Stress Relief
Sluggishly dragging myself along the cold floor, I slowly made my way to the throne room. Having only just gotten to sleep, I was less than happy that I had been awoken by a maid. She had informed me that Princess Celestia had requested my presence in the throne room. Forced from my bed, I was not happy. Unless the very fate of Equestria depended on me being in the throne room, I was going to be pissed.
Stumbling down a never ending line of corridors, I allowed my body to slowly wake up, a process I would have been far happier with had I been able to delay it until noon.
I honestly couldn't complain though, the mare had gifted me with accommodation and meals, and in return had only requested that I not harm any of her subjects. Though both princesses had tried to find a way home, both had failed.
When I had first arrived in Equestria, I had been naked and confused. A typical Friday night for me but instead of waking up in my bathtub coated in my own vomit. I had awoken in a throne room being shouted at by a large, blue, horse woman. Sadly, Luna and I had gotten off to a rough start. She had made ridiculous accusations of me being an assassin or a thief even though I was naked and unarmed.
Confused and terrified, I had politely questioned what the fuck she was which sadly, had only riled her up. After confused back and forth argument and at one point being referred to as a bastard offspring of a diamond dog and an ape, her sister had arrived. Which luckily for me had saved my bacon. As it turned out being snide with a woman who stood a good meter taller than you was stupid at best and suicidal at worst.
My remarks about her appearance had escalated the fight to the point where Luna had grabbed me by the throat and had almost blasted me to bits. The mare had saved my ass and soothed her temperamental witch-of-a-sister. Lost and only wishing to get home, Celestia had assured me that she did not think me a threat and would speak with her sister. Standing at five foot, ten inches and most ponies standing at six foot, five inches, I doubted I was a threat to anything.
Whether it had been kindness or pity, Celestia had offered me a home here. Despite their kindness and attempts to make me feel welcome, I had pushed them away. I had been miserable, since I was cut off from my family and friends. I had spent months isolating myself away from the ponies. I even refused to make friends and argued with anyone that tried to help me.
The most violent confrontations tended to be with Luna, though I had fought with her mostly out of spite. I partially blamed the sisters for my situation. The last thing I had remembered was collapsing against a statue outside Arbroath College before blacking out. In spite of this, Celestia refused to give up. Slowly, she had won me round, always being there for me when I was having a shitty day. She was, without a doubt, my closest friend in a world where I had none.
Although they looked like me, the ponies of Equestria were different to humans in several ways. They were anthropomorphic equines known as Homo Equus Ferus Caballus, or simply, ponies. biologically they were similar to humans, but at the same time so alien. Unlike humans though, they were significantly stronger and larger though were technologically inferior to us by several hundred years.
There were four species of ponies with dozens of sub species: Pegasi, Unicorns, Earth ponies, and Alicorns. Princess Celestia and Luna were both alicorns: a near-immortal race of ponies that could move the sun and the moon. Altogether, there were only four alicorns in existence: the two sisters and their niece Cadence, and Twilight Sparkle, Celestia’s student and fellow princess.
Because they were ponies, I had a problem finding work. I was a decent cook, but who would hire a freaky hairless midget? - Luna’s words not mine. And with the the castle staff all being some of the best in the world, I doubted that my skill would be of any use to them. Computer related skills were useless and I was hardly smart enough to help with budgeting or overlooking bills.
But, as it turned out, one thing that Equines lacked was good personal training instructors. Allison, my past girlfriend, had been one of the best fitness instructors in the gym we went to, and she had taught me a lot about her profession. Though I had been a slow learner, and I had struggled to learn, Allison had taught me everything she knew about being a fitness instructor. And whilst I was nowhere as good as her, I was at least good enough that I had managed to score a job as the royal fitness instructor. Although this meant that I was in Luna’s presence more, I was at the very least making a bite of cash and at the same time got to see the princesses in yoga pants.
I arrived outside and nodded to the guards as they pushed the doors open, never uttering a sound, I walked past them. My irritation at being dragged out of bed slowly mellowed when my eyes caught sight of the exhausted form of Celestia. The mare looked up from her paperwork, giving me a weak smile. With Luna sick from equi-pox, Celestia had been forced to take over the night court as well as raising and lowering the moon.
