A Melody Full of Love
As Shining Armor walked the halls of the castle he and Cadance resided in, he found himself reflecting on a life that had worked itself out rather well overall. After the chaos of their wedding, as well as the establishment of the Crystal Empire now freed of Sombra’s reign, Shining expected to be working diligently at multiple royal affairs and issues that would await a suddenly resurrected city and its populace. Just getting the civilians to accept that there was no longer a tyranny shadowing their every step and that they could have their own lives back took some labor. And of course, there was re-establishing borders and trade arrangements with the other nations surrounding them.
But all that boring business was made infinitely better by his wife. Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, or just Cadance as she tried to get others to call her.
Without her, he knew that the Crystal Empire would struggle just to get back on its feet, let alone wash away the darkness that had been drowning the realm in sorrow for so long. The love she radiated was the boon for them all, and it made everypony in the city treasure her almost as much as he did. She worked hard for them all, and yet still made time for them both to be a husband and wife living an almost magical life together. Their firstborn child was an alicorn, a miracle in itself, borne of the love they shared between them.
As well as hours long sessions of exciting sex that never got boring.
Thinking of that aspect made a smile come to Shining’s face. The love they had was a powerful enough bond to have survived every tribulation thrown at them yet: Chrysalis, Sombra, Flurry Heart’s birth. And over the years, it has only bloomed and continued to thrive between them. Stolen kisses, little hidden gestures, the occasional sudden slip-away to borrow a closet for fifteen minutes at least. Being partner to the Princess of Love would exhaust a normal stallion, but Shining could meet her demands and more.
“Now where did they…ah. Here we go.” Shining muttered to himself, turning down a corridor as his ears listened for the sound of a cello being played. He could make it out well enough as it echoed down the crystalline halls to him, though the harmony of the music was a little off. The player and her teacher was who he sought, but his thoughts continued to drift as he moved.
The passions between Shining and Cadance were never treated with disrespect or disregard by either pony. In fact, one of Cadance’s most emotional moments was admitting to Shining her attraction to both mares and stallions, her crippling anxiety making her nearly pull her wing feathers out until Shining calmed her down. His support for her, and the trust they shared, only made her love him all the more. So once in awhile, when the mood would strike her, she’d go off on a tangent of having a little fun with a mare or two she’d come to fancy.
And Shining, being a devoted husband, supported her entirely. Sometimes he’d even be her wingman, helping to get her closer to her interested pony and letting them have their fun elsewhere. It was a little game between them, where Shining kept a tally of his “Good Husband Points” for Cadance when such times happened. Of course, there was other ways to get them than just being a wingman. Taking care of Flurry Heart when she was sick and Cadance was handling the nation? Good Husband. Actually listening and encouraging Cadance on even the silliest of her passion projects? Good Husband. Helping Cadance overwhelm the occasional bisexual changeling who was dealing with love depravation?
Very Good Husband.
Coming up to the door he was aiming for, Shining couldn’t help a smile despite the not entirely smooth sounds of a bow on strings coming from the other side. He opened the door with his magic, keeping his entry soundless to not interrupt who was playing. The room they were all gathered in was a little spacious, the ceiling reaching up enough to allow a secondary level accessed by two small staircases on either side. Shining recalled it being one of the study rooms of the castle, a place somepony could approach for quiet contemplation, private reading, or even a hidden rendezvous. Of course, Shining being Shining, he knew the entire layout like the back of his hand.
In the middle of the room, using a stool to assist her for lack of height, stood his daughter. Her eyes were focused on the music stand before her, following along as best she was able. The cello she was playing stood taller than she did, but it didn’t seem to deter Flurry from trying to play it at all. It was Cadence's idea to try and give their daughter a creative outlet alongside her seemingly unending energy. At first, Shining was a little apprehensive about the choice of such a large instrument. However, Cadance was more than willing, due to a past with her own schooling and many lessons in marching band with a tuba.
He has yet to ever actually see this reputed “Tuba of Alicorns”.
A sudden twinge of strings going the wrong way struck through his ears, making his fingers twitch on reflex. Flurry’s reaction was much more visual, her face scrunching up into a frown before she tried the same line again. But again, the same sour note played, and she sighed before looking down at the floor.
“I’ve been trying to get this note right for fifteen minutes, miss Octavia. Why can’t I get it? Are you sure nothing’s wrong with the cello?”
Shining looked at her teacher. The mare who stood up from her seat was a grey coated mare, with a black-colored mane that reached the small of her back. Her posture was upright and showed composure, her steps steady as she approached the smaller mare. Octavia Melody was Flurry’s personal teacher, hired on per Twilight’s own recommendation and from glowing praise of her own musical talent from many performances. Though she never pursued teaching on her own, one does not merely shrug off a formal invitation to tutor a royal child. She and Flurry Heart have actually been hitting it off quite well, he recalled, especially when Flurry witnessed Octavia wielding her cello with ease despite the heavy weight of the instrument.
From Shining’s view, however, Octavia could please an audience through their eyes as much as their ears. The mare was a beauty to behold, her current attire being a semi-formal flowing dress that reached just above her feet, clad in black heels that clacked on the crystal and stone floor. The violet colored dress hid long legs that carried her, leading to one of her most prominent features: an absolutely enormous backside that Shining had done a double take of the first time he’d seen it. She was bigger than Cadance by a fairly hefty amount, enough that any step she took or moved could make it wobble beneath the fabric covering it. Said fabric did keep her decent, and yet, made the view from behind all the more enticing.
Her upper half wasn’t lacking at all, either. She was healthy, not thinned out like many mares take to being but well-proportioned throughout her form. Shining’s keen eyes could pick up on the muscle hiding beneath the surface of her arms, no doubt shaped from years of cello playing and carrying. Her face was lovely when smiling and at rest, the mare never once growing cross or upset even when Flurry would play incorrectly. Her patience was incredible.
