The First Dream
Safe in her private chambers, hidden away from the view of guards or other ponies, Luna lay down and relaxed.
She was having a hard time concentrating though. Her projects were finally coming to fruition. The event, which would involve everything from a lunar eclipse to falling meteors and a haunting display of stars lighting up the sky… and all she needed was for Twilight Sparkle to go over the calculations with her.
However, there was a slight problem. Luna’s eyes shifted, unnecessarily, to the large water-clock on her wall. It was too late. Twilight would be asleep by now. She should wait until morning.
Luna stared at her documents. Slowly red wax dripped from the candle and dribbled down the empty cavities that once held the wolf’s eyes. Luna groaned and rested her head on the table. She couldn’t wait.
She stood and stepped outside, looking up at her moon and pondering. “I promised never to visit their dreams…” she whispered to the celestial body. “Although I know they trust me, they are the wielders of the Elements of Harmony, and I feared for my safety when I made such promise… but now, they’ve learned to know me. They have trusted me with their friendship, surely a visit to discuss one of Twilight’s favorite topics of study could not be so bad, could it?”
Nodding to herself, Luna lifted her head and let the magic take her. Her body became amorphous and expanded into a cloud that slowly dissipated into the stars.
***
Luna opened her eyes and looked around, confused.
This couldn’t be right.
She stood in a quiet cemetery, under the in the middle of a chilly night. Up above, larger than usual, she could see the full moon illuminating the tombstones, statues and mausoleums. The night sky got a bit darker as several ominous clouds covered the moon, allowing only so much light to get through, accentuating the shadows around her.
The air was cold and humid, smelling of wet grass and decaying flowers and a slight scent of incense; the type grieving widows used to light on top of the tombs to remember their husbands. There was a thin mist sticking close to the ground, making the fur just above her hooves moist, and playing with the shadows and light from the moon, giving it an eerie feeling as it crawled and spiraled around and into the mossy graves around her.
Luna loved it.
She checked twice just to make sure it wasn't her who had fallen asleep, and that this was, indeed, Twilight's dream.
Discovering an old dirt trail, Luna set off to follow it, sensing it would lead her to her objective. The crisp air of the night, the smells around her and the feel of such a place... it was too amazing. Had Luna known Twilight liked cemeteries like this... oh, the places she could show her! Half-crumbled mausoleums of giants, forgotten in time and covered in weed, sticking out like the maws of dragons snapping at the sky! Or the tomb of the First Changeling Queen, which rested in pieces through several levels of a collapsed cave that spiraled down onto a mirror-like lake.
Luna reached a large statue, almost completely covered in soft moss. It was a pony, resting as if contemplating the surface of a pond, its back rested against a rock with chiseled vines climbing on it, slightly fading and covered by real vegetation. The pony's head and shoulders were covered with a shroud, carefully chiseled on the rock. Its face had smoothed out into an empty, vaguely pony-shaped form, with no traces of its original expression. Erosion had done away with the finer details, leaving its general shape to look like a ghost of some sort, trapped in time and pondering eternity.
Luna was starting to love this place more and more. It had a sense of time captured in the perfect moment between beauty and decay, a balance that could only be achieved by nature itself and appreciated only by the few ponies that would take the time to quietly enjoy it past it's visual impressiveness.
She made her way out of the little patch of grass she was standing on, stepping on what remained the cobblestone path that marked the way through the cemetery. It was also overgrown, with tufts of wild grass breaking in between the stones, and moss covering the edges of the rocks closer to the damp ground. Her hooves click-clacked with each step, breaking the silence of the location for a little while until she reached the point where the rest of the cobblestones had been buried by time, dirt and vegetation. The subuded thumps were more to her liking anyway, the peace here should not be broken by her clatter.
It felt like the statues, or what survived of them were watching her, as if the stone eyes of the gargoyles on top of the mausoleums observed her every move. There was much anticipation in the air, and it was ripe with an almost electric feeling of some great discovery to be made.
It was then that she found Twilight Sparkle facing two bat ponies... just not the Twilight Sparkle she was used to.
Twilight was wearing a black dress with white fringes that covered most of her body, with the hemline just barely touching the base of her tail, managing to draw Luna’s attention to that uncovered area much more than usual.
Black mascara, deep, dark purple eyeshadow gave her eyes a haunted, yet sexy look. Her mane was also darker… much darker than before. Black, silken fishnet socks decorated each of Twilight’s legs, enhancing their shape and to finalize the whole set up, she had tied the base of her tail with a black ribbon, secured in place with a silver, half-moon pin.
Luna gulped, keeping her wide eyes on Twilight while quickly hiding behind a crumbling tombstone.
Twilight remained motionless as the two bat ponies circled her, opening their wings and puffing their chests, smiling viciously and revealing their white fangs to the mare, making her whimper.
Luna frowned. Was Twilight having a nightmare? Should she step in?
One of the bat-ponies stopped directly behind Twilight, and leaned in, nuzzling her tail out of the way.
Twilight stayed in place, eyes locked on the bat pony in front of her while the one behind sniffed and extended his tongue, pressing it against her sex.
