Celestia and a few other mares get a bit horny at this year's Gala.
Some mares will go a bit far to spice up their lives. Celestia finds that she isn't alone on this, as Cheerilee seems to be with her on this thought. Though, Cheerilee is drunk and is spending her Gala time mostly with Derpy, her plus one. Derpy mostly sits and watches in exhaustion as Cheerilee's unrelenting energy drags the both of them through the hall in a frenzy of excuses as to why hard cider should never be served as a beverage at the Gala ever again.
This cycle gets quite boring pretty quickly, and Derpy seems to be the masochist putting herself through all of this already.
To spice up one's life, though, they'd need something that would blow away everything else they have done.
Luckily for them, at this point, almost anything is acceptable.
It was another Grand Galloping Gala to top all the others, as it had been advertised.
What a lie, Celestia thought. This Gala is no different than all the others, I guess. It doesn't help that Twilight and the others' company doesn't at least lighten the mood as it once did, but once again I've grown bored of this low budget type of entertainment. It's saddening I've been to this same exact event for over a thousand years and know it like the back of my hand, knowing how each generation will turn out and spend their time here like some show I've watched a billion times. And that's all this is. A carefully organized show with no more originality now than it had back then after it got dull the first five years of doing it.
Celestia sat alone, watching the others dance and be jolly, leaving herself at a table with her sweet tarts and tea. "Such a dull life is seen by she who's seen it all, eh?" she said to herself finally aloud, about to take a sip of her punch. She found herself getting bumped into from behind by Derpy, who because of this spilled her punch over her white and silver dress.
"Aaaaoww!" Derpy wailed out loud, blushing heavily and rustling her wings in anger. "I just got this thing yesterday! Now it's ruined!! Ahh!"
Celestia gasped, standing up and using a handkerchief of hers to rub the setting stain from Derpy's dress, which was around her bosom area. This caused Derpy to blush more and squirm with uneasiness. "I'm so sorry, uh... Miss! I should have not been in the way!"
Derpy was shocked at the princess's sudden humble attitude and her eagerness to keep Derpy happy with this seemingly boring Gala. She rose her chin and then lowered it to sigh. "Pr-Princess Celestia?... Uh..."
Celestia put a finger to Derpy's lips, smearing a bit of the pegasus mare's lipstick on it. "Not a word from you! I've embarrassed myself enough with just showing my face around here!" she told Derpy almost under her breath in a certain irritated tone. Celestia was blushing even harder than Derpy had been, and this made her look like a frustrated tomato baby.
". . . Are you okay?" Derpy finally asked her, getting her to stop trying to clean the dress and then sitting down with her at the table. "Princess, you never seem like yourself at these... you always look so bored, and really embarrassed..."
Damn! She's on to me! What will she think of the Princess of Equestria had she known she was bored at the world's largest event?
Thinking quickly, Celestia crossed her arms and chuckled nervously, trying to hide the fact that Derpy was clearly on to her. The innocent act definitely would not work after what had just happened. "Look, I'm fairly sorry for being this way... Galas are supposed to be fun and exciting! But when you've been to the same party every year for a thousand, it gets kind of boring. I mean, I could blow the whole place up and scream 'I'm havin' fun!' and I honestly would be! So, I just refrain from thinking about my own personal vendettas about how much this blows, and just let everypony else go on in their little illusion that this boring evening was 'fun' to them. Foals get sick of going to homecoming for a mere four years, so why can't I get sick of going to the Gala for well over a thousand?"
Derpy was surprised, and she temporarily looked away, not knowing what to say at all. To think Celestia truly felt this way about the Gala. To think she never objected the fact that seemingly every year Twilight and her friends brought some crazy antic to liven up the party a bit and yet Celestia always said the same thing:
"This has been the best Gala in years!"
Derpy suddenly felt sad and humbled that she got to enjoy the Gala, and she was only but a simple mailmare! Celestia, being the Princess of Equestria, would at least try to look as if she were having fun but she had been here for so long that even pretending to have fun had gotten to be such a chore for her that she simply gave up. But then, something hit her:
"Princess, I think I have the solution!"