“Now, Flurry. What have we said about blaming the instrument just trying to play it’s song?” Octavia asked.
Flurry huffed. “It’s only playing what it’s told to play, because the pony holding it makes it play.” she recited. “But I’ve been trying for so long! I can’t get that note!”
“You can, dear. You can and will.” Octavia assured her, coming to stand on the other side of the cello and holding it to let Flurry lower her arms for a rest. “No orchestra was perfected in a day, and no cello ever mastered in an hour. You’ve made a great deal of progress in such a short time.”
“But it’s not good enough. I want it to be perfect!” She declared, giving a cute little stomp of her foot in frustration. “I wanna…I want mom and dad to be proud and see I can really do something great. Great like they do! It’s gotta be perfect!”
Octavia’s expression turned thoughtful, trying to find some way to console the small alicorn. Shining saw that as his moment to step in. “You know, I think it’s better not being perfect.” He approached the two and got their attention, with Flurry’s wings popping out before coming over to embrace her father, leaving Octavia to look on.
“Daddy! Were you watching? I’m trying my best to make it perfect for you and mommy!” She told him.
Shining ruffled the top of Flurry’s head with a hand, amused at how she shook her head after to fix it while he spoke. “I did see, sweetie. And you’re doing great. But you don’t have to aim to be perfect just to make me and mom proud of you.”
“But I wanna be the best at it I can be!”
“And that’s a good goal to have. But don’t go believing that we love you just for playing music. You’re my daughter. And I will always love you no matter how well you play or what you play. Besides, perfection is a little boring, don’t you think?” He remarked to Octavia, who straightened at being addressed by Shining before smiling at being included.
“He’s right. Music, when it’s complete, sounds perfect because everything has been put together in just the right way. But a secret of music is that it’s also made up of imperfect pieces,” Octavia explained while running her fingers along the strings of the cello, “pieces that come together eventually to form the harmony we love to hear. The more you practice and play, the easier it will come to you.”
“Exactly. So don’t go demanding perfection out of yourself. What’s most important is being happy and doing what you can.” He finished, resting his hands on his hips. “Now…I would say today’s lesson is just about done, isn’t it?”
“Indeed. We have done plenty for today, and the afternoon is still bright.” Octavia craned her head to look out the nearby window. “Quite the day to be outdoors.”
“Why don’t you run along, honey? Your friends are probably just now getting done with school down the road. Go out and play, and just make sure you come back in time for dinner.” Shining suggested.
Flurry Heart lifted herself up with her wings and embraced Shining again, her low spirits easily banished by his encouragement. “Ok Daddy! Thank you for today, Miss Octavia!”
“A pleasure as always, Flurry. Be safe, dear!”
Shining watched his daughter fly out into the hallway, giggling happily as she went. Shaking his head, he looked back to Octavia to see her eyes on him, a warm smile on her face. “Kids. I had plenty of times I questioned myself like that. I know what she’s going through.”
“Then it’s especially good that she has such a good father to look after her.” Octavia complimented before approaching him. “And thank you, again, for being such a gracious host. It’s quite a change compared to life in Ponyville.”
“I imagined it would be. Though I have to admit, between us two, you’re much better dressed for being noble,” he said, gesturing at her well-dressed self before pointing at his own attire. As it was, Shining had on a fairly simple pair of black dress pants with a sleeveless t-shirt under an unbuttoned blue collared shirt. “Do me a favor; ask me to call your tailor for fashion advice.”
Octavia gave a soft laugh into her hand, shaking her head. “Your majesty, I’m hardly a fashionable mare. Most would call me stuffy back home for dressing like this.”
“Please, call me Shining. And I think you look beautiful.” The color that rose in Octavia’s cheeks only added to her delighted look, prompting Shining to continue, “Would you like to share a drink? I understand you enjoy a nice wine once in a while.”
“That sounds actually quite nice. And pleasant company to match.” Octavia agreed, pausing only for a split second at Shining’s offered arm before taking it to let herself be escorted to another lounging area, the cello left standing next to its open case for the time being. Being Flurry’s practice room, it was a safe place to keep it.
“How is it, my lady?”
“Absolutely, mm, exquisite.”
Shining chuckled as did Octavia, both being humored by the other’s overly posh accent. The wine room was a decent addition to the castle, but was kept almost like a private bar instead of just storage for endless bottles and barrels of alcohol. There were dedicated sturdy tables for seating, and even a couple windows to view the world outside the castle. With it being a sunny day, the natural lighting made navigating the selection easy.
“I thought you military trained men only knew the roughest of spirits.”
Shining chuckled. “Oh please, allow me to impress a lady.” He said before levitating a bottle down to let her inspect it. “This particular bottle is a national treasure. Brewed and stored before Sombra’s reign, preserved magically to make every drop a unique taste. Some say only a few of these remain in vaults around the country.”
Octavia raised an eyebrow at this. “What is it called? It must be quite the bottle.”
Shining smiled. “I haven’t a single clue at all. I bought it just a week ago down the street. But you know how vendors love to play it up for a Royal.”
Octavia snorted into her glass and took a small drink of her own before setting it down to speak again. “I must admit, Shining, you are unlike any Royal or noble I’ve brushed shoulders with. It’s rare, refreshing even, to see somepony not be so full of hot air or with their nose so upturned to face the sky.”
“I’m sure training in my guard days did plenty to work the hot air out. Now there’s just calm, controlled air,” he told her as he stood next to her. The cello player had yet to seat herself, stating a preference for standing on habit. Standing beside her, he still had a good few inches on her, being at least a head taller. “As for turning my nose up, only when I see Cadance or Flurry flying overhead. That’s usually something to pay attention to.”
“Does that happen often?”
“In a household…er, castle-hold with two alicorns? You get used to it.”
Octavia smiled to herself and moved to look out the window, Shining looking on as she walked. It was impossible to not glance down and watch the way her dress would shift over her bountiful curves, prompting Shining to get up and follow her.
