> Asking For The Moon > by Anathema > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Blessed And Possessed > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Attention everybody!” A voice shouts, waking you from your sleep. You drowsily pull your head off your pillow. You look up to see your commanding officer holding a clipboard. You quickly stand up at the side of your bed. All of the other guards in the room do too. “We’ve got bad news and good news. The bad news is that Princess Luna was injured after botching a spell. The good news is that she wants one of us to guard her while she recovers.” She looks down at her clipboard. “Princess Celestia is having the guards that want to watch over her sister sign up. We’re hosting the sign ups outside, and one lucky guard will be selected.” Her wings flutter slightly. It’s her way of saying she’s jealous of whoever would win the drawing. “You’re dismissed.” Over half of the guards suddenly walk outside. You don’t need a long time to decide that you’re going to sign up later. Seeing Princess Luna has always been a dream of yours, since even before you joined the royal guard. Being a royal guard for over a decade and a half has had some ups and downs. A major upside is the amazing pay. A major downside is rarely seeing any of the Princesses, despite you joining up and being stationed at Canterlot. Unfortunately for you, you’re in one of the poorer districts. Another major downside of being with the guard is the fact that you aren’t allowed to have sex, since having relationships with anybody focuses your attention somewhere else. Just because you’ve been banned from having sex doesn’t mean you’ve been banned from masturbation. The last time you jacked off was a little over a week ago, after an… Entertaining dream involving Princess Luna. You walk to your commanding officer’s door and knock on it. She tells you to come in, so you do. “Yes?” She asks. “What is it?” You ask her how Princess Luna managed to get injured. “I don’t know the exact details.” She replies with a shrug. “Just that she botched that spell.” She rubs her chin. “I haven’t heard of a spell going so wrong it gave them a concussion. You’d think an alicorn would have the skill to keep that from happening.” You nod and thank her for her time. You share a salute with her and you walk out of her office, making your way to the sign ups for Princess Luna. Once you make it outside, you see that there’s not one, but seven different places to sign up. All of them have long lines at them. With a sigh, you walk to the end of the closest line. There has to be at least 500 other people signing up. Maybe deciding to do this was just a waste of time. Despite that, you keep your place in line. Something’s keeping you here, but you don’t know what it is. You wait for the line to progress. Time in the line goes by slowly. Eventually, you’re up front. The mare sitting at the sign up desks politely asks you to sign your name. You pick up the pen and hover it over the sheet. You hesitate to write your name down on the paper. You know you’re not going to be selected, so why are you doing this? This might be my only chance to actually talk to Princess Luna, you think to yourself. It’s enough to force you to push the pen down and write out your name. Princess Luna is beautiful enough as it is. Imagining her looking at you with those big, beautiful light blue eyes… Imagining her silky-smooth voice calling out your name… Imagining her in a nightgown... Just the thought of any of those happening is getting you rock hard. Shaking terribly, you sign your name and set down the pen. You feel a large weight fall off your chest. The mare at the table thanks you and you walk off. The next day, all of the guards that have signed up are standing outside, watching a stage. A mare is standing at a microphone, ready to announce the winner of the drawing. The other soldiers seem relaxed. You close your eyes and breathe heavily. Your heart is beating so fast and loud that you might not be able to hear the announcement. You don’t know why, though. You’ve already doubted that you’re going to be selected. “Fillies and gentlecolts!” An announcer finally steps to the microphone. “I understand you’ve all been waiting for…” You stop listening to her. You look down at the ground. You can’t focus on much of anything. “So!” The announcer says, breaking you from the ground. You look up at her. “We’ve chosen a random winner.” She opens an envelope. “And the winner is…” The announcer pauses. A guard next to you groans. “Every fuckin’ time with those pauses…” He mutters. “Piece of shit, anticipating us up.” “Your grammar is shit.” The guard in front of you says. “Who’s the fucking winner?!” A guard several rows in