire let her magic stroke the sensitive spot between where her hip and labia met sending a tickle and tingle through Twilight’s right hind leg.” “So,” Crisp Bite said softly as Twilight lifted her leg so Spire could wipe the savory goop from along her legs and teats, “can I have your name? Mind, you don’t have to tell, but I’d like to put a name to the amazing mare that gave me such a great time.” “Uhm, well… it was great and all... but I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I tend to draw a lot of attention,” she gestured to the ceiling, “out there.” “Psh, I don’t care who you are,” he nuzzled into her mane and she, for a rare moment, felt reciprocated affection for and at her, not her title.  “Maybe it’s just the afterglow, but I guess I could give you a hint. I’m [i]really [/i]important out there,” Twilight giggled. “There you go.” “Tease,” Crisp Bite said and nipped Twilight’s ear earning a gasp from the purple mare. “Not even your ID?” “Oh, yeah! TS-3,” she said quickly. He inhaled deeply and took in her scent, humming contentedly as he began to quickly fall back asleep, a knowing smile on his lips. “Let’s talk about that later, ‘kay?” Spire giggled and shared a knowing, if not confirming look with Crisp. “You two are so cute together. I’ll be honest, I’ve never heard a mare screaming ‘breed me, turn me into a broodmare’, and the like in so many ways when she came in my whole life,” she chuckled, “you even kept moaning it when you were dozing off from that rutting you got from Crisp. I’ve never seen a pony use a quesadilla as a pillow, though. Not sure what to say about that,” Spire mused. “I just have to say it; isn’t estrus s*x the [i]best[/i]?!” Twilight lifted her head, nodded, and blushed while looking behind her to Spire. “Yeah, it was the best I've ever had. I can still feel it inside me, not just his hard p***s, but the tingle from my orgasm and the pressure of c*m in my uterus... it’s, well... it’s hard to describe without saying something common.  “I mean, I feel the pressure of being full, and I feel it going away bit by bit; which is to be expected. But the sensation,” she moaned quietly for a second or three before her eyes widened and she nearly rolled to her belly as she realized something. “Wait, did I [i]really[/i] say stuff about being his broodmare?!” she blushed brightly and got a chuckle and giggle in reply. Soft Spire answered for Crisp since their white friend was snoring quietly still. “Yeah, you were mumbling a lot of things when he was rutting you and you came. Then, when Crisp picked you up, you just lost it and started screaming ‘breed me, breed me like your broodmare, claim me like the ponies of old, make me yours’. It was hilarious and really sweet, in a way.” Crisp cleared his throat and Twilight looked from the corner of her eye seeing him blushing. “And… uh, that one thing she said?” Crisp asked if Soft Spire was going to mention it. Twilight gulped and felt the tips of her ears tingle from what she might hear next. Soft Spire thought for a second, then clicked her tongue. “Oh, yeah! You wanna tell her that? Really? Well, okay then. Well, Purple, when you were screaming several things to Crisp here, you said a couple things that might be taken in different ways.” Soft Spire finished cleaning and tossed the towel with the others and used her magic to start a bath so she could help clean and groom Twilight; removing the sticky mess from her mane and body. “What else did I say?” Twilight asked. Silence, aside from a bathtub filling with warm water, filled the room and Twilight patiently waited while Soft Spire checked the water level and temperature of the bath. Finally, she turned her head back to Twilight and grinned. “Oh, something when he let you go… you might have said something about how he claimed you and according to an old, but not ratified, law, you’re his mare and will gladly carry at least one of his foals.” Twilight whimpered and blushed deeply, lay her head on the bedding, then covered her head with a pillow and screamed in embarrassment. Soft Spire giggled. “Don’t worry about it; you were lost in the moment and it happens. Especially during the peak of an estrus cycle. Give it a few more cycles; then you’ll be hogtied with your tail braided into your mane while hanging off the floor upside down while two stallions spitroast you while a mare 69’s you after she’s been creampied in every hole so a lot of c*m gets into you and you don’t know whose it is... and it still won’t be enough until they’re spent and have to tap out for the next group to pound you full of c*m until they can’t stand because of the c*m on the floor, then you realize you’ve been cumming continuously for the past half hour and you fall asleep with your muzzle buried deep in a mare’s p***y with her plothole draining semen across your face.” Spire was gently rubbing her cheek with one forehoof and sliding her other foreleg down her belly with the obvious signs of a memory fueling the moment. Crisp cleared his throat and Spire looked at Twilight with a goofy smile, then continued. “Then you wake up in a safe room and can’t walk for six hours, then the next three days are just the best,” she winked, “except you won’t walk right until after day two, so saying you’ve got a leg cramp works great. You’ll see in a couple weeks, definitely in five months during the Month of Songs.” Twilight shook her head from the mare’s mindset. “So, what about Crisp? He seems nice, I could see myself having lunch with him, at least.” Spire sighed. “Crisp is a real romantic, and he keeps getting hurt by mares who only want him for what he has, more than who he is. So, if you’re at all serious, take it one day at a time and remember that you’re not required to do anything you don’t want to, that means feeling obligated to spend time with him, and leading him on, okay?” “Oh? Uh,” Twilight looked to the snoozing stallion behind her, “I was kind of in the moment, but I won’t lie and say it hasn’t been on my mind over the last couple years. Meeting a stallion, being in love, marriage, a herd, foals. As long as he doesn’t fall asleep this quickly, that is.” she giggled. “Well, don’t rush into any of it if you’re unsure. Don’t get pregnant without being ready yourself.” Twilight rolled her eyes and laid back, getting comfortable. “I don’t have to worry about that,” she yawned and was pulled closer by Crisp’s strength, feeling his body against her back and a snuff as he inhaled her scent again. She felt her heart flutter at the attention and, with the thoughts most filly’s carry throughout their life, marrying a stallion. Twilight fell asleep with a contented smile on her muzzle, tea with the stallion distant in her mind, but a sparkle of affection and hope suddenly kindled.