Specific Tastes
Twilight looked left, then right, carefully scanning the bookshelves around her for signs of movement. The Canterlot Royal Library had closed hours ago, but as both a Princess and a scholar, Twilight had unrestricted access. After all, she wasn’t going to be stealing books, or vandalizing statues, or eating and drinking in the rare books room. She could be trusted with such responsibility, and such trust granted her unprecedented privacy.
What with her tree house being replaced with a public building open at all hours (“There could be a Friendship crisis at any time!” Celestia had reminded her) privacy had become preciously scarce. Applejack would come in at all hours to discuss her farm’s endless requests for water and fertilizer. Pinkie would use the basement to practice “critical” party machines and techniques. Rarity had decided that her portion of the castle removed her need to rent a storage unit for old outfits. And that was just the ponies who were supposed to be there. Sure, she had a large bedroom and bathroom with doors that locked. But what she was up to tonight required the sort of privacy she didn’t trust to the sort of keyhole that Rainbow Dash could easily pick with one of her feathers.
Slowly, carefully, she walked past a line of private reading rooms, each one meticulously clean and carefully locked, as they should be well past midnight. There were eleven of them, all in a row, and each with a narrow window to permit librarians to check in on patrons and ensure they didn’t get left behind at closing. All eleven reading rooms were empty, their lights dark.
At the end of the line of doors was a large, wheeled shelf, fully stocked with hardback editions of past farm reports, weather statistics, and other data that even Twilight found too boring to read. Carefully, she pushed on the edge, rolling it out ever so slightly. Behind the yellowed pages and creaking volumes sat a twelfth door, as black and empty as the others. However, unless one happened to be so sincerely interested in turnip harvests as to pull a book of them off the shelf and read it, one would never know that it was there. Indeed, most ponies probably didn’t even know that the shelf had been rolled in front of the door ages ago, and that it could easily be rolled aside with even the slightest touch. Twilight herself only discovered it back in her senior year of Magical College.
Retrieving the library’s master key from her saddlebag, she unlocked the door and quickly slipped inside. She flipped on the light. The room was dusty, as it was no longer cleaned, but otherwise still well appointed. She pulled out a towel and began to wipe the dust off the aging reading chair and desk, flipping on the light and letting it illuminate the tiny room. Turning to the door, she locked it, then turned the light back out. In the dark, she could listen better, listen for the hooves of an approaching guard or a night janitor who was behind on his scrubbing. She waited for several minutes, but she heard nothing. Perfect.
Flipping the light back on, she carefully opened her satchel and set out the books she planned on reading. She drooled at them, her eyes darting back and forth over the covers. “The Stud of Trottingham”, “The Water Closet Mare”, “They Kiss With Southern Lips” – all the sort of books that Twilight would openly condemn in public, yet which she read voraciously behind closed doors.
Setting down the towel over the seat, she looked from one book to the next, hardly knowing where to start. Was she in the mood for romantic lesbian mares? Maybe a studly stallion who puts a foal in every willing mare he meets? Maybe something kinky with tight straps or – dare she? –- bathroom play and infantilism. Across the volumes she’d brought, every one of her dark desires was wholeheartedly embraced by the authors, who wrote with descriptive depth and sincere gusto. Every mare in every tale was over the moon with orgasmic bliss. And soon, Twilight would be to.
Realizing she couldn’t pick, she simply grabbed the nearest book at hand, flipped it open to a random page, and began reading. It didn’t disappoint – a she-stallion was pounding away wildly at the backside of a young, eager weather pegasus. The she-stallion was having her first penetrative fuck, but the weather pegasus was well seasoned, working that huge horse cock inside of her and playing it like an instrument. Twilight whined as she rubbed her hoof up and down her pussy, imagining how great it would feel to have a big, fat she-stallion shoving her length in there. The idea of a mare with a dick greatly appealed to her, combining all the sexiness of a properly plotted mare with the shaft and fucking power of a big heavy stallion.
She leaned back in her chair as she continued to read, now barely looking at the words as she drove her imagination into a fervor. Her hooves were a blur, working her slit and the nipples on her mare-tits furiously. If only she’d had the courage to pack “Mr. Shivers” and a bottle of lube! Her hooves would have to do for now, as would her imagination. “Ohh yess, a big fat marecock deep in my snatch…” She whined as she pressed her pink nub with both hooves. “And she’s calling out my name – begging for me to let her cum inside. Twilight, Twilight, TWILIGHT!”
“Twilight? Is that you?”
