CYOA: Princess Celestia's Royal Guard, Part 3 (Archive 2014)


                                            >you cringe in agony as your hooves burn up behind you

                                            >fuck

                                            >you totally forgot about your injury in the heat of the moment

                                            >the adrenaline rush must have blocked the pain out

                                            >again

                                            >fuck, your body hates you

                                            >you lean up against the table

                                            >The Princess and Steep Steel both give you odd looks

                                            >Jarboe coughs again from under the table

                                            "O-Oh, Jarboe can join too, right?"

                                            >Celestia looks at Steel, and he nods

                                            >"Sure, why not. The more the merrier!"

                                            >you smile painfully

                                            "Excuse me for a moment."

                                            >you drop underneath the table, reeling in pain

                                            >Jarboe is on top of you in an instant

                                            >but this is not for sexy times

                                            >she's pissed

                                            >"Anon, the fuck? I thought this was going to be our time!"

                                            >she's sitting on your sprained hooves unintentionally

                                            >you expected that to hurt like fuck

                                            >but her frosty buns feel pretty lovely on your fucked fetlocks

                                            >basically, like ice

                                            >reducing the swelled

                                            >neat!

                                            >she cocks an eyebrow, her face still screwed up in an expression of annoyance

                                            >"Well? What do you have to say for yourself?

                                            "Well, I thought it would be hot if we joined in!"

                                            >Jarboe groans

                                            >"Anon?"

                                            "Yeah?"

                                            >"Are you by any chance a 14 year old?"

                                            >fuck

                                            >she rekt you

                                            "W-Well, I mean..."

                                            >she sighs, and looks away from you

                                            >you start to feel guilty

                                            >this kind of was your date after all

                                            "Look, do you wanna get in on that action? Because if you don't want to, I won't..."

                                            >you trail off

                                            >she sighs again

                                            >"Look, we'll do this now, alright? But you owe me. You owe me BIG."

                                            >you nod

                                            >you give her a little hug

                                            "Thanks, Jarboe. You're the best. I promise, I'll do whatever you ask me to to make up for this!"

                                            >she grins

                                            >"Anything?"

                                            "W-Well, I mean, as long as it doesn't kill me..."

                                            >Jarboe chuckles darkly

                                            >"Oh, we'll see, Anonymous. We shall see."

                                            >you gulp nervously

                                            "You'll want your blindfold on, of course..."

                                            >you wrap it around her eyes, tying it securely

                                            >you crawl out from under the table, Jarboe following you

                                            >well

                                            >you ain't no barbarian

                                            >not leading an effectively blind mare to the golden gates of paradise

                                            >you've got manners

                                            >you are a gentlecolt

                                            >your neck fur bristles, and your phantom phedora tips all by itself

                                            "Here, hold on to my tail..."

                                            >you guide her out safely from under the table

                                            >admittedly, not the most impressive of feats

                                            >but hey

                                            >you're trying to be a good guy

                                            >one might even say

                                            >a nice guy

                                            >*tipping intensifies*

                                            >you're out before the couple on the table

                                            >Celestia smiles down at you two

                                            >"Do you need a helping hoof? I see you're both incapacitated, in one way or another."

                                            "Y-Yes please, your highness."

                                            >Princess Celestia's horn sparks, and the two of you are lifted into the air

                                            >"Where would you two like to go?"

                                            >you turn to Jarboe

                                            "Want Princess duty?"

                                            >"Sure. Never got up and personal with Celestia anyway."

                                            >you cringe

                                            >such brash, casual language about your princess

                                            >Celestia's smile couldn't be wider, however

                                            >"And I myself have not been close to one of my sister's subjects for quite some time. What do you call yourself?"

                                            >"Jarboe," Jarboe answers curtly.

                                            >fuck bitch

                                            >have some respect

                                            >"Well, Jarboe, I would be happy to take you into my, shall we say, sunny rays for a little while."

                                            >"The sun hurts my eyes," Jarboe states plainly

                                            >Oh shit zigger

                                            >what are you doing

                                            >"Oh, well that's all very and good, because I was speaking about performing cunnilingus upon you."

                                            >Jarboe chuckles

                                            >Steel and you share a nervous laugh

                                            >"And where would you like to go, Anonymous?"

                                            "Well, Steel did want me to have my way with him, so I would like to be put behind him, p-please..."