The princess' response was lightning quick. "What is it?" the alicorn princess asked with great concern, focusing in on Derpy dramatically, almost cornering her.
The close distance made Derpy nervous. "I... Well... You seem to be jealous of everypony else's fun time because you can no longer see with their eyes. Everypony nowadays is all like 'YOLO, you only live once, m8!' or something--"
"Back in my day we called those 'Epicureans'... I suppose the people who come here and care not whether its fun or sucks would be--"
"Partypoopers?"
"--stoics, Derpy. Stoics! Those philosophies haven't stopped battling for ages! And I see it continues to this very day."
Derpy took in what Celestia said and thought about it for a while. She prepared herself to speak, until she was met by a slightly intoxicated Berry Punch and Cheerilee, who was intoxicated as well. And seemed to be more so than Berry Punch. "You... girls, what are you doing here?! Don't embarrass me in front of the Princess!"
Berry and Cheerilee looked to one another, then back to Derpy and Celestia. The two immediately began laughing.
Derpy blushed and stood up to them, her fists balled at her sides, she stomped with anger. "Berry, Cheery!" she screamed, getting the two to stop their acts. "You two need to sit down, please?"
Cheerilee pat Berry on her shoulder, getting her to go somewhere else. Cheerilee hiccuped and sat down in Celestia's lap, to which the princess blushed heavily and lightly moaned. Derpy, being too much in shock to say anything, fell in her chair and nearly fainted from this tomfoolery.
Cheerilee hopped a bit, shivering and sighing as she sat in Celestia's lap. "Ooo! Princess! Are you... poking me?"
"AAAAAOOOWWWWW!!!!" Derpy yelped, slamming her head on the table, hoping to Faust that Cheerilee wouldn't ruin this completely for her.
"It's fine, Miss...," Celestia said, expecting to get a name from Derpy, who was still too much embarrassed to even be listening to her to get a response. "Just, please, understand your friend is yet but an Epicurean. Also, did you not know I have both a door and a key?
Derpy scrunched her nose and shook her head. "As much as that pleases me to know it's not what'll help you with your sentimentality!"
"But, there's where you're wrong, my dear," Celestia suddenly said, almost shining as brightly as her new idea seemed. "Why don't I take your friend Cheery--"
"Cheerilee," the teacher mare hiccuped.
"--Cheerilee back to her house so I can show her a good time?" Celestia winked at her seductively. She then turned to Cheerilee and stroked her mane softly. "What do you say, my little pony?"
And like that, Cheerilee was in like an anteater's tongue in an ant hill. There was no way she would decline such a pony after and offer and beg like that, especially coming from Princess Celestia herself.
Derpy rose from the table, looking squarely at Celestia, in pure disbelief that she'd suggest such a thing. "Pr-Princess... what do you...--?"
Cheerilee flopped down onto the table, scraping her back goods all over Celestia's rising erection. "Celly's gonna get all up in me, isn't she! I'll be as high as Luna was upon the moon!" She then hiccuped again.
"Here, why don't you help me to her house?" Celestia said, holding out her hand for Derpy to shake in agreement. "I never got your name..."
Derpy nearly turned blue, having not breathed properly in so long now had she been so much in shock of this whole ordeal. What a fool she'd be to say no to Celestia, especially when she wanted to make sure Celestia had a good time. She could not bear to let the princess down. Surely this Gala would be a lot better than the last previous ones in Celestia's book.
"D-Derpy... Derpy Hooves. Cheerilee calls me 'Ditzy Doo,' after my daughter, Dinky Doo," she finally cracked under Celestia's pressure. Derpy shook her hand and helped Cheerilee to stand so that she could lead her in this short journey to Cheerilee's house with Celestia.
"How the hay are we gonna get from Canterlot to my house if all the trains ain't workin' right now?" Cheerilee scowled at the two. "Princess, to have such a big cock you got a small, teensy tiny brain you know that?"
"Cheerilee! Language!" Derpy cried out, hitting her plus one on the shoulder.
Celestia laughed, calling over a chariot for them to ride on, flown by two pegasus men who were dressed as male strippers with winged stripper shoes with propellers. "No need to fret girls, my sexy chariot awaits us. See?"