Suddenly realizing there was light outside the door, Twilight fell from her seat, tumbling hard on to the floor. She winced in pain as her shoulder hit the marble, but she quickly closed the book and grabbed the towel, wiping her hooves clean in her lunge for the door. “I was just reading!”
“Yes, but reading what?” Celestia stood at the doorway, her massive frame barely able to fit as she smiled down on her. Her horn glowed brightly, illuminating the room as would the morning sun. She was smirking, her lips pursed in a smile that held back laughter. “Please do tell me. I believe half the castle is curious.”
Twilight could not be more embarrassed. “You could hear me?” she whimpered, shoving her books back into her bag. “You knew I was here?”
“No to the first, but yes to the second.” Celestia grabbed the books with her magic, placing them back on the table. “Do you really think I was unaware of your little hiding places, Twilight? You are my most talented student – and therefore most potentially dangerous. I gave you your privacy, of course, but I made sure I knew what you were up to even if no one else did. I’ve lost many a pupil to the dark arts, and it always comforted me to know you were sneaking off to read…” Celestia picked up one of the books, examining it closely. “The Shy She-Stallion And The Twelve Horny Mares.”
Twilight curled up in a corner, wishing that she could die from embarrassment. Not only had she been found out, she’d been found out by Celestia, and found out years ago. What private fetishes did the Princess know about at this point? Was there anything Twilight still had secret? She began to cry, not knowing what else to do in front of her mentor.
Celestia bent down, gently nuzzling Twilight’s ear. “Twilight, please don’t cry. Don’t you understand? I was happy to find out that this was what you were sneaking off to read. No deep-dark necronomicons or long-banned books on death and torture. Just cheap trashy paperbacks you didn’t want anyone knowing you read.” Celestia flipped the pages, beginning to giggle and blush as she read the contents. “It’s rather cute, that you think you should feel ashamed that you read this sort of thing. Everypony does. Even I do?”
Twilight sniffed. “You read books like these?” She slowly got to her hooves, still confused. The immaculate, holy and beautiful Princess Celestia read porn? It didn’t make sense.
“It seems that no matter how clear I make it that, though a Princess, I am still a pony, even my own student does not believe.” She wrapped her wing around Twilight, pulling her in close. “Twilight, just because I’m a Princess doesn’t mean I don’t have the same needs as everypony. I need to eat, I need to go to the bathroom, I need to enjoy a good laugh now and again, and yes, I have sexual needs as well.”
“Wait. You? Sex? With who?” Twilight blinked, blown away by Celestia’s candor.
“With none of anypony’s business.” She playfully batted Twilight’s bangs, smirking a little. “What a mare does in her own bedroom, and who she does it with, is something she should be allowed to keep to herself. But I confess, my usual liaison has found herself a simply wonderful husband, and I’m not about to let my urges come between them. So I find myself in need of a new playmate. Someone single, discrete, and most of all, up for just about anything.” She picked up another one of Twilight’s books, her smile widening. “Tell me Twilight – have you done more than just read these books?”
“Well I errr…” Twilight could hardly believe what she was being asked. “Didn’t you just say it’s not anypony’s business what a mare does in her bedroom?”
“Oh, but maybe it can become my business.” Celestia flipped open the book, raising an eyebrow as she read through. “Oh my, her whole hoof? Well I guess if one has enough vegetable shortening it’s doable, although the pleasure is more in the mind than the anus.” Celestia put the book down and grinned at Twilight. “You must want to try at least some of these things, don’t you? And one would presume you’d prefer to try them with someone you know, that you can trust, and who won’t go blabbing to your friends about it. Although I’ve met your friends, and at least two of them would be a lot more willing than you seem to think.”
Twilight grabbed back her books, shoving them into her saddlebags and pushing her way towards the door. Celestia blocked it with her body, but backed up as Twilight began to push. “I can’t believe this! I thought you were more...I thought…”
“Why think when you can ask?” Celestia put her wing around Twilight, but kept from bringing her into a hug. “Twilight, I’ve always been open with you. I know that you’re not going to go about spreading rumors to the gossip magazines or making my private affairs public. I was free to complain to you about boring ministers and incompetent foreign heads of state, knowing you wouldn’t use my words to sabotage negotiations and careers. The only reason I didn’t bring up sex was that I wanted you to mature on your own, rather than be perverted by the predilections of a Princess.”
“But I um...I have a coltfriend!” Twilight stumbled for words, trying to think up an excuse. She didn’t want to say “no” to the Princess, but she wasn’t sure she was ready for what Celestia was proposing.