“A devoted father, noble, and a man who can never run out of compliments. Do they raise all good soldiers to be like you?” She pondered aloud.
Shining came up behind her, looking at her reflection in the window. “When a woman’s before us, there’s ample motivation.” He said. “Even if we can’t read a wine bottle label.”
Octavia smiled and closed her eyes. “I envy Cadance.” The moment the words left her lips, she reacted as if she’d been slapped and looked back to Shining. “Oh! I-I mean. Oh. This wine must simply be stronger than I thought! I didn’t mean to speak out of line, it just-“
He cut her off with a simple finger held up, making the grey-coated mare pause before he plucked the wine glass from her grasp and set it away from them on a nearby stand. Her hand shook a little as he came back to hold it gently, looking her in the eyes the whole time.
“The wine just turns on the microphone. You’re the one who can speak freely.” He told her. “Please. I insist.”
Octavia took a moment before sighing in defeat. “It is every girl’s dream to be swept off their feet by a Prince Charming. Somepony of noble spirit and a heart of gold. There was many a heart broken seeing Her Majesty be bound to such an eligible bachelor. And while I entertain no ideas of being a homewrecker as some do, there are some lonely nights…I still yearn.”
Shining nodded, lowering his and her hands but not letting go just yet. “There’s no shame in having wants, Octavia. Take it from somepony who gets told regularly to indulge all he likes. You’re a wonderful woman, anypony can see that.”
“Perhaps in your kind eyes. But in others’ vision, I am a…woman of excess.” She said before turning aside, moving away from the window and it’s light to be out of sight from the outside world. “I hear their whispered words. The magazine profiles. I am no runway model.”
Shining frowned at the negative words, and moved to rejoin her. “Don’t say such things about yourself. They’re not the truth.”
“And what makes you say that?”
Shining’s hands rested on her shoulders, hunched as they were, and helped turn her back to face him. She relaxed in his grasp, faint purple eyes staring up into his determined own. “You don’t live a life like mine and not recognize beauty when you see it. And not just physical,” he pointed out, bringing a hand up to brush a loose lock of her black mane out of her face, “but in many ways.”
Octavia’s eyes were wide with emotion, her hands coming up to rest on his chest. “Do you…really think I’m beautiful, Shining Armor?”
“Would you prefer I say it? Or shall I show you?” He asked.
“I…Shining…”
Taking the initiative, Shining closed the distance between them, his lips pressing to Octavia’s own and evoking a soft whimper from her at the contact. He could taste the wine still on her lips, a sweet flavoring to compliment the singular taste of her own lips. But it was only for a moment before she broke off.
“But Cadance!” The worry in her voice was clear, yet the desire in her eyes only had Shining pull her in closer by the waist.
“A quiet secret of being married to the Princess of Love, is a solid marriage. She and I love each other dearly. So dearly, that she and I encourage one another in pursuing interests beyond just ourselves.” He told her. “So since you’ve been doing so well to teach my daughter how to play, maybe I can teach you a little love for yourself?”
Octavia looked down at his chest for a second to think, before looking back up at him again. “Am I…can I be somepony even comparable to an alicorn like her?”
“We can start there. Because quite frankly, Octavia, there is no other mare here like you.” He assured her before kissing her again. She seemed to feed off his confidence, returning the kiss this time and taking hold of his shirt to stay as close as possible to the taller stallion. Feeling her press up against him ignited his desires again; it’d been too long since he’d been close with any mare, even with Cadence's urging and clear permission. Business meetings, looking after Flurry, the odds and ends of a royal’s life sometimes left little time for personal wants.
But now he had her in his own embrace. The smell of her hair, a soft, alluring fragrance complimented the silken texture he felt against his fingers as he rubbed her back slowly, continuing the kiss and savoring the feeling of her lips against his. For such a well-built mare, she was delightfully pleasant, and he could feel her shiver as his hands drifted down towards her hips. He broke off again and whispered in her ear.
“It’s been a long time since a man held you like this, hasn’t it?”
“Too long. I-I…you are the first in some time. I almost expected you to be rough, as some nobles I hear do.” Octavia said. She licked her lips idly before speaking again. “Yet you’re gentle. I feel…safe, with you.”
“I promise I will never hurt you. Well, unless you asked me to,” He teased with a wink, making her smile a little, “but right now…these hands just want to help you. If you’ll let them.”
With her nodding for her permission, he kissed her once again, pulling her with him to let him rest against a nearby pillar. With its firm support at his back, he broke off from the kiss only to turn her, letting her back and wide rump press against his front while his hands roamed over her front. Caressing her midriff through her dress seemed to make her tremble, especially as he dipped down towards her groin. He trailed a line of kisses along her cheek to her neck, giving a soft flick of his tongue against her skin that made her gasp.
“Do you know how many times I’ve thought of this?” He murmured in her ear.
“H-how often?”
“Too many. I can tell you’re in need. In need of someone strong to show you love. To show you affection.” He punctuated each statement with a kiss along her neck, coaxing sighs and hums from her. All the while, his experienced hands soon slipped under the front of her dress, coming to grope at her thigh first before one hand deftly slipped her panties aside and rubbed a finger along her wet marehood. She was already soaked, he could feel, as he glided the digit up and down.
“O-oh my stars. N-nopony’s touched me in…oh please, more!” She whispered. He was humored at her trying to keep quiet, as if scared somepony would investigate. At this time of day, only they would be around here, as this was a low security sector of the castle. Emboldened by this reminder, he granted her wish and pushed his finger up to the second knuckle, curling it and brushing against the roof of her marehood. A strangled gasp escaped her as he continued to toy with her, stimulating her both at the neck and her pussy.
“Funny; it’s like I’m playing my own new instrument with you like this.” Shining commented before nibbling on her ear. “I like hearing you say my name.”