Derpy pinched the bridge of her nose and hung her head to be shaken in disbelief. She was smiling and blushing, both at once, turned on by this shining ordeal of Flash Sentry and some other stallion man she knew nothing about. "Princess Celestia, unbelievable."
Celestia opened the side door to allow Derpy and Cheerilee in first. "You'd be surprised at the things I do to keep myself occupied here, girls. Now, tell these gentlemen where your dear Cheerilee lives, eh?"
Cheerilee woke up after they landed in front of her house and immediately tried to get out of the chariot. She crawled over the side and flopped down on her face, now unconscious from her second landing.
"She sure had a nice time, isn't that right, Derpy?" Celestia asked, stepping out of the chariot and bidding a temporary farewell to her charioteers, who quickly flew off knowing that she wanted her privacy. She picked Cheerilee up with magic and opened the door via the same media of doing so. She entered into the living room, right next to the entrance and sat Cheerilee down on the couch.
Making sure nopony saw their entrance, Derpy followed behind them and slowly closed the front door, locking it behind her. She turned her back to the door and leaned against it to sigh in great relief, only to see Celestia tearing Cheerilee's button-up shirt by each button, one popping off and flying in between Celestia's cleavage.
"Princess Celestia!" Derpy yelped, covering her mouth with both hands and stomping the ground once to get her attention. "Mmm-mmm!!!!" She shook her head to get her to stop doing that.
Celestia giggled. "How silly of me to try and get a peak at a mare's breasts without her even being awake yet! But it's too late for that, now isn't it?!" she exclaimed, her horn glowing with more magic and then blasting a sparkly beam of mist onto Cheerilee's bosom, causing the sleeping mare's breasts to inflate to a hyper breast state. "Don't freak out, Derpy. This particular spell with only last until the sun rises, which I shall do from here. Will you stay the night as well?"
Again, Derpy could not bear to say no. She nodded nervously in agreement, knowing full well what she had gotten herself into.
"Good, I'll prepare for you and Cheerilee in her room upstairs... if I can tell which room is hers up there. Wake her up for me, please?" Celestia announced to her, rubbing readily at her crotch. "Thanks to you, this will be my best night of the Grand Galloping Gala yet! I must properly thank you later, er...or, maybe... some time soon?"
Before Derpy could say anything, she found herself alone with the sleeping, inflated chubby chested Cheerilee, now stuck with the priority to wake her up somehow. Derpy walked over to her and then past her, getting a good look at how large her breasts were. Each one was twice the size of her head. That's one Cheerilee and four Cheerilee heads of weight. That's heavy. Of course, not that Cheerilee was fat, just now her breasts were fat. Obese. Monstrosities. Whatever you may call a single pair of breasts this large.
Derpy walked into the kitchen and spotted in the dish rack a large bowl that could be filled with well over a gallon of whatever. Celestia wanted Cheerilee up as soon as possible, and cold water seemed to work well in the cartoons and movies. What could possibly go wrong? Derpy filled up the bowl with as much ice cold water as she could and carried it into the living room to the couch where Cheerilee was in her sweet slumber.
"Sorry about this, Cheerilee..." Derpy choked to tell her, preparing to pour the water.
Having already found Cheerilee's room pretty easily, Celestia was sitting on the edge of the bed in some of Cheerilee's scarlet lingerie. Yes, she had snooped around quite a bit to find something to wear, and this peculiar piece of clothing aroused her eye and she could not bear to keep herself from putting it on.
She heard and audible splash, followed by Cheerilee screaming and Derpy crying and apologizing dozens of times.
"Wh-W...WHY ARE MY BREASTS SO FUCKING HUGE??!!!"
Then Cheerilee began crying.
Celestia heard crashing and bumping, Derpy saying "ow" a few times, then some loud hiccups from Cheerilee who she heard fall on her breasts and begin laughing from the fact that they protected her from facial impact with the hard ground. Derpy began laughing too.
Then, the laughing stopped, and Celestia could only hear quiet murmuring after that. She sighed rather impatiently, beginning to tap her foot to the ground, until she heard the two coming up the stairs. "Finally," she groaned, bringing aside the panties of the lingerie and letting loose her beast of a member, ready for whoever was willing to take it all first.