“Good evening, sleepyhead,” Celestia teased, tiredly rubbing the bridge of her nose. She had stress marks under her eyes, and before I could respond, the alicorn yawned. She was adorned in a beautiful red dress.
Her eyes were bloodshot and blended with her magenta pupils giving her a slightly eerie red glow. The steaming cup of coffee, a small trail of crumbs, and the icing around her muzzle brought a smile to my lips. Smeared icing was also present on her dress.
Groaning, Celestia grabbed another parchment, her eyes scanning the content. Her brow creased and her hand tightened around the paper, rolling her eyes a couple of times before the parchment was engulfed in flames. With a huff she flicked her hand, scattering the ash.
This was the mare that I along with a select few got to see. Not the goddess as some proclaimed her or the motherly princess of Equestria. Before me sat an ordinary, tired and frustrated mare. How she did it was beyond me. Able to endure the stupidity and pettiness of ponies day in and day out. I suspected her personal wine cellar played a part. When she was out the public eye the fearless and elegant ruler was simply Celestia. A mare that loved to read trashy romance novels and had a fondness for pastries.
The closeness we had was born from an understanding of each others situations. I was not one of her subjects so she did not have to play a facade in my presense she could be open and honest with me. Though the motherly scoldings had remained. And more often and not were used when Luna and I had fallen out.
It was sad really that Luna and I insisted on being petty and childish with each other. But the two of us had rubbed the other the wrong way and showed no signs of improvement. . The mare was too impatient and aggressive, and I was too intolerant and acted before I thought.
“David?” Celestia spoke up, snapping me out of my reminiscing.
“Sorry, was there something you needed?” I questioned, stifling a yawn.
“I apologise for disturbing you, and especially at such a late hour. I feel that, in my current state, I let my selfish desire for company overwhelm common sense,” she replied, giving a tired groan before she slumped in her seat. Shaking my head, I climbed the small set of steps to her throne placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
“Celly, come on... you’re exhausted,” I said, grabbing her hand I hauled the mare to her feet, giving a strained grunt. Weighing the better half of six hundred pounds I nearly threw my back out, Celestia protests falling on deaf ears. "No, you go back to bed; it was stupid of me to wake you. I am still required to keep watch over the night court," Celestia argued. "What if something important comes up?" She asked, making no real effort to return to her throne. If she had wanted she could have easily lifted me up but deep down she was exhausted.
Not heeding her complaints, I lightly nudged her with my arm. I ordered, “Come on, you. Bed!” The guards watched incredulously, but Celestia just nodded.
The two of us walked silently through the corridors, the moon illuminating the corridors. Celestia stumbled, groaning. The mare rested an arm around my shoulder, leaning on me for support. In the past few weeks, Celestia had been lucky if she had gotten a few hours of sleep every night, and the effects were evident; her body was wobbling, struggling to support her own weight.
The two guards stationed at Celestia’s door nodded silently to me as we passed. With a flick of her head, the doors slammed shut and candles flickered to life. Distracted by the weight on my shoulders and back, I failed to notice the rug in front of me. Halfway to her bed, I tripped.
“Oh... fuck,” I gasped. Celestia gave a small yelp in response, and we toppled over each other.
With a dull thud, I managed to land on top of her, pivoting in mid air to prevent her body from crushing me. I yelped as I landed on top of her. My head rested on her chest and my hands were on her waist.
We stared at each other, gazing into one another’s eyes. I found myself lost in the beautiful magenta orbs, like two dazzling cuprite gems, glistening back at me. I forced a lump down that was forming in my throat, and I caught myself blushing at her regal form.
Her rear was the envy of most mares, yet her lightly toned abs and arms showed that Celestia was far from a gushing mare. The two had in days of old been warriors; slaying demons, monsters, and attacking armies. After their people had fallen to disease, famine, and war, Celestia and Luna who had both been no more than teens, had been left to make their own way in the world.
Alicorns were much like amazon warriors back on my planet. A species of large and powerful fighters that were revered for their power and physical strength. Celestia and Luna were generously proportioned in the right areas, but could still kick my ass up and down the gym. Though I was their personal instructor, they were able to run circles around me on the tracks, could bend their bodies in ways that I did not think were possible and could bench lift easily forty times what I could.