“Shining…Shining! Ng!” She grunted out as he worked his finger back and forth, soon adding a second finger to further stimulate her and work her up. Her body was shaking up against him, her plush rump unintentionally grinding against his lap easily thanks to her size. Shining had no problem with this, enjoying the feeling of her butt against him as his arousal strained at the front of his pants. He worked at her faster, soon adopting a practiced technique of not just working his fingers in and out, but encircling her marehood’s depths and stimulating every inch he could get to with ease.
One of her arms desperately clawed for his, holding onto him and prompting one of his arms around her middle to balance her. “I-I’m…I’m going to-!” She warned, her voice breaking into whimpers as his fingers never stopped their efforts.
“Cum for me, Octavia. Make that naughty pussy squirt over my hand.” He instructed her, nibbling on her ear again. As he did, a third finger joined and pushed in until all three fingers were buried in her depths, feeling her wet juices drip around them and lubricate them better to work them in and out faster. Words failed the musician as her voice could only muster whimpers that rose in pitch until she clenched around him, her thighs squeezing together and pinning his arm in place as her juices splashed around his fingers and onto his palm. He slowed his stroking to an easier pace, coaxing the lovely sounds of her moans out of her while riding out her orgasm. She was still breathing deeply by the time she let go, and he retrieved his fingers from her depths.
Holding up the wet digits in front of them both, he let her watch as he licked them clean of her essence, her flushed face watching him as he looked back at her. When he stopped, Octavia turned about and lowered herself to kneel in front of him on her knees. She reached up with her hands for the fly of his pants, but one of Shining’s hands made her pause and look up.
“Two things. One. Don’t think you have to do anything just because I made your world explode. Nopony forces anypony here.” Shining told her.
“I want this. I…I-I want to see what I was feeling press against me.” Octavia assured him before he let go. She worked to undo the button and his fly while asking, “What was the second?”
“Don’t be intimidated by the size.”
He said this to her just as she got him freed of his pants, the boxers following suit with an easy tug. The hefty shaft that revealed itself had Octavia’s eyes widen and her jaw to drop. Shining never got tired of that reaction, and even his wife’s experienced history with him still even left her reeling sometimes when he’d have it before her. He was certainly above average, his cock thicker than a soda can and long enough to fill any mare with room to spare if they were small enough. He had a guess Octavia could handle a fair amount, but the hunger in her eyes might promise more than his guessing.
One of her hands reached up to hold his shaft at the base, lifting his hefty cock up to inspect it as her other hand reached to his balls. A singular snort left his nose as she palmed them, rubbing gently over and grasping the hefty matching black orbs in her palm.
“Such…such a cock! I only thought such a thing could be from the dreams of women and fiction!” Octavia commented. “So virile…so warm…” Her voice softened as her lips hovered before the flattened tip, nose twitching as she smelled his musk.
“And all yours.” He added with a smile.
The mare only needed a few more seconds to observe him before she seemed to give in to her desires. A dash of pink flicked out to lick at the tip, and her eyes squinted shut before opening again. To Shining, he knew she expected something bitter or even potentially foul. Yet daily cleansing and proper care - at the insistence of his wife no less - meant he was more than befitting for her wants. Another tongue flick had Octavia more intrigued, and soon she was slowly but thoroughly exploring his tip and working the musician’s lust out through her oral ministrations. Licks became gradually longer, and wetter, as she idly stroked the base and explored him.
“That’s good, Octavia. Really good.” He told her, closing his eyes and leaning back against the pillar again. Only now he was the one being pleased while she worked at him. The longer time went, the more hungry she seemed to grow. The licks left his saliva-stained tip to trail down the length of his cock, glazing over veins and smooth cock with her spit. Shining couldn’t help a small grin to himself: her hunger was evident the longer she was allowed to toy with him. Small huffs of her breath ghosted against his shaft as she moved down to the base, releasing him and letting his member hang over her head as she eyed his dangling balls.
“This is so much more than I imagined.” she whispered to herself before nuzzling his balls, moaning as their weight pressed against her face and nose. Shining took a moment to bring his hand to the back of her head, pushing her gently but with a firm enough grip to control her and keep her there. Octavia’s whole body seemed to shudder as she was made to breathe in his musk, another moan leaving her before he finally relented. Octavia had zero wish to move away, it seemed, as she stayed in place. A delicate kiss from her prompted Shining to speak up finally.
“I can imagine you doing plenty, myself. Would you like some help?”
The question made her withdraw slowly, remaining on her knees but tilting back until his cock was pointed at her face again. A lustful throb went through him as the normally regal behaving woman let his member drag against her face, and then bob just before her lips. “I am…a little rusty. Perhaps a kind prince might help me?” she replied, eyes darting from his face to his cock.
“Open those beautiful lips for me, and I’ll help you plenty.” He instructed. Octavia obeyed without hesitation, letting his tip rest on her outstretched tongue before closing her eyes as he fed his cock into her maw. Shining, knowing better than to just claim her roughly, guided her motions with a hand to the back of her head again, but didn’t push further than just the first couple of inches. “A good lover does what they are told to. A great lover does it with affection. Do you like this cock, Octavia?” He questioned after pulling back, her tongue extending out to try and keep contact with him but only just falling short.
“I-I,” she breathed out, chest heaving a little, “I love this cock, Shining.”
“You do? How much?”
“So much! It’s so thick, so…delicious!”
“Get another taste. Take as much as you can.”
Obeying without question, Octavia’s lust drove her to let him slide his cock past her lips again, this time pushing further into her throat and making her give a startled sound. Her tongue, however, never stopped moving and wiggling against his shaft, continuously lubricating it with her saliva as he worked himself in. Shining, however, stopped once his medial ring had cleared her mouth and held there, prompting the musician to look up to him with a smoldering gaze of want.
“Now this can go one of two ways. Either you can let me enjoy your lovely mouth and throat as the sexy cocksucker you are,” he paused to feel her swallow around his cock, a muffled moan escaping her. Oh, she enjoyed dirty talk. Even better. “Or, I can let you take care of things. What would you prefer?”