                                            >she sets you down behind Steel, your back laying on his, your back legs curled up on the end of the table

                                            >she sets Jarboe on her chest, the threstrals legs spread and facing open at the Princess's muzzle

                                            >Jarboe's head is lying under Steel's, her mane tickling his chest

                                            >a thought occurs to you

                                            >if Steel's dick is still in the princess

                                            >you're fucking her by proxy

                                            >you've got to bash his butt

                                            >that kinky bastard will probably drain ever drop from his ball from the combo of your ass-mastery and Celestia's Sunspot

                                            >you grind gently against his back

                                            >gotta get some stimulation in order to get Anon Jr out of hibernation

                                            >his fur is soft

                                            >ticklish, even

                                            >but his muscles

                                            >shit

                                            >Jarboe may be toned

                                            >but Steel

                                            >this fuck is RIPPED

                                            >as he quivers and gently moves, you can feel the flexing of his muscles

                                            >much more than Jarboe's

                                            >don't mistake yourself, Jarboe's amazing

                                            >but there is something about this muscles that make you feel...

                                            >primal

                                            >lube?

                                            >lube is for stallions who haven't proven their nit and grit in the royal guard

                                            >you lower your head down next to Steel's

                                            >your mouth right by his ear

                                            >you breathe heavily into it

                                            >and it twitches, as if trying to bat away your muzzle

                                            >and you whisper

                                            "Bite Jarboe's neck, I'm goin' in dry."

                                            >Anon Jr has slithered from his cave, and is hardening between Steel's fabulous flanks

                                            >you lift your hips back as far as you can get them

                                            >your member slides up and slaps against your belly

                                            >it bobs back down again

                                            >Steel's ready

                                            >you're ready

                                            >you thrust forward

                                            >getting him right in the anus

                                            >landing right on his pacific rim

                                            >he lets out a loud noise that lies somewhere between a throaty moan and a girlish gasp

                                            >it's warm

                                            >much different from Jarboe, at least in terms of temperature

                                            >and texture, too

                                            >it's almost... rougher

                                            >there's more muscle power in the grip, though

                                            >much more

                                            >Princess Celestia places her hooves on Jarboe's legs

                                            >spreading them open just a little more

                                            >leaning forward, she sticks her tongue out

                                            >while you're prodding Steel's ponut, she's licking Jarboe's sweet bat pussy

                                            >you can here Jarboe's moans start up

                                            >getting louder and louder

                                            >it only now occurs to you just how noisy Jarboe is during sex

                                            >that's

                                            >that's kinda hot

                                            >you thrust forward gently into Steel

                                            >gripping his sides

                                            "S-So, Jarboe... how's the Princess's tongue work?"

                                            >"F-Fucking..." she gasps. "This is great..."

                                            >Celestia moves her head up, licking her lip

                                            >"Well, I've had a lot of practice; I've had the time to try out /many/ things..."

                                            >she moves back in on Jarboe

                                            >small suckling noises reaching your ears as she goes to town

                                            >you'e diamonds now

                                            >pulling off again, a strand of saliva and Jarboe juice runs onto Celestia's chin, and extends down between Jarboe's legs

                                            >"Ah... refreshing. Quite the taste you've got here, Jarboe. Reminds me of Luna's...

                                            >upon hearing this, you thrust forward in surprise

                                            >Steel lets out a throaty moan as you press forward into him, hammering his prostate

                                            "What?"

                                            >you and Jarboe say this simultaneously

                                            >Celestia smiles devilishly, and chuckles

                                            >"Well, you can't honestly expect me to have gone for so long without experimenting with her more than once."

                                            "So wait... you've done this MORE than once?"

                                            >"Oh yes," Celestia says, a strange glint in her eyes. "In fact, far more than once! Before she was banished, we have quite the secret relationship."

                                            >you

                                            >you don't know how to feel about this

                                            >Is incest your fetish, Anon?

                                            >it... might actually be

                                            >jeez, you slip down the spiral more and more every day

                                            >"Yes, yes... why, more than once Equestrian royal family member was begat from our relationship."

                                            "WHAT?"

                                            >"Well, where do you think Cadance and Blueblood came from?"

                                            "But you're both mares!"

                                            >Celestia laughs

                                            >"Oh, Anonymous. you've got to open your mind to the possibilities!"

                                            >...

                                            "WHAT possibilities?"