“You have a stallion friend that you’re getting to know.” Celestia rubbed Twilight’s head with her hoof and then took a couple of steps back. “Just because you let someone stick their dick in you doesn’t mean you are in love. Not ruling it out, but those romance books are every bit as fantastical as the comic books you give to Spike. What I’m offering you is a chance to gain practical experience – while also serving your Princess in the most devoted way possible.” She leaned forward and gave Twilight a kiss on the nose. “But I won’t press you if you don’t want to. I just always hoped you’d say yes.”
Twilight gulped a bit, staring at her hooves, and then back up at Celestia. She bit her lip. How could she say “no” to this? “Well, okay.” She stepped forward, locking eyes with her Princess. “I mean, just for a little bit. To see if I like it.”
Celestia grinned wide, pulling Twilight in for a close hug. “Oh Twilight, you’re going to make me so happy! And of course I won’t take it too fast with you. You’re not the first pretty young mare who’s come to my secret bedchamber. Everything will be soft and sweet – until you’re ready for things to get hard.”
Twilight closed her eyes, and when she opened them, she realized she’d been teleported to a completely different room entirely. There were no doors or windows, only tiny slits here and there to let in and out air. Despite this, the room was rather large, with a high ceiling and pillars at regular intervals. Unlike most of the castle it had a utilitarian look to it, with plain, undecorated limestone making up the walls, ceiling and columns. Magical torches lit the room, although their glow provided barely enough light to see, and certainly not enough to see much detail. From what she could see, Twilight could make out a collection of beds, strange pieces of furniture, and assorted rubber and leather items that she couldn’t quite identify, but whose purpose was intuitive.
“In here we can have some privacy. Accessible only by teleportation, this cavern is my secret playroom, where I can deliver love and pleasure to my subjects without needing to worry about anypony taking it the wrong way. Most ponies don’t even know it exists, and other than the cleaning staff and those I trust most, I intend to keep it that way.” Celestia began to walk through the gloom, lighting the way brightly using the magic of her horn. “Follow me. We’ll use my favorite bed, since you’re new here.”
Twilight followed in wide-eyed silence, barely able to believe all that she was seeing. The place looked like the sex shops that had been described in her books, combined with the sort of stuff Pinkie and Rainbow Dash used to tell her stories about. She had thought her secret mail-order purchase of Mr. Shivers had been a rare and perverted act, but if Celestia’s toy racks were any example, she had been keeping it tame.
Celestia stopped at a large circular bed, stepping up onto it and sitting down. It was coated in a soft but clearly waterproof surface, with no sheets on top. There were a few pillows, but they were covered in the same waterproof coating, and as Twilight stepped onto the bed, she found it stiff and slippery. Clearly, this was not a place intended for sleeping.
Celestia pulled Twilight to her and began kissing her neck and ear gently, directing her towards a large mirror mounted at the head of the bed. “Look at yourself, Twilight. Can you see how beautiful you are? And how much more beautiful you get when I begin to touch you like this? Your body yearns to be touched, Twilight Sparkle. It needs to be loved physically as well as emotionally.”
Twilight looked at herself in the mirror. Even in the gloom she could see that she was blushing. Celestia was continuing to kiss and caress her, although the Princess’s hooves were moving from her lower shoulders to down between Twilight’s legs, caressing her mare-tits and slit. She had never known a lover who had been so aggressive, but Celestia’s touches were so incredible, she almost wanted to speed things up, so she could feel even better.
As she watched the mirror, though, she saw something else begin to emerge. From between Celestia’s legs a large, hard shaft began to appear, its unflared crown pulsating and dripping precum. Twilight gasped and turned to look at it, amazed to see such a thing growing from Celestia’s crotch. She looked up at Celestia, now realizing that the ceiling was also mirrored. Even reflected up there, Celestia’s cock looked huge. “Puh...Princess! But I thought…”
“The fact that I’m a she-stallion is as much nopony’s concern as what I do down here.” She kissed Twilight down the neck, then gently guided her down on the bed, putting her lips and tongue to work on Twilight’s breasts and plot. “Besides, I see no reason why having a cock should make me any less ladylike. Even if it does enable me to pleasure mares in ways that no stallion or mare could do alone.” She turned around, climbing over Twilight, her flaccid member dangling in front of Twilight’s face.
Twilight was astonished just to see the size of it. She had always thought that Flash Sentry was well-endowed, and compared to the various colt-friends she’d had back in college he certainly was. But even Mr. Shivers paled in comparison. She could only just barely get Celestia’s tip in her mouth, and it wasn’t yet fully hard. She hoped that Celestia would be true to her promise to be gentle, lest Twilight be split in half like a hot-dog bun.