He had a feeling she might want to take control, as she struck him as the type of woman to walk her own path. But in this case, she surprised him; one of her hands left her lap where it’d been resting to press atop his hand on her head, the lust in her stare speaking plenty for her wishes as she used the other hand to grope at one of her breasts through her dress. Shining admired her willingness, and fixed his stance by straightening up.
“Three taps on either hip, if you want me to stop. And remember to breathe.” He told her.
Once Shining’s hips got moving, Octavia’s hands both moved to his sides to hold herself upright as much as to keep a grip on him. But not once did she stop him as he worked several inches back and forth out of her willing gullet. Her spit did plenty to keep him wet enough to work in and out, the only other sound coming from her being the moans interwoven between the schlick and slurp of her lips glossing over his shaft. She breathed through her nose easily enough, reassuring Shining as he continued to work her head on his cock.
The sight of a beauty like Octavia knelt before him would be a dream for any man, but Shining took care to not treat her as rough as Cadance enjoyed it. His wife, in the throes of lust, would have him hammer at her throat as if her life depended on it. Octavia felt fantastic, but letting her just be washed away in the throes of carnal want while sucking on his dick was seemingly as cathartic as it was pleasing. Sometimes he’d push in a little too far and she would gag a little, yet not once did she make him stop. The musician seemed all the more determined to take everything he could offer her.
At one point, a huff and snort left his lips as Octavia’s head started to bob in rhythm with his motions, her lips forming a tighter seal around his dick as she sucked on him. Her technique wasn’t as refined as others might’ve been, but her enthusiasm made up for it as much as the alluring sight of her lips around his cock was. Shining couldn’t help at one point but to pull out, leaving her to pant with her mouth open and then moan as Shining ran the tip of his cock in a lazy circle around her soft lips. Neither spoke as he resumed the slow and steady bucking against her face, and to his impressed self, she started to take him deeper.
Inch by inch, she got closer to the base, her lipstick leaving trails against his black cock before she finally could hold him with his dick fully sheathed in the wet tunnel that was her throat. Every swallow, every sound she made was a burst of enjoyment for Shining, throwing his head back and moaning as she worked her head back and forth a little while keeping him buried inside. He was too pent up to slow his climax much, and couldn’t help a buck of his hips against her face that made his balls bounce against her chin before he withdrew.
She tried to protest with a muffled sound, but Shining held firm until the last third of his member was still within her oral grasp. “I’m going to cum. Right down that, ngh, amazing throat.” He warned her. It seemed to make her wake up and she used her hands to grab at his slickened cock, stroking it rapidly as her tongue encircled him again and again. “Try not to drown in it.”
His cock throbbed in warning, and Octavia closed her eyes to suck hard for a final time. Shining’s legs, to her credit, trembled a little as he held himself in place by grabbing for her shoulders. The first thick burst of his seed fired into her mouth and was quick to flow down into her throat, sticky and hot. The volume was enough, with Shining being pent up, to nearly act as if he’d just popped the top off a batch of cake icing. Octavia’s eyes went wide at this, and she swallowed quickly to try and keep things controlled.
She was not quite prepared.
As Shining’s orgasm continued, pump after pump of cum was splashed into her jaw, nearly making Octavia’s cheeks balloon out before she swallowed rapidly to keep up. Her efforts kept her from being drowned in his spunk, but she couldn’t do it and keep her composure. Droplets of white turned into strings of cum that fell from where her lips enclosed around his cock, splashing onto the tops of her dress and chest. She did what she could though, Shining noted through the haze of orgasmic relief, as she continued to swallow down his cum despite the mess.
When it finally tapered off and she released him, it looked as if someone had splashed white gravy on her dress and fur from the neck up to her lips. She breathed in deep gulps of air once her airway was clear of his cum, and she opened her eyes again after having closed them in her effort. “Holy Celestia. That was…just how backed up are you?”
“That was just round one.”
“Yes, but…if that had been inside of me…” Her face burned red, but there wasn't disgust or fear in her expression. It was intrigue, mixed with curiosity and desire.
“It still can be. If you want it to be.” He offered, his length giving a twitch of life as it dangled there before her. He was entirely unbothered to be in such a state before her; the way she couldn’t stop looking at it was equal parts a boost to his ego as well as enticing to continue with her. He could claim her right here, on the floor, or on the nearby chair, or anywhere really.
“I…not here. If somepony walks in, it would be ruin for us both.” She said. “Could we…perhaps retire to somewhere more private?”
Shining thought for a moment. “I know just the place to go.” He replied before holding out a hand to the curvaceous musician. Once she had taken it, his horn lit up, and an aura bubble of his magic surrounded them both before they were teleported away.
“Here we are.”
Shining’s voice was slightly amplified in the enclosed space they landed in, but the unicorn was an experienced user of his own magic. The perfect place to bring her was his and Cadence's bedroom, specifically their bathroom. Cadance had taken care to noise proof the whole room from ceiling to floor, as it was one of her favorite places to indulge with him when she got to yearning for him. The white tiled floor was clean, and there was a glass door ready to be opened. The shower stall was tall and with sturdy walls on each side of it, made of a durable enough glass to last hour long sessions between him and his wife. His bare steps were audible as he kicked off his shoes and threw aside his shirt as well onto the floor. Being completely naked now, he turned and expected to see Octavia likewise, but stopped himself as the black-haired mare had only gotten up.
“Is everything ok?” He questioned.
“It has…it’s been some time since I let a man see me naked. And I’m with a man who is married.” She remarked, crossing one arm over her dirtied chest. “Is this desperation or pity?”
“Neither.” Shining answered her, walking over to her and taking hold of both hands. It prompted her to look at him, and he continued, “What I see is a lovely, amazing woman who needs and deserves to get back in touch with her passions. And I am nothing but a man honored to help her feel the excitement she deserves.”