Celestia’s cheeks reddened softly as I felt my heart hammering in my chest.
“A… Are y-you okay?” I managed to splutter out eventually.
Celestia gave a quick and flustered nod, “Y-yes… but don’t you think we ought to get up from the floor?”
“F-fuck, sorry,” I quickly apologized and got up to my feet, offering her a hand up. She took my hand and I gently but quickly helped her to her feet. Like a magnet, I found my body pulled to hers, my mouth lingering so close to hers. Tilting her head, Celestia closed the gap, lightly pressing her lips against mine.
The smooth, inviting texture of her lips and silky hair against my body seemed to dissolve the stress and tiredness that had coated my exhausted form. My arms linked around her back, causing us to trip and fall onto the floor once again. I found myself straddling the large mare. With a small pop, our lips broke apart, causing a tense silence to descend on the room.
With a heated gasp, the mare blushed and gawked at me, and her breath became ragged as I looked away, embarrassed by my actions. I tried to comprehend what had possessed me to kiss her. Pushing myself up, I moved away from the mare and nervously clasped my hands while the mare shakily pushed herself up. Her arms supported her upper body, putting strong emphasis on her heaving chest. Each rise and fall of her chest molded her dress to her breasts.
Slowly, Celestia’s wings rose, spreading out as she eyed me with an unsettling smile. “I need you,” she whispered. She propelled herself forward, causing me to yelp. Her body slammed into mine, and we were sent skidding across the tiled floor. She pinned me with ease. Drool trickled out of her wide grin and down the front of her chin. Her beady eyes and crazed expression made her look even more demented. She dove in for a kiss. Her soft, plump lips roughly pressed against mine. With a small giggle, her tongue slipping through my teeth, causing me to shiver in surprise and delight.
The mare’s coat glimmered in the candle light, the colour reflecting her pure and kind nature. But it was not just her luscious curves and impressive rack that left me fantasizing about her, it was her gentle and kind nature, the motherly love she gave so freely to everyone else.
Thousands of mares and stallions had made marriage proposals to her, and she had rejected each one. Given how old she was, it would be more akin to cradle robbing than marriage. But the ponies that presented themselves to her did not know the real her and, as such, were only in love with the facade of the princess. Or more often, the power and wealth that came with her title.
With a small sigh, I reluctantly pushed Celestia away. Questions vexed my mind, Celestia gave a small whine, trying to pull me back to her. With a strained grunt, I held her at arms length. I gritted my teeth, my arms shaking from the strain of her. Her weight was nearly three times higher than mine.
“Princess,” I croaked, my eyes wide. The mare giggling playfully. The sound soothing, calming, I licked my lips nervously. My body was shaking with excitement and fear. “Wuh... what?” I mumbled. My mouth was numb, speech proving to be a challenge.
“David,” she purred, her wings fluttering, the tips lightly brushing over my chin. “I have had my eye on you for a good few years, although I feel it’s universal that there will be male ignorance when it comes to female flirting.” She giggled, lightly bopping me on the nose.
“Hey, I get female flirting, just never thought that you and me would... you know end up here,” I replied. “My question is what do you see in someone like me?” I asked.
“You have never tried to manipulate me. You never tried to use me for your own ends. You are sweet and kind. Also, do not think I did not see you checking me out during our workouts.”
With a small grunt, the mare pulled herself up, dragging me with her. Strutting towards the bed like a proud peacock, I found myself bundled in her arms. I felt like a child cradled in the mare’s arms. I squirmed uncomfortably, not enjoying being manhandled.
With a small shrug, she dropped me onto the bed, lightly biting her lip. Celestia gave me a grin, a naughty twinkle present in her eyes, Celestia crawled onto the bed. Slowly, teasingly she closed the gap between us. Once she reached me, she pinned my arms and straddled me. Smirking, Celestia teasingly ground herself against me and pushed out her chest. Her dress clung to her body and emphasised her rear and ample breasts.