Currently, though, Celestia was digging into Twilight’s snatch with great gusto, her licks long and deep, working from top to bottom as well as side to side. Twilight could hardly imagine that any mare or stallion could pleasure her nethers with such thoroughness and depth. She had been eaten out, of course – indeed, it seemed to almost be Flash Sentry’s favorite past time, the way he dove into it whenever they were alone. But clearly there was something to be said for experience in these matters, and Celestia seemed to have more experience than all of Twilight’s fillyfriends combined.
She tried to return the favor, gently working the tip of Celestia’s shaft in her mouth. She could hardly get much of it inside her, and though she now realized she need not strain her jaw to get it in, she certainly couldn’t even hope to make it to the medial ring, not without practicing all those “secret techniques” that she’d read about in the back of Rarity’s more scandalous magazines. Still, she could pleasure the tip, and so she did, digging in as best she could, twirling her tongue this way and that as she panted hard through her nose.
“Careful with your teeth, dear.” Celestia nipped at Twilight’s clit, then gave it a long, slow lick. “Don’t worry. I’ll teach you all sorts of tricks. You always were a fast learner, and teaching you is going to be so much fun…” She continued to lick and nibble at Twilight’s sex, teasing and fiddling with her folds. She took long slow slurps of Twilight’s flavor, sucking in the juices and moaning with delight. “Oh Twilight – when did you get so delicious?” She buried her muzzle deep in Twilight, blowing hot air out across her folds.
Twilight whimpered and writhed under Celestia, gasping and gagging around the huge flare in her mouth. Celestia was beginning to pre, and try as she might, Twilight couldn’t keep up with the volume. She tried to swallow the salty stuff but it overwhelmed her, dribbling down her lips and muzzle and out onto the plastic cushion. She had tasted this sort of thing before, especially when returning favors with Flash Sentry. But Celestia had a unique flavor that she couldn’t quite place. It wasn’t unpleasant though – far from it. The flavor was one of the more exotic and exquisite ones she’d ever encountered, and as she trilled her tongue across the hole, she found herself loving it all the more.
“Enough of the foreplay, let’s get down to business.” Celestia climbed up and switched position, turning Twilight over and nuzzling her neck and shoulders. She lined her enormous length up with Twilight’s sex, rubbing up and down gently, pressing and tapping lightly. “I bet you feel so hot and tight inside…” She began to press insistently, letting Twilight move, but tapping at her entrance and demanding entry.
Twilight was less sure. She’d taken some pretty big dildos over the years, along with the occasional lucky stallion. But none of them were anywhere near as big as Celestia, whose shaft was as thick as Twilight’s leg. Still, she didn’t want to disappoint the Princess, and from what she’d been feeling back there, she might just be up to this. Celestia’s licking and nibbling and prodding had loosened her up significantly, and maybe she wasn’t sizing up Celestia properly. Things always felt bigger than they looked, after all. “Go ahead, Princess, I think I’m ready.”
“Oh I know you are. I can feel it!” Celestia pushed in gently but firmly, sinking down slowly and giving Twilight plenty of time to react. She paused frequently, her massive shaft throbbing inside of Twilight and pulsing with juice. The fluids of both ponies slowly leaked out of Twilight’s sex, dribbling down her thighs as Celestia continued to carefully work her way in. “Damn Twilight, for a pony who isn’t a virgin, you sure are tight!” She kissed Twilight on the ear. “It feels magnificent!”
“Same for me, Princess!” She could hardly have believed it, but Twilight felt so full and satisfied with Celestia inside of her. She had expected to feel pain, to feel her body stretched and pulled the way it always was when she went a bit outside her comfort zone. But it was different this time. Maybe it was because the pony inside of her was someone she cared about, as opposed to just a piece of rubber? Or maybe Celestia’s magic was doing more than she realized? Regardless of why, Twilight was overjoyed to have the Princess inside of her, and she pushed back eagerly, wanting to feel more and more.
“Always the eager student, aren’t you Twilight?” Celestia adjusted herself and slid in past her medial ring, continuing to push until she felt she could go no further. She closed her eyes and moaned, taking in the intense feeling of Twilight’s body all around her shaft. She had been inside so many ponies over the years, but the first time was always special. Like a recipe she’d never had before, it was always a unique pleasure, even if she later moved on to things she liked better. But she could tell from the way Twilight felt inside, and the way she whined and panted with satisfaction, that she was going to be coming back to this time and time again. “Let’s begin some more intense study, shall we?”