“I do want you, and I desire this greatly. Just…I do not wish to be seen as some sort of…homewrecker or scarlet woman.” She let out.
“Trust me; you’re neither of those things.” Shining assured her before bringing her hands up to lightly kiss the knuckles of each hand, prompting a small smile out of Octavia before he continued. “If anything, if Cadance was here, she’d probably be telling me to be doing a better job for you. But here and now, it’s just me and you. So let’s just be the man and woman we both want to be.”
With Shining’s warm display, Octavia seemed a bit more at ease, and with a tug of the strings at her shoulders and backside, the dress slid down off her body with ease to pool onto the floor. The dress had accentuated her curves well enough for Shining to know what to expect, yet he was no less thrilled at beholding her. Large, round breasts capped with darkened areolas and nipples waiting to be played with; a soft looking middle and thick thighs he wanted to squeeze; most of all, a wide pair of hips and large rear that easily outsized his wife’s and would be ample enough to grab ahold of.
“You’re stunning.” He commented as she approached him. His stiffness was returning quickly, aided by her hand slowly brushing over his length in a test of her confidence.
“Says the marble-cut stallion.” She quipped, earning a smirk out of Shining. “I have always wondered what sex in the shower was like…I always feared I was too large. Too much to…well, work with.”
“I can promise you as an experienced man that I absolutely want to work with every inch of you.” He told her, his eagerness evident in his form and voice. She seemed the type to want the positive encouragement and needed it, but her continuous stroking of his cock showed it was appreciated. “I have an idea you might like.”
“Oh?”
Shining gestured at the marble cut wide seating within the shower’s confines. It was wide enough to let his torso lay across it, which he demonstrated after walking over to it. “Most men suggest the only ride for a lady is in their lap. But I think you’d enjoy something folks call Queening.”
“It’s not some sort of obscure sex ritual for royal magic, is it?” She questioned.
Shining laughed. “Trust me; the only royal magic is how good it’ll feel to have me eat you out while you ride my face.”
Octavia’s whole face flushed red. “O-oh my. I…but my rump is rather hefty, Shining.”
“All the better to squeeze my head with, my dear.”
The musician needed little more invitation than that. Stepping inside and closing the shower door behind her, she switched on the water spout above them and allowed a warm spray to both wash over them as well as provide a boost in the air temperature. With a little work, Shining soon had her positioned where she had her enormous rear overtop his head. He gave a thumbs up so she could see he was ready, and in a blink of an eye, Shining’s world became engulfed between Octavia’s bountiful ass cheeks.
Having experienced this many times with Cadance, Shining took a precaution of casting some magic on himself, making sure a pocket of air would keep him safe from potential harm. One would think he might also cushion his head, but he bypassed it to memorize the feeling of Octavia atop him. The weight of her wasn’t a deterrent, but rather enticed him as his hands immediately clapped onto either cheek and dug in with his fingers, squeezing her hefty ass while his tongue began to lick and seek out her wanting nethers. It took only a moment to find her, grazing past a tuft of unkempt fur to then slip into her marehood.
“O-oh! You naughty devil, you!” she called out, wiggling atop his head and further entrapping him. He could smell the musk and sweat coming off of her, and breathed it in easily, making his cock twitch against his belly while she continued to wiggle atop him. Her motions only encouraged his tongue to plunge deeper, probing her depths with a hunger that made her cry out more.
As he worked his tongue in long circles to appreciate and worship her marehood, already tasting her juices on his tongue, his hands didn’t stay idle in the slightest. The crown jewel of her body surrounded his head as he pressed it around him, savoring the weight and the warmth of it. Her sheer plushness made him feel perfectly buried under her, and every little wiggle or wobble of her body as she sat there echoed through to bounce around him. The only way it could’ve been improved was having her suck him off again, but he was more than satisfied to listen to her ecstatic cries.
But the simple efforts of his tongue weren’t enough, in his view. Slow, easy licking became quick, jerked motions around her inner depths, the randomization getting Octavia to gasp and squeal in delight. He couldn’t speak, of course, but a silent understanding worked itself out as she rode his face in tandem with his longer strokes, tongue-fucking her deep enough to stimulate her plenty. The occasional brush against her clit made her clench around him, almost literally bouncing on his head. A normal stallion might’ve felt in danger, but Shining took it all like a champ.
“Shining! Oh please. Please - ohfuck - please more! I can’t get enough!” Octavia called out. Her gasps were growing more intense along with her voice, so the unicorn decided to really ramp it up for her. A bit of focus made him slow his tongue a little as a ball of magic formed inside her marehood, the sudden expansion of space making Octavia yelp in surprise. But Shining persevered, and soon had her nearly screaming as an ethereal dildo worked its way in tandem with his tongue’s jabbing thrusts, further pleasuring her and making her juices soon pour over Shining’s chin.
“Yes! YES! Yeeessssss!” She had a hand on the nearest wall to brace herself, her entire body trembling as an orgasm crashed into her. Shining let her coast along the delightful sensation, continuing to eat her out and use his hands to keep her balanced atop him as well. She was definitely a squirter, as she almost flooded his nose as well as his mouth with her femcum. Only when she relented and finally rose up off him did he cease his efforts, his horn stopping its glow as he beheld her panting and flushed personage.
“Well? How was it, your majesty?” He asked.
“If that could be my throne, the world might never see me again.” Octavia replied, letting him sit up as she stayed there beside him. Her eyes fell to his cock, hard as stone and ready to be used. “...a Queen is nothing without a royal scepter, however.”
Shining grinned, flexing his muscles just a little to make himself twitch for her viewing pleasure. Octavia giggled salaciously before standing up. “I’m not much for making decrees, Shining. But I’ll make one request of you.” She remarked while taking a moment to let the shower spray from overhead wash over her, letting Shining enjoy the way the running water would arc over and around her bountiful rear end.
“And what’s that?”