front of you shouts. The announcer ignores that guard. “The winner is…” She calls out your name. You’ve gotten your wish. You’ve seen Princess Luna up close and personal. You’ve seen her look at you with her big, beautiful light blue eyes. You’ve heard her silky-smooth voice call out your name. Now you’re seeing her in a nightgown. The nightgown almost perfectly matches her skin tone. It limits almost nothing to the imagination and shows a surprising amount of cleavage. The room is cold enough so her nipples are poking through. You can see their outlines clearly. No matter how hard you try, you can’t rip your eyes away from them. Fortunately for you, she’s reading a book and keeping your eyes away from you. To try to focus on something other than her amazing tits, you tap your spear with your fingers. Princess Luna glances up at you. Your eyes briefly lock themselves to hers. You can see a small grin on her face, as if she’s saying ‘Seriously?’ She looks down at her book. You look back down to her amazing tits. Your mind begins to wander. You imagine her nightgown suddenly falling off. You imagine stroking her large breasts. You imagine her kneeling down in front of you and- No. That won’t happen. You won’t let it. If you fall for your desires, the punishment will be severe. You’ll be executed if you’re lucky. You’ll be castrated if you’re not. To think that they say the former punishment is the worst… Princess Luna closes her book and sets it on the bedside table. She briefly shares eye contact with you. It’s faint, but you swear you see a mischievous grin on her face. She adjusts her nightgown. Doing so causes her large breasts to bounce around slightly. The sight is enough for you to get a sudden erection fast enough to cause a noticeable clinking sound as the tip hits your armor. Princess Luna stops in her tracks, looking up at you with a nearly seductive gaze. You burst into a cold sweat as she stares you in the eyes. You try to look away, but her gaze is magnetic. She slowly puts on a sly smile. “You have something on your mind.” She says. “What is it?” For half a second, you feel your heart stop. You gulp and ask her to repeat. She does without any hesitation. You curse to yourself, hoping you would have had at least a few seconds to gather your thoughts. With a sigh, you quickly reveal to her what you’ve been thinking. You reveal that you’ve been a guard for a decade and a half and that you haven’t had sex since then. You reveal that you’ve been watching, and lusting, her from afar. She nods softly with closed eyes, almost like she was expecting this. “I see.” She replies. Her eyes open, returning to that seductive gaze she had moments ago. “I was hoping something like this would happen.” She chuckles and pulls the blanket off the bed. She spreads her legs slightly, revealing her black panties that match her nightgown. She motions for you to approach her. Without any hesitation, you do as she asks. “I’ll have you know that once you’ve lived as long as I have, you get bored incredibly quickly.” She says. By now, you’re already on her bed. She pulls you in closer. “There’s only one thing that keeps me… Entertained anymore.” She kisses you passionately. She orders you to take off your armor. Even a peasant could tell you to, and you would without hesitation. You throw your armor aside. She pulls you back into a powerful kiss. She reaches into your pants, stroking your already rock hard manhood. Returning the favor, you reach up and grab her breasts with her nightgown still on. You twist her hardened nipples through her nightgown. The kiss temporarily breaks so she can let out a soft moan of pleasure. You tell Princess Luna that already feel like you’re going to cum. She gives you a smile. She pulls your pants down. Your cock pops out with force, even bouncing up and down. She smiles at it. “I could tell it was big, but damn… Feeling is different than seeing.” She leans her head in towards your package and casts a spell on it. You feel a small tingle. Your cock hardens even more, enough so it starts to curve upwards. You ask her what the spell did, and how she could do that after the concussion. “It’ll make you last a lot longer. I don’t want you cumming once you put your dick inside me.” She kisses the tip of your cock. “And I never really fucked up that spell. I just needed a break from work. And a guard to protect me.” She gives you a wink. She wraps her lips around the tip of your cock. Her tongue moves across it like it’s a lollipop. She closes her eyes. She pushes her head down even further without any effort. You would be amazed at it if the feeling of ecstasy didn’t cloud your mind. You feel her uvula move smoothly across your tip. Every centimeter pushes you deeper into