Luna stood, ready to intervene when Twilight’s moan stopped her. She watched in aroused awe as Twilight’s eyes closed in bliss and she lifted her tail just a bit and widened her stance, allowing the invading tongue much more access. Her mouth opened, letting out the most delicious mewling gasp Luna had ever heard.
The bat pony in front of Twilight took a step forward, leaning in and nuzzling Twilight’s neck, receiving a complementary purr and a heavy-lidded look of need. Twilight’s body shook with pleasure with each lick of the pony behind her, and her moans drowned when the other locked lips with her, looking at her face with undisguised lust while she closed her eyes in submission.
Already the bat ponys' cocks had slid out of their sheaths, hanging between their legs and pulsating with blood, hardening more and more with each whimper and gasp from the mare between them.
Luna had to lick her lips, suddenly undecided as to where her eyes should roam. The decision was made for her when the pony that had been licking Twilight’s pussy pulled his head up and then mounted her.
Twilight’s gasp was enough for Luna’s fore hoof to slide down between her own legs, quickly finding her own soaked lips and start rubbing her clit. Luna whimpered, watching the head of the bat pony’s cock disappear into Twilight’s folds, which seemed to hug his member.
Slowly, the cock slid forward, and Luna could only imagine the feeling of that warm dick filling her inch by inch, pushing against her walls and brushing against them ever so slowly, feeling the veins pulsate inside of her as more and more meat went in until that moment when she would feel his balls bouncing lightly against her clit… just like what was happening to Twilight at that exact moment.
Twilight’s labia parted in such a succulent way when he pulled out, Luna wished she could be lying under her just to lick them... she could clearly see Twilight’s tight pussy wrapped around his cock, unwilling to let go, but unable to stop as her well-lubricated vagina released it all the way up to its head, and then she took him in again, slowly increasing in tempo.
Twilight cooed as he sped up and gasped when he leaned forward, opening his maw wide and biting down on her neck, a thin stream of blood went down from the bite to lose itself in the fabric of her dress, and yet Twilight could only react in one way.
Her eyes opened and her body rocked and shook as an orgasm Luna could almost feel herself invaded her body. Twilight’s moan echoed in the graveyard as she pushed back, wanting, nay, needing the cock see-sawing her pussy.
A hiss escaped the other bat pony as it lay back on top of the gray, cold stone of a raised grave and presented his cock to Twilight.
Her eyes opened, revealing a slight tinge of yellow to them. Without a word, the moment the one biting her released her, she leaned forward, nuzzling and kissing her way down his massive erection until she reached the base and then, extending her tongue, she flattened it against the cock just where it met his balls and slowly made her way up, licking it in such a sensual way that Luna wished she had a cock herself, just to feel that tongue running up and down it’s warm length.
When Twilight reached the top, her tongue played around with his head and she opened her mouth wide, revealing a newly-acquired pair of fangs, just like the bat ponies. Careful not to bite, Twilight took the cock’s head into her warm mouth and slowly made her way down halfway before pulling up and then going down again, all the while the bat pony behind her plowed into her harder and harder.
With each thrust, Twilight’s body shook and trembled. The batpony would slide all the way out until only the head of his cock remained inside, and then it would ram back in, pushing her down on his partner’s dick, which she took more deeply with each try.
Luna’s hoof rubbed her own folds in slow motion, sliding up to press and rotate against her clit before sliding back down, parting the wet folds and humped against it. She looked at Twilight through half-lidded eyes, tongue licking her lips as she imagined just what she should be doing to Twilight right now.
The rutting trio continued to fornicate while the princess masturbated, oblivious to the fact that her lust was creating slight changes in her appearance as well. Little fangs grew out and her tongue extended a bit longer.
She allowed her barriers to drop one by one, and the dream-empathy she usually guarded against permeated her very essence. For a moment, she was one with Twilight, feeling the cock sliding down her throat, and its texture and warmth against her tongue. She felt Twilight’s building orgasm, stronger than she expected, but Luna didn’t care. It was approaching and she wanted to share it with Twilight as much as that delicious warm feeling of a cock sliding in and out of her pussy, twitching in impending orgasm itself.
Finally, she felt it through her shared connection with Twilight. The stallion behind her exploded inside of Twilight’s pussy, flooding her with hot, thick cum. She felt Twilight’s pussy contract around it, pumping it as her own orgasm washed through her body. Her throat felt suddenly full when the other stallion blew his load down Twilight’s throat, pulling quickly enough for a single, thick spurt to paint a straight white line in Twilight’s tongue.
Through the power of the dream, Luna felt the stallion’s cum rushing out of their cocks and flooding the mare to the point it spilled from their union. Luna’s mind was a complete, blissful triple orgasm, and she almost missed the moment the dream began to unravel.
Gathering her wits, Luna quickly fled the dream, watching it fade from existence, with Twilight none-the-wiser to her visitor.
Still shaking from the powerful feelings, Luna flew back to her own body. She would have to monitor Twilight's dreams closely from now on.
Perhaps tomorrow would be a good day to visit again and discuss those projects.
End Chapter 1