"You are mine!" she purred throatily. She playfully kissed down my throat, causing me to shiver. Pausing over my adam’s apple, the mare lightly bit and nibbled on my sensitive skin. Undoing my trousers, which had been a gift from Rarity. a golden glow radiated from her horn, closing the curtains to her balcony. With a small tug, my jeans fell to the floor. Her hand lightly fondled my package and her lithe fingers lightly stroked me.
Her eyes glowed in the weak candle light, and her ears flicked when I gently rubbed them. Celestia gave a small sigh, resting her forehead against mine in a affectionate display. With a small flick of her head, her dress’s zipper shot down, gaining a sigh of relief from Celestia, now freed from the tight dress. With a small jerk of her shoulders, the dress fell to her midsection.
“This dress can be so unpleasant to wear, sometimes it really cuts in.” Celestia groaned lightly, rubbing her breasts. Awestruck at seeing my friend nude in front of me, I marveled at her beautiful form. Every little movement the mare made resulted in a small jiggle. I watched, mesmerised by her impressive bust.
Celestia cupped her breasts and playfully bounced them. She lightly massaged her breasts on the small lines where the dress had dug in.
“Luna tells me I should just get a bigger size.” Celestia chuckled, sticking her tongue out. “But that would insinuate that I am getting fat. Well David... am I getting fat?” Celestia chuckled, pausing at my lack of response.
“Only where it matters.” I smirked, slapping her on the ass. A small yelp sounded from Celestia and then she glared at me with a small pout on her lips. Turning her head away, a small smile worked its way onto her face.
“So cheeky.” She snorted, allowing me to pull her onto my lap.
Flipping the mare over, I teasingly groped one of her breasts. My fingers glided over the nubs of her nipples. I leaned down and paused just before my lips touched her breast. My eyes flashed up to the amused mare’s face as she placed her hand around the nape of my neck. My lips parted as I greedily sukled, grinning as Celestia gasped. A small groan slipped through her teeth. My other hand wandered south but stopped just shy of her lips.
“Oh,” Celestia whimpered. As I sat up, I looked her dead in the eye and lowered my hand even further. A sharp whimper broke though Celestia’s lips while I lightly teased her sex.
“Wait, won’t ponies hear us?” I questioned and paused, but the mare only gave an irritated huff.
“Bubble charm on the room. No one outside will hear a peep,” Celestia smirked.
My fingers danced gently around her plump lips, lightly tracing the edge of her sex. Celestia gave small squeaks of frustration as I continued to tease her. The mare lightly bit on her hand in a vain attempt to muffle her growing whimpers of want. Sweat began to bead upon her brow as her magenta eyes looked at me with a mixture of affection and annoyance. She wanted it, so with a small jerk, my finger parted her moist sex.
Celestia’s tail spasmed as she let out a shrill cry of pleasure. I had not even begun and the mare’s thighs were already soaked with arousal. I pushed in my fingers again and again, adding an additional digit gained another cry of delight. With a coy smile, I pushed all four of my fingers into her tight slit and rubbed my thumb on her clit, resulting in a pleased groan.
Her body heaved and twisted as her arousal ran down my fingers. Her moans grew increasingly louder every time I worked my hand faster. Her heated walls gripped my fragile fingers like a vice.
“Oh god, oh god,” Celestia whined, her wings fluttering wildly. With a sharp cry she reached her peak, drenching my hand in her juices. With a shiver of delight, Celestia collapsed, and the heated gasps and pants of the excited mare echoed around the dim room. With a shaky groan, Celestia pushed herself up and lightly stroked her sex. With a coy smile, she coerced me forward with her other hand.
“You did well, my subject, but your princess needs more,” Celestia giggled. The blush on her cheeks ruined her authoritative tone. I gave her a cheeky wink. Lightly stroking her thigh, I learned down and breathed in her scent. The smell was strange, but not unpleasant. It was strong, yet quite nice.
Licking my lip, I hesitantly extended my tongue and hovered mere millimeters away from my target. Celestia’s hands came to rest on my head. Gently stroking my hair, the mare gave a wicked grin, suddenly pushing my head forward. Gasping, I gave a muffled cry of protest. Celestia snickered as I gave an experimental lick.