pure bliss. She passes past your medial ring with an erotic schlick sound coming from her throat. Princess Luna keeps pushing her head forward, and your cock down her throat. Just as her lips reach the base of your cock, she gags slightly. She pulls her head back, still keeping your cock firmly in her mouth. Her eyes open and stare deeply into yours. She pushes your cock deeper into her throat, taking every single inch. Her lips once again reach the base of your cock. She deep throats your cock more and more. You tell her that you’re going to cum if she keeps this up. She pulls her throat back slowly, making sure that your cock rubs against the roof of her mouth. She stops at your medial ring, rubbing her tongue all over it. After playing with your ring, she finally pulls you out of her mouth. Her saliva is the only thing connecting your cock to her now. Your cock immediately goes through withdrawals and twitches. You stroke it to keep it distracted. She leans back and takes off her black panties. Princess Luna adjusts her body so she’s in the doggy position. Her flower-like pussy is soaked. “I don’t want to get pregnant.” She tells you, giving you another wink. Your heart skips a beat. You know exactly what she wants. Before you mount her, you look up to the skies and quietly thank whatever god is smiling at you. You spread her ass cheeks. Her asshole perfectly matches her skin tone. You look at her face, raising an eyebrow. She only gives you a smile. This is all you need to tell you that she planned on fucking a guard. You look back at her asshole and aim your dick for it. You tease her a bit by pushing it in slightly, though keeping it from penetrating. You decide that teasing is cruel. Not only to her, but to you. You slowly stick your dick in her asshole all the way to the balls. The tightness is amazing, and you’re not even a quarter of the way in yet. Her asshole is tighter than you ever thought it could be. Maybe Princess Luna didn’t get a lot of action before now. You take a second to wipe the sweat off of your brow. You look at her chest. Her tits are still bouncing aggressively against her chest and nightgown. You stop fucking her, still leaving your cock stuck up her asshole. She looks at you. You pull her closer to you and take her nightgown off. She takes the opportunity to give you a quick kiss. Despite your cock having been in her mouth just moments before, you don’t care. The only thing on your mind is getting the nightgown off and getting back to fucking her ass. The kiss breaks and she gets back to the doggy position. Before you start fucking her again, you flip her over onto her back. The twist on your cock feels even better than pounding her asshole. Her tits melt to her sides. You take a second to admire her beautiful dark nipples. You get back to fucking her. You quickly regain your speed. Her tits return to their shape and bounce up and down. Your balls slam against her ass cheeks with enough force that you should fall onto the ground crying. You look down at her pussy. It’s completely soaked. It looks like she’s already came. This doesn’t stop you. You keep pounding her ass like it’s the only thing keeping you alive. You can feel that you’re going to come soon. You slam your cock into her with all the power you can. You fuck her ass like an animal in full primal mode. Princess Luna lets out a loud moan of erotic pleasure. The moan is enough to make you realize you’ve been so close to coming. You know the dream come true is going to end soon, so you hold out for as long as you can. Still pounding her ass like a deranged animal, you finally tip out and come. You can almost feel each and every sperm pouring out of your balls and into her asshole. You count each and every spurt of come. One, two, three, four, five… You keep counting until the number doubles. It still goes on, but you can’t concentrate on it anymore. You look down at Princess Luna. Her belly is inflating with each spurt of cum. The smell of sex and sweat fills your nostrils. If you haven’t just put fifteen years into the Princesses asshole, you’d want to fuck her even more. You pull your cum-soaked cock out of her asshole. Your dick is still rock hard, but your balls are empty. You look at her asshole. It’s gaping wide and your cum is quickly pouring out and onto the bedsheets. As the cum pours out of her asshole, her belly deflates. You collapse onto the bed next to her. She wraps an arm around you and pulls you into another kiss. Her other hand rests on her slowly deflating belly. “We… We need to do this more often.” She says with a smile. You tell her you thought doing this wasn’t legal. She chuckles. “I didn’t see it happen.” You also chuckle, telling her that line was terribly cheesy.