Octavia moved to the nearest glass wall, letting herself lean forward so her front was pressed against the glass while her back half was pushed out towards him. Her tail flagged itself to the right, leaving a clear view of the wide valley her ass made before she used a hand to tug herself to the side and expose her wanting pussy.
“Take me against this wall, you stud. Show me what makes Cadance greet every day with a smile.”
With that kind of open invitation, Shining stood up quick and was positioned behind her in an instant. He had been helping push her through this for awhile, but finally seeing Octavia participate actively and embracing the whole idea was making it go to a whole new level of fun. A jerk of his hips allowed his impressive member to lay against the grey valley of her ass, the water helping to let him grind against her. Even with his cock fully hardened and ready, her sheer size still could overtake him. Part of knowing that excited the stallion, enough to take hold of either cheek and adjust themselves so that he could grind his cock between her cheeks, enveloping himself in the fat of her ass.
“Gods above. This ass is phenomenal.” He grunted out as his cock slid back and forth, his hips lightly bumping into her rear as he held onto her for a grip. “I don’t guess you’ve ever…?”
“I’m not a fan of anal, no. But I appreciate you asking first,” Octavia answered, giving her rear a playful bounce around his cock. Shining let go of a moan at that, prompting Octavia to continue as she worked him up. It didn’t take too much effort on her behalf, gravity doing its job of letting her bounce and grind against his cock easily with her heft helping her. “There’s a better place for it to go.”
“Tell me where you want it.” Shining asked.
“I-Inside me, Shining?”
“I want you to say it.”
“I want your cock in my…pussy.” He withdrew back, if regretfully, only to adjust themselves so he could prod his readied tip at her willing entrance. But he only prodded enough to tease her, the buxom woman wiggling to try and get him inside her. “Please!”
“Louder. Say it like you mean it, you naughty mare!”
“Please fuck my puSSY!” She wound up nearly screaming as Shining fulfilled her wish, ramming his solid shaft into her depths with a hearty grunt himself. She clenched onto him immediately as a low moan escaped her, grasping at the shower wall for support and pressing her fingers flat against the glass. “S-so big…”
“He’s not even halfway done.”
“H-halfway-OHCELESTIA!” Octavia’s breath gave out and prevented her from screaming more, as Shining pushed further in and nearly had himself hilted inside of her. He knew she could take him, judging from her reactions, and the way she was so tight around him was phenomenal. Her juices were doing plenty to keep him lubricated enough to continue, his grip staying tight on her rear as Octavia moaned when he moved even just a little. “F-fuck! Ohfuck!”
“You love being filled with this dick?”
“Y-you’ll ruin me for any other stallion! I…oh, please Shining, fuck me!” She begged.
Beckoned as he was, Shining wasted no time, pulling back to leave just a third of himself inside her before slamming back in. The clap of her ass against his middle was nearly matched by her moaning, the musician’s voice elevated in the enclosed room. He didn’t give her a chance to recover her wits, adopting a rough and hard pace that seemed to suit her just fine. Again and again, he thrust into her, clearing several inches of thick, hard meat each time, only to feel himself be tugged on and pulled on as she desperately clung to his cock.
From Shining’s view, the most appealing sight had to be watching the way her ass endlessly bounced and jiggled under his efforts. Every impact, be it a spanking by his hand - something that made her squeal - or a thrust from his hips would make her cheeks wobble enticingly. He was letting himself get worked up now, his pace quickening to make her whole body tremble along with her fat rear. A glance to the glass wall of the shower she was up against made her all the more enticing: the reflection let him see how her large bosom was pressed up against the glass, her hardened nipples scraping against the smooth surface while her face was a display of ecstasy and pure lust, lips agape and tongue nearly hanging out.
Were it not for his own strength, a normal stallion would’ve been knocked aside he imagined. But he was no mere pony next door, and he was making sure she knew it.
“Shining! Shiinngning, fuck, this fucking cock!” Octavia called out, “you’re too good! It’s too good!”
“You like having your ass pounded on, don’t you, Octavia? Don’t you?” He barked out, punctuating his question with a smack to her right ass cheek.
SMACK!
“Oh!”
“Tell me!”
SMACK!
“OH!”
“Tell me, you cumslut!”
“I LOVE YOUR COCK! PLEASE!” She begged, eyes wide as another slap to her rear followed. Shining felt her tense up and realized she’d already tipped over into another climax, but it wasn’t enough to slow him down. Far from it; instead, the stallion adjusted his posture to better grab her hips, moving just enough to let him rapidly pound into her like a jackhammer. The shorter thrusts were less powerful, but the roughness had Octavia’s eyes rolling back as she continued to climax.
Grunting beneath her moaning, Shining felt his control slip and decided to throw caution to the wind. Holding out wasn’t what she necessarily wanted right then, and so he let his next orgasm surge through his cock and into her willing depths. The sudden surge of heat inside her made Octavia’s head snap back, her mouth in a silent “O” shape as she trembled under his grasp. Shining’s whole body locked up as he continued to fill her, enough of his spunk rushing out that it soon began to squirt around the tight seal she had around his cock, white strings of spunk falling to the shower floor from her stained thighs.
He saw her body slump a little and moved to catch her, but the mare proved more stalwart than he expected even after the rough round. She was able to catch herself, and looked over her shoulder to him. His cock throbbed as she panted, and squeezed around him, causing another dollop of cum to flow down her thighs. He withdrew, prompting a series of squeaks from the mare before groaning as he was freed, swinging under the shower spray and still hard.
“The beast…never quits, does he?” Octavia breathed out as she stood upright, though still holding onto the glass wall for support. “I suppose it falls to me then. Could you…sit down for the next round?”
Shining obeyed, placing himself on the nearby marble seat and looking on as she approached him. Her eyes were on his member, a hand giving a lame attempt at smoothing her messied wet hair to keep it out of her eyes for the moment.