Lime? I mentally noted, pulling back I took another small lick. Celestia’s thighs clenched together as she crossed her legs behind my neck, preventing me from moving away.
With a grin, I started working my tongue on the horny mare, moving around the folds of her lips. I lightly poked and prodded but never fully penetrated the mare. Small gasps and unintelligible sounds came from Celestia. The mare’s hold on my head tightened as she grabbed fistfuls of my hair, her body shivering with a primal need. Grinning, I licked and nipped at her swollen sex, savouring every moment. Juices ran down my chin as I wrapped my arms around her large thighs and grabbed her ass. I pushed my head deeper, stretching my tongue out as far as it would go. Celestia’s legs suddenly spasmed and pushed me away, causing me to fall backwards.
“I’ve got a cramp in my foot,” Celestia groaned, pulling her left foot up to her face. Grimacing, she lightly massaged the sole of her foot as I sat there confused. “It’s been three and a half thousand years since I last mated. I might be a little rusty.” The mare chuckled awkwardly, flexing her foot.
Sighing, Celestia slowly rolled her ankle around to work out the kinks. Her eyes flicked up to meet mine. With a smirk, she lightly grasped my arm and pulled me towards her. She flipped me over and straddled me. I was pinned to the ground, as her body dwarfed mine. Her lightly-toned thighs rubbed against my legs, and her soft fur was a pleasant and relaxing sensation. Grinning, she pushed herself forward, slightly scooting her fleshy rear until my member laid rested in between her cheeks. With a deliberate slowness, she lightly bounced on her knees, the movement making her ass jiggle and my member bulge when I felt the immediate effects of her teasing.
Her ass rubbed against my erection as she kissed me on the nose. I gave a gentle groan at her teasing, now on the receiving end
"Oh!" she cooed, hungrily kissing every inch of my face. Leaning down, Celestia ran her tongue along the side of my neck, leaving a trail of saliva in its wake. She caressed my swollen package, batted her eyes, and giggling as I groaned with pleasure.
Celestia positioned herself over me, kissing the nape of my neck. Winking at me, the lustful mare leaned down just enough to press her face to mine. Her tongue traced the line of my jaw, licking along my sweat-coated skin as she started to grind against me.
“I want you!” she breathed huskily, her body shaking with excitement. Her face was flushed and she was ready for breeding. With a deliberate slowness, she lowered herself onto my shaft, a mutual groan of pleasure passing between us. Celestia’s hips went lower and lower, sinking down my length until she hilted me.
Slowly, I pulled back before lightly thrusting back into Celestia. The alicorn shivered and moaned in delight. She picked up speed, grinding back and forth as we shakily managed to get a rhythm going. It did not take long for Celestia to start getting more demanding again, crying out for me to go faster; a request which I gladly fulfilled.
I thrust into her enthusiastically, her soft walls tensing and flexing around my member in response to the intrusion. I clung to her tightly, and she returned the affection in equal measure. The heat from her body washed over me, heightening my arousal even further and leaving both of us panting and sweating. My whole body trembled with the effort of holding back my orgasm as I pounded into Celestia’s tight cunt.
“OH GOD!” Celestia cried. Her back arched as she slammed herself down on me with an ever-increasing vigor. The heat that she was giving off drove me wild with desire, even though I tried to ignore the growing need to orgasm. The way her hands so tenderly caressed me contrasted with the way her powerful hips slammed down on top of me.
Panting, I flipped Celestia over. The mare’s back slammed into the bed, leaving me on my knees and between her splayed legs. Celestia looked up at me in shock just before I hiked her legs up over my shoulders and slammed into her. No longer supporting her weight, I was given freedom to move around. With this freedom, I wrapped my arms around her chest to grab her ample tits and played with them while Celestia just moaned in pleasure. Wet slaps of our soaked bodies joined the sharp pants and groans of pleasure, and I found myself getting near my peak.
With a final cry, Celestia shuddered violently, her orgasm hitting her, the bed giving off a series of sharp cracks. I gave a small cry of satisfaction and collapsed on top of Celestia. Wiggling her hips, she sighed contentedly, rolling around the bed as her juices dripped down onto the bed. She chirruped and hugged me close to her chest.