Cheerilee ran into the room and tripped over her own feet, falling forward, but catching herself swiftly and laughing. "Can't get me this time, gravity! I countered the force of my fall with an equal to or greater force to...yadda yadda ya! I teach that crap all day, I just wanna please my princess now." She then hiccuped.
"I love how you're so eager to do this, Cheerilee, my little pony, are you sure you have nothing to object about this?" Celestia asked the teacher with a deep red blush. "I know this is so very spontaneous of me to drag you back home at a time like this, from the Gala on top of that. I sincerely apologize if this is moving too quick for you."
Cheerilee laughed and kneeled by Celestia's dick, grabbing it in one hand and placing its warm and meaty figure upon her hot and plump cheek. This made the princess' dick slightly quiver and expand as if breathing. Cheerilee took the initiative and placed Celestia's member between her breasts and watching as the princess thrusted it lovingly right onto Cheerilee's lips, sobering her up a bit with its sweaty smell rising quickly like a cloud and flooding her nostrils. "You're a naughty, promiscuous princess, aren't you, Celestia?"
"Not as bad a teacher as you are, my little pony," Celestia said, and Cheerilee began to sticking the tip of Celestia's dick into her mouth. She popped off after getting a nice taste of Celestia's dripping precum, swallowing that much.
"Derpy my dear, would you mind finding me my lubricant? It's in one of the dresser drawers in my closet," Cheerilee ordered, as Derpy delivered the bottle of lubricant to the teacher, her friend, so she could squeeze lube from it, albeit with it making a peculiar farting noise which made the teacher and the princess giggle.
Derpy, half way closing her eyes and sitting in a chair behind them, seeing it now at a side view as it happened. She was flushed in a red she never knew her body could muster. But, she found her hand creeping down her skirt, and she lightly tread her nether region with her fingers. "What am I doing? Why am I doing this?" she muttered to herself. She was about to stop, but Celestia looked to her and said,
"Is there something wrong, Derpy?"
Cheerilee has a boyfriend! I have a daughter! You're the fucking princess of Equestria! YES, THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG! Derpy wanted to scream at her, but she scrunched her face and sighed, then letting herself go and beginning to finger herself. "No, not a thing. But this is all fairly new to me, y'know? You don't do this everyday so I might as well make the most of it, right?"
Cheerilee tried to speak while sucking Celestia's phallic mass, "That's the spirit, Ditzy!" Her voice was muffled greatly, and she was making Mmms and noms while bopping up and down on Celestia's penis.
Derpy was confused, but she paid it no mind and felt as her fingers began to create in her a lust that could not be tamed. She first paid no mind to it, as this was what the princess wanted, and Derpy wished for her to have a great night at the Gala. The only problem was, was that this seemed to be going too extremely like Sonic on meth and steroids, they were not even at the Gala anymore, and that it had strangely escalated to a point Derpy not only did not expect but did not see capable of being reached by these two individuals which she had come to respect so greatly... up until this point, that was.
Cheerilee began by bouncing her massive breasts on Celestia's dick very slowly, squeezing them with her balled fists as to trap the penis in between their slippery and lubricated interior.
"You like that, princess?" the teacher asked seductively, going down on her superior and licking the tip with love, as if doing it for a prize.
"I love it a bit too much, Cheerilee," Celestia replied, as her blush grew deeper, she placed a hand on Cheerilee's head and pushed her down, making her deepthroat her cock as she titfucked it already. "I love how flexible you are, Cheerilee! Not many mares can do what you just did there! I'm proud of you, my little pony."
That phrase turned on the drunk Cheerilee. All this time she had been the inferior one, and she liked that. It only made her more eager to please her princess. She sucked on Celestia's penis with some force and speed, and Celestia's hands twitched not knowing what to do, so she folded them behind her back and took some deep breaths as the teacher did her work. Celestia saw the lipstick which Cheerilee wore smearing on her skin, and it only made her hornier. She moaned as her eyes went dumb for pleasure, sticking out her tongue as her head hung back.