Twilight dug in her hooves as best she could, trying not to slip on the uncertain surface. It was a futile effort, however, and as Celestia shifted from slow grinding to firm ramming, Twilight began to slide across the bed, her motion only halted by the firm grip of Celestia’s hooves. She bent down, putting her chest to the mattress as she struggled to keep in position, pushing herself back on Celestia’s enormous shaft as best she could. Even in her wildest dreams she could hardly imagine that sex would feel so good, and she struggled to contain herself, moaning and screaming incoherent half-words as she tried to encourage Celestia to go all the further.
Not that Celestia needed any encouragement. Spurred by the intense feeling and a slowly rising bestial lust, she rutted Twilight hard, her shaft pistoning in and out of the smaller pony with increasing fervor. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out as she let herself give in to the pleasure, spreading her wings for balance and leaning back, taking advantage of Twilight’s collapsing position to shift her thrusts ever downward, pushing her into the mattress harder and harder.
Twilight was also losing herself, closing her eyes and drooling with satisfaction as she felt the Princess’s enormous shaft deep inside of her. She braced herself against Celestia’s forelegs and bit her lower lip, her holy body shuddering as her sex erupted in fluid. Her labia fluttered and twitched, a long shiver made its way from her tail across her back and all the way up her neck, making her own wings twitch and spread beneath Celestia. She had certainly reached orgasm before, but never had it sent waves of numbness throughout her entire body. Even the tips of her hooves were tingling, and it was as though she’d suddenly lost all weight, and was now magically floating over the cushions instead of laying down on them.
Celestia’s orgasm was more controlled, but still intense. It took more than a tight mare-pussy to get her really going, there were certain things involving tight leather straps, gold rings and ball gags that were needed for that. Still, Twilight’s sex, and her obvious enjoyment at what they had been doing, was more than enough to sent Celestia’s shaft pulsing and throbbing. Her seed filled and overwhelmed Twilight’s snatch, sending cascading waves of white gooey love down the mare’s thighs. Celestia kept herself buried deep for a few moments, not pulling out and back until she was completely finished.
Twilight emerged from under Celestia slowly, her sex still throbbing, her labia still fluttering as thick gobs of cum oozed from her hole. She wanted to kiss Celestia, to hug her, to somehow let the Princess know that she appreciated the sort of love and intense pleasure she’d just experienced. But she found herself incredibly tired, and needed first to rest, to stop and catch her breath.
Celestia came up behind Twilight, idly playing with the mare’s cheeks and slit, fondling them playfully with her hooves. “My, it seems like Sugarcube Corner isn’t the only place I can get a massive creampie in Ponyville anymore.” She licked gently at Twilight’s sex, the salty taste of her own cum entering her mouth. Her licks were more gentle now, almost perfunctory, but still teasing Twilight’s clit and extending her afterglow. She rolled Twilight onto her back and climbed over her, letting her enormous shaft drag across Twilight’s belly. “Be a good little mare and clean your Princess while you rest.”
Twilight hardly needed encouragement. She kissed and suckled the cock, making slow love to it, delaying but not halting its retreat. She cleaned it eagerly, working all up and down the shaft. She could hardly believe that so much of the Princess had been inside of her, or that it had putting such enormous pleasure into her tiny body. Once the shaft had mostly retreated, she hugged Celestia as best she could, nustling the larger pony’s legs with her own.
Celestia sat down and grabbed a brush off a nearby stand, slowly beginning to put her hair back in order. “Not bad for a first session. But I’ll need to teach you about my more specific tastes before we go at it again. I’m not above a little vanilla like this, but there’s going to be a lot of ‘black licorice’ in your near future. Maybe some ‘fresh lemonade’ and ‘hot fudge’ too, if you’re up for it.” She hugged Twilight back, kissing her on the forehead.
Twilight didn’t know precisely what the Princess meant, but she knew enough to know it wasn’t going to be the sort of quiet, tame things she’d been up to with partners in the past. Still, if anything felt as good as what they’d done tonight, she could hardly be expected to say no. Besides, if Celestia asked for something, how could her most devoted student refuse? “Anything you wish, Princess. I’ll always be your devoted student, and I’m ready to learn anything you want to teach.
“Good, because after this, it’s going to get a lot more...Well let’s just say you’ll find yourself doing and enjoying things that are decidedly un-Princess-like. But that’s why we have this secret chamber.” She kissed Twilight one more time, and then got up slowly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I will need to raise the sun soon. But in the meantime, be thinking of anything you might want to try. I’ll ensure that our next appointment is scheduled very, very soon…”