“My goodness,” Celestia gasped, her cheeks bright red with heat. Celestia fanned her sweaty forehead, the only movement from her otherwise limp body. Grinning, looking at her sweaty form, I allowed my hands to explore her body once again. They slid slowly down her breasts, past her stomach, and down to her sex, to lightly trace her soaked lips.
With a small smile, I inserted a few fingers daringly into Celestia’s cunt. She tensed up at the sudden intrusion, but quickly spread her legs wider to make it easier for me to pleasure her. Pulling them out, I used the juices to lube myself up for our next round. I motioned for her to turn over, gaining a naughty grin from Celestia.
Celestia turned onto her back again, pushing her rear into the air. Her lovely heart-shaped rear swayed invitingly in the air. I felt my heart rate increase dramatically, the blood pumping audibly in my ears, sweat beginning to gently trickle down my brow.
“Well, David? Arent you going to finish what you started?” Celestia giggled, giving me a playful wink.
Experimentally pushing forward, I felt Celestia tense when the tip of my member rubbed along the edge of her puckered ring. Lubed from her juices, and with a small nod from her, I pushed into her tight space. Celestia’s wing sprang open as she gave a guttural cry of pleasure, her walls clenching as I smacked her rear.
“Oh it has been a while since somepony has used that hole,” Celestia chuckled, her body shaking in delight. She then clenched her legs, and her body shook as she slowly started to ease up, her thighs no longer nearly crushing me. Her body relaxed and I leaned forward, burying my face into the nape of her wings. Pulling back again, I gently pushed into her. After gaining an uneasy rhythm, Celestia slowly started moving her hips back and forth with me.
I pulled out briefly, giving a small shiver at the intense pleasure. I was more forceful on my re-entry this time. I slid back into her, groaning into her hair, thrusting more aggressively. I gave Celestia’s fleshy rear a sharp spank, causing her to moan.
Her hands gripped the sheets, her eyes clenched shut in bliss, and a long, passionate moan slipped from her lips. I once again pulled back only to thrust back into her again and again, each thrust growing in vigor and strength. Celestia’s voice grew louder and louder with each passing moment. Her tongue even lolled out the side of her mouth as sweat trickled down her forehead.
Her muscles clenched, making me groan in bliss. I grasped Celestia’s breasts and lightly massaged and pinched her swollen nipples. My chest heaved with each thrust, air burning my lungs. The two of us were near exhaustion.
Never in a million years had I thought that that I would ever have sex with anyone as beautiful as the mare below me... and never in a million more had I imagined that it would ever be Celestia. The way she bit her lip with every thrust and the way she gave a small gasp when I pulled back only turned me on more.
I thrusted into her again, and her hips matched mine whenever they met halfway. Wet slaps echoed noisily throughout the room each time I plunged into Celestia. I thrusted again and again: with more enthusiasm every time. I wrapped my arms around her spacious waist, giving a few small spanks to the fatty, yet firm, rear. I was rewarded with small sigh of pleasure from Celestia each time I thrusted into her.
"Nngghh… David, I’m so close... don't stop," Celestia moaned. Her walls clenched on me over and over, milking me in preparation for her orgasm.
"Faster!" she moaned, grasping the sheets firmly. My fingers dug into her smooth backside while I continued to thrust into her. With a strangled cry, she slumped forward, her legs soaked as she reached her orgasm. Her head rested on a pillow, gasping for air. I felt myself finally reach my long-awaited peak as I thrust into her one last time, emptying myself inside the moaning alicorn. Celestia shivered violently and her orgasm came only a few seconds later.
With a small groan, the two of us finally collapsed onto the bed, panting and gasping for air. Our sweaty forms were cooled somewhat by the winter air outside. The thoroughly ruined sheets were tossed aside as Celestia curled up against me. Her matted and sticky hair partially covered her face.
“Amazing... just as I hoped for...” Celestia whispered, too exhausted to say anything else.
I nodded in agreement. The two of us sprawled out on the bed. The only sounds in the room were the ones coming from our heaving bodies and the wind lightly whistling outside. With a small sigh, I felt myself drift off, Celestia’s head resting on my chest.
Best... day... ever...