“Are you sure you don’t need a minute? You just had a round, we can wait if you - “
“With all due respect, your majesty,” Octavia cut him off as she swung her leg over him to straddle his lap, squeezing his cock between his middle and her navel, “I don’t know when this ride is going to end or how it’ll end. But I’m going to make the most of it. And if that leaves me as nothing more than a cock-drunk whore, ngh,” she grunted as she ground up against him, making Shining throb against her wet entrance, “then so be it.”
“I mean, if you want it that way.”
He didn’t seek to elaborate for the wanting mare, instead helping her by taking hold of her butt again to help lift her, with Octavia offering no resistance. She placed her hands on his shoulders and let him guide her, the pair sharing an almost relaxed sounding moan as she sank down onto him. Her calm composure started to crack as she got past halfway, and when she finally bottomed out, Shining was treated to the sight of a seemingly lovestruck earth pony regarding him.
“Shining?”
“Yes, Octavia?”
“I…I don’t care anymore. I love…this cock so much. Ohfuck,” she whimpered as he twitched inside her, nearly making her belly twitch as well. “Make me your broodmare. Your cumslut. I’ll worship him every day you want me to. The moment you ask me. Just please…fill me. Fuck me full.”
The mare’s body began to raise up, and she sighed before gasping as she started to ride him, coming down firmly and making an audible slapping sound when her ass would bounce off his thighs. Shining held strong, doing his duty of helping her keep her balance with a grip at her side and her opposing thigh. The grip he had reassured her, and soon her chest was bouncing in tandem with her motions as she worked herself into a personal cock-drunk frenzy. It was a beautiful sight, making Shining grateful to be a part of it.
“Don’t worry. He loves being inside you. Almost as much as you love being fucked, Octavia.” He replied. He kept his breathing even as she rode him, letting her set the pace for now and giving her a small reprieve from his roughness. She replied by leaning in and kissing him firmly, grasping onto him with both arms around his back as she rested her head on his shoulder. One of his hands moved to her back, almost cradling her as she took him nice and slow. Her motions were more like an easy grind than bouncing, yet he enjoyed it no less. Mixing easy and hard sex was a good thing in his eyes.
Only when her hips slowed in their movements and Octavia trembled did he speak up again, noticing her nearly stop except for the occasional wiggle. “S-shining?” She spoke up.
“Yes, Octavia?”
“M-my legs are going a bit numb. I don’t want to stop. Is there…any way you can help?”
“It would be my honor.”
Calling upon his own strength, Octavia’s grip tightened on him as he hoisted her up, hands on her rear for supporting her while she had a hold around the back of his neck. He stared into her eyes, giving her a loving gaze that left Octavia flushed before she gave a light start as she felt her back rest against the shower again. “Just hold onto me. I’ve got you.”
His soft tone had her sigh in bliss as he pushed inside her again, and then to moan as he worked himself back and forth. Shining did his best to mimic the gentle motions she’d been doing earlier, not wanting to potentially hurt her. His guess was about right, and they stayed like that with him standing and her against the wall as his cock worked in and out, endlessly spreading her and pleasuring every inch it touched.
When her legs came around his backside to lock over each other, Shining had to smile at the unspoken message. She wanted another finish inside, huh? That was more than fine. With nary a change in demeanor, Shining kissed her on the lips before working his hips faster, fucking Octavia into the wall and evoking cries that started in his own mouth before she broke off the kiss to breathe and cry out.
“Fuck me. Fuck me! Fuck me, Shining with this fat cock! This mare-breaking cock!” she gasped out. Her pitch was rising as she approached another orgasm. “I-I can’t hold on. I can’t…Shining!”
“Let it all out. Cum all over this cock, Octavia.”
She did precisely that, nearly going limp as her body locked up from his overwhelming lovemaking. He pushed through it, keeping his pace controlled and letting her ride out every wave of ecstasy. She looked so beautiful in her bliss, he noted, prompting him to adjust his grip and to hammer away harder when enough time had passed. His own orgasm was almost there, he just needed a little more. The thumping of Octavia’s feet against his back urged him on.
“Cum. Cum inside. Cum inside this filthy cunt!” She beckoned him. “Oh fuck me, Shining!”
Her request tipped him over, and another groan escaped him before claiming her lips. The deluge of cum leaving him was pushed into her furthest depths, having hilted inside of her fully. Octavia seemed almost drunk on the feeling, it seemed, as she took every drop of hot seed he had to offer. He bore enough cum still to flood out of her again, the insides of her thighs nearly matching the white of his own coat color before being washed away under the shower spray.
Only when he was sure he had spent enough time to fill her did he pull back, and even under the fatigue of the third orgasm, he still took care to lower her gently to the shower floor. He came with her, slipping out from her well worn nethers to allow his seed to flow freely. Octavia’s chest heaved slowly as she laid alongside him, eyes closed and a smile on her face.
“Thank you…Shining Armor.” she panted out, opening them to finally regard him.
“No, thank you. For trusting me and for being openly honest. I will never forget that.” He replied.
“Were it not for my lower half being nearly gone, it feels like I'd tempt you with another go. But I am perhaps being too greedy.” She paused in her words to look down, seeing his half-hard and cum splattered cock resting there. “...but being greedy isn’t so bad between lovers, is it?” She asked, licking her lips.
“It’s encouraging.” He told her, closing his eyes and sighing as he felt her tongue caress his member’s tip gently.
Princess Cadance looked upon her husband’s sleeping visage from the doorway with a mixed expression of admiration, love, and pride. It wasn’t exactly the look a common mare might think to have on seeing their significant other in bed with another naked mare, but given the circumstances and the sheer bright love absolutely radiating off Octavia’s prone form, she knew he’d done well and cashed in his points. The alicorn found them like that when she’d come to bed that evening, and was certainly surprised to see the somewhat reserved mare so curled up to him. But knowing what he was packing so personally, it was rather justified.
“Oh, Shining.”