Celestia's dick radiated a heat that seemed to be triggered by her erection growing harder and swelling like a balloon being blown up. Of course, Cheerilee was the vacuum blowing it up. Sooner or later, this balloon would pop like an overheated hotdog.
"Princess, don't die on me now!" Cheerilee exclaimed, getting a hand under Celestia to find her anus. "I'm gonna make you blast off like a rocket. Consider this your science project~❤."
Cheerilee's mouth was like a vacuum, as Celestia could see her lips stretching as she slurped her member lovingly. Her slimy tongue rolled around the princess's dick with some speed, making her throb with pleasure every round it took around her head. The moist, wet warmth of Cheerilee's mouth is what got to her most. Almost like hot water was being poured upon her, soothing her from the stresses of the day. It was almost too much.
As for the fingering, Cheerilee fingered Celestia's prostate with some skill, showing she had some experience. While she sucked on her dick, her breasts bounced with her motion, and Celestia's thrusting made it easier for Cheerilee to get into her anus with her two fingers deemed worthy enough to enter the princess. The fingers rolled around within her, and Cheerilee felt as though Celestia's thrusts were meant to get herself off of Cheerilee's fingers. Her anus tightened, and Celestia gave up trying to escape, she lightly pulled Cheerilee's hair to use it as handle bars for control over her sucking motions. Picking up her speed and force, Cheerilee could hear screams of pleasure coming from Celestia. She was literally milking her.
Celestia could not hold back her cum anymore, as with Cheerilee's head bobbing on her swiftly but softly, up and down like a rollercoaster ride, and her two fingers constantly poking forcefully against her tingling and throbbing prostate gland, she completely lost control of her entire body.
The princess grabbed Cheerilee's hair and pushed her head all the way down on her dick, as far as it could go, and through her futa dick she sprayed a warm blast of thick liquids into the teacher's mouth. Acting quickly and taking pleasure while doing it, Cheerilee swallowed the cum and ejected from Celestia's dick when the princess was too weak to hold her down any longer. It was huge, as Cheerilee's right hand covered it barely enough and the tip still poked from the top of her breasts, and of course it could shoot a quart of cum if Celestia was having a good day.
But with the prostate milking, better make that two quarts.
Cheerilee squeezed it with her right hand and stroked it upwards, summoning from its depths a string of cum that she slurped like spaghetti. She kissed the dick with the outermost flesh of her lips, lightly encasing the opening of the urethra with them in a ring; she then literally sucked air through the hole and dragged out a thick string of the white, steaming, sticky cum. This triggered another wave of pleasure to shoot through the princess as the feeling of the string being forcefully sucked out of her urethra was like catching a glimpse of the heaven's she was forbidden to see due to her immortality.
In other words, this single act from Cheerilee earned her another layer to her cum mask.
Cheerilee popped off of the dick and began to cough and exhale deeply, her eyes rolling back from the throat abuse she had just endured and the new taste of cum which she was forcing herself to down like a strong shot of vodka. With a deep red blush and a futile wipe of her face, Cheerilee nervously asked the princess, "Um... did you, . . . like it?"
Little miss drunk teacher pony felt that was a stupid thing to ask.
Celestia smiled and giggled elegantly, still not taking her eyes from Cheerilee's cum covered face, and then to her dick between her breasts, which was finding itself rather flaccid. "What do you think, my little pony?"
That's what got Cheerilee into this anyway. The tone in which Celestia called her "my little pony," was better than Cheerilee could do it herself. She called the school fillies and colts "my little pony/ponies" all the time, but never gave any thought to it really. Sure, it showed that Cheerilee was the teacher, and that they were her students, that she was over them. But when Celestia said it to her, it made her feel submissively like a student of the Sun Goddess herself.
Her warm heat radiating from her body, hottest with her mouth, a volcano of molten lava and a tongue of fire to melt Celestia's stone pillar. Celestia had never a reason to take Cheerilee for granted before, and had she considered this now, she found that she would never come to have that thought.
"So... it was a stupid question..." Cheerilee said, with her head hanging low. She looked behind of herself, but then began rubbing Celestia's wet, soft, flaccid dick gently across her plump and rosy cheeks.
Celestia moaned with pleasure and caught sight of a mirror behind them, showing Cheerilee's super-sized ass and her cutie mark decorating the deep, purplish-red cheeks which Celestia truly wanted her dick to be between. Cheerilee's pussy was fat, seemingly swollen, but it was so pink that Celestia had half the mind to say Cheerilee had put lipstick on both pairs of her body's lips.
The shiny skin was obviously oiled from head to toe, Celestia could see that now, specially for her. That lube really helped.
"There's no such thing as a stupid question in my class session, my little pony," Celestia moaned, giving Cheerilee a deep, sloppy kiss and pulling her up to the bed so she could crawl on top of her. She looked to the mare enjoying herself behind them and asked her, "Derpy, would you like to join us?"
Derpy watched the two intently, fingering herself as she did so. She first lightly circled her clitoris, then two fingers scaled up and down her labia, spreading it apart, then with her middle finger, she entered herself and let her head rest on the chair behind her.
What am I doing? Is this wrong? Is this right? What has my life come to for this to occur? What terrible thing have I done for karma to wish this upon me?
Derpy squeezed at her breast with her other hand and began moaning lightly. She then entered two fingers within herself, thrusting them in slowly and steadily. She sighed as she blushed, the dress now feeling too hot for her as her blood began to circulate faster, her heart beating harder. Her lust and her fears came together as one, and it sent shivers through her body.
Flitter, I hope you're taking care of my baby... I don't want her worrying what's happened to Mommy and Cheerilee. Her mother, her teacher, her princess... three women she looked up to the most, just great... What would she do if she had seen us like this? Will she trust Celestia and Cheerilee as her princess and teacher? Will she still love me as a mother?
Derpy picked up her speed, squeezing her breast harder as her fingers went in deeper and thrusted faster. She squirted a bit, making her vaginal entrance slipperier. She was lubricating herself, and it made her feel dirty. She smiled at this feeling, now completely letting her honor and pride go down the drain.
She twirled her fingers within herself, circling them within her warm interior, getting a feel of her own tightness, turning her libido up to a max it hadn't been able to reach since the night Dinky was conceived. Derpy moaned louder and louder each time she felt her fingers in her G-spot, she knew not what to do at this point other than continue. That's all she could do.
This is all my fault. If I had said no and made Cheerilee come home... none of this would even be happening. I could let Cheerilee sleep her drunkeness away, and I could go home to my daughter, pay Flitter for a job well done, and get some sleep as well... But no! I gotta stay here and make sure these two don't do anything more stupid than they are now...
Derpy couldn't hold it back, she felt herself cum in her hand and she screamed with her libido's drive swirling madly like a racing pegasus. She ejected her fingers from herself and began to breathe heavily. She covered her face with her clean hand and began crying softly. Her libido still pumped, but her fears soon began to settle in even more. That's when she heard it.
"Derpy, would you like to join us?"
Her entire world stopped and her heart sank so fast it felt as if she were going to have a heart attack. She sighed and gulped nervously.
"Wh...what did you say?" she asked them, wiping away her tears and sitting up straighter than she had been to face them. She shook her head in disappointment at everything that was happening at this moment.
She read Celestia's lips as she spoke with the utmost confidence she had ever seen radiate so brightly from the princess like the sun in its Sunday's Best. "Would you like to join us?"
She heard it almost slower, but it wasn't like she really needed to. She heard it the first time, but she also knew it was coming. It scared her how fast this situation was moving on and on like a movie she could not pause. She knew what would come at every turn and corner, yet jumped during every spook.
Derpy had all the reason, all the power, all the right to get up, call out the two mares on their shameful acts, and then simply leave. She twitched knowing she could do that. She itched for it for so long, building up all her frustration and anxiety, hoping her light masturbation session would quell it; it only fed her burn. Derpy knew she could leave, but some childish force in her pleaded against it and begged for mercy she let it go softly by carrying out Celestia's request.
"If I regret this for the rest of my life," Derpy began, never finishing this statement as it felt unnecessary.
Celestia clapped and Cheerilee cheered like a cheerleader. The room flooded with enthusiasm, except from Derpy. Her expression shifted from scared, anxious and confused to confident, strong, ready, triumphant. She stood up tall and slipped her outfit off slowly like a snake slithering through the shifting and drifting sand.
It was like a catwalk. A catwalk straight to a lifestyle she did not wish to even know about, let alone partake of. Derpy approached the two as they now lay upon the bed, in such a way that she could get right in and lie down between them.
The pegasus mail mare crawled onto the bed, blushing in shame now that her princess and best friend were gazing upon her nakedness. Her dripping, sweaty body, slim and toned from the daily exercise of flying from home to home, delivering mail. In comparison to Cheerilee, who was thick but tight-waisted, wide hips and thick thunder thighs, a physique every colt loved to see with a teacher as sexy and so hot as Cheerilee that a single lone prepositional phrase will have her entire class on a plane rising right up in its action to a bursting climax of volcanic proportions.
Both of these bodies were now in Celestia's control.
Celestia rubbed her hands down Derpy's body, gliding down her chest and abdomen to meet her already spilling pussy. Her fattened mons pubis twitching with the princess's gentle touch, then her clitoris becoming immediately erect after Celestia merely grazed it with her palm.
"Hmm, I see you're extremely sensitive in this area," Celestia told her with a curvy smile, spreading her wings and forcing Derpy to feel as if she were trapped. The princess deeply and sloppily kissed Derpy, catching her by surprise and flushing her face, almost as if her tongue were the trigger. However, gradually getting lower: kissing the neck and leaving deep red hickies as she progressed downwards; sucking on both of Derpy's nipples and breasts, getting as much of each individual breast into her mouth when its turn came; a single long stride of her tongue, traveling like a pen on paper down her abdomen, then her belly button, then finally her mons pubis.
Cheerilee sat up and crawled over Derpy quickly, too quick for the pegasus mare to have a thought at or react to what she was doing. Cheerilee spread her pussy like wings using her hands and sat directly onto the pegasus mare's face as Celestia spit her slimy, sticking, stringy saliva like a spread over Derpy's vulva like she was eating icy, but melty ice cream.The teacher screeched out as Derpy's tongue shot into her vaginal canals, and she shook while bouncing her ass upon Derpy's face as if riding it in a reverse cowgirl position.
"If I knew you could eat this good, I'd have started calling you fat again a long time ago!" Cheerilee hiccuped drunkenly, rolling her hips like a ball-and-socket joint. Cum was violently oozing from her, the teacher feeling every single wave of the heavenly euphoria which Derpy's mouth and tongue vibrated with moans as Celestia increased her speed and intensity with which she devoured Derpy's pussy like an anteater slurping ants from an anthill.
Stroking her throbbing and hungry dick while eating her appetizer, Celestia rose to her knees and grasped Derpy by the hips, raising her up by surprise, using Cheerilee as an anchor to keep her in place. The princess shoved her dick into Derpy and let out a feisty scream of pleasure, not starting her thrusts slow and steady but already ramming her pelvis onto Derpy's.
The poor mare had ejaculated onto Celestia's dick several times with the first couple of rough initial thrusts. The cock of heavenly proportions stabbing deep into her womb with its most fatty mass striking her inner G-spot over and over like a mad boxer who just stubbed his hoof.
"You're so tight! Like... your poor wet kitten is sucking my dick like some warm mouth waiting to be delivered its cream for the coffee!" Celestia exclaimed, leaning over to lock lips with Cheerilee, who was slowly falling asleep while riding Derpy's face. Even through Derpy's endless screaming and cries for what seemed to be mercy ringing in their ears.
The pegasus mare clawed at the sheets below and screamed loudly directly into Cheerilee's pussy, shocking the teacher awake and striking her with enough force to make her pussy flutter like a butterfly.
"Pr-Princess! Are you going...?" Cheerilee tried to ask, but she jerked her body in an arch and cried out an unintelligible mass of prayers perhaps all dragged out as one yelp of a climaxing release.
Celestia saw as she had torn through Derpy's hymen, her blood coating her dick and spilling out on the sheets below. Celestia felt weakened by this sight, but forced her thrusts to become more powerful. Gradually she was giving both Derpy and Cheerilee whiplash. She responded to both of their cries of shivering and exploding passion, along with the sloppy-sounding smacking of Cheerilee's massive, jiggly, juicy ass cheeks on Derpy's helpess and now soaked face.
The princess felt her wings shutter and felt as Derpy's vagina shivered with every thrust like an earthquake bursting out in an omnidirectional wave after a missile had stricken. This wave concentrated into a pure force of pleasure and shot like a lightning bolt into Celestia's metal rod, shocking her with enough force to make her cum a rushing and bubbling river directly into Derpy's womb, filling her pussy to the brim with semen. Celestia proclaimed Derpy's name, declaring her an official Equestrian Knight of Sex. The cum rushed out of her dick as long as she remained inside of the mare, so she was forced to eject and fall panting and exhausted onto the bed.
Cheerilee did the same but fell backwards, hitting her head on the wall and effectively knocking herself out.
Derpy moaned again, experiencing the ride of most of the cum flowing out of the creampie of her vagina. She looked at her mons pubis, splattered with cum, almost as if some had exploded outwards and stuck onto her upper pelvis. She rubbed it with her hands, its slippery and chaotic texture, her fingers sliding right through it like jell. Its hotness and stickiness felt impure and dirty. Just like she felt about this. And this whole situation to begin with.
She hadn't the strength to speak or to move, and was paralyzed and brain dead from the sex and torture she had experienced today as a whole.
With a gulp and slight gag from Cheerilee's cum, Derpy wiped her mouth, but with the hand she had slid through the cum. Horrified by this, she tried to scream in utter disgust but ended up gagging on Cheerilee's leftover cum instead.
It seemed as though fate were punishing her for not leaving earlier. And she partially felt she deserved it. But, no matter what way she looked at it, the worst that could happen now was that she would get pregnant from Celestia's overflow of semen flooding her inner catacombs.
"Just my luck..." Derpy sighed, beginning to drift off to sleep.
Derpy woke up with a dizzy head, the smell of sweat, cum, and muggy sex stench flooded her nostrils. She opened her eyes widely in surprise at the site she saw: Celestia cuddling her on one side while Cheerilee cuddled her on the other. Celestia was sound asleep and snoring lightly with a smile on her face.
I'm going to tell her my mind when she wakes up... regardless of whether or not she had the best night of her life for once in a thousand years... if I end up pregnant then I'm totally telling her my mind! That wouldn't be fair at all!
She then began panicking at the thought of that happening. What were the chances it'd be an alicorn, though? And what about Cheerilee? Would she have stomach babies from Celestia's possibly magically potent cum? Could the cum be activated and deactivated at will? Does it mature faster than the average stallion's cum?
How did Celestia's dick get... to be a dick, for one. All of these questions and on still lingered in her mind:
It was 11 o' clock A.M., why was the sun not yet up?
"Eeyup, I knew I should have done something when I saw 'em leave like that last night," Big Mac sighed, leaning on a fence at the farm with Applejack by his side during a break from their work, eating an apple as she was. "I can't even say I'm mad. I'm just disappointed."
Applejack sighed and shook her head while smacking her lips in somewhat of a disgusted tone. "Ah can't blame ya. Ah'd have just left at that and not said nothin'."
Big Mac exhaled deeply and his head hung low. "Nah, Jackie, that ain't what I mean."
Applejack looked to her brother with a confused expression on her face. "Then... what did ya mean, Big Mac?"
Big Mac chuckled and slapped her shoulder, almost knocking her over to the side, but the earth pony caught herself.
"Hey! Th-that ain't funny!" she cried, standing straight and pushing Big Mac, but he didn't budge. She blushed in frustration at this and crossed her arms, looking away. "Anyway, what'd ya mean by you were disappointed if we ain't on the same level as to what being disappointed even is?"
Big Mac looked to his sister, then looked up to the sky. Its clear cloudless orange blanket-like existence, stretching from the setting sun, made more clear with the contrasting blue to dark violet on the opposite side where the moon was exposing itself. "I meant I'm disappointed I wasn't invited to the fun."
Applejack gasped in surprise, not knowing how to take that statement in and analyze it as well as a reply without responding to it in the wrong way, if such a thing was possible at this point. "Everything's better with apples," she said, under the impression she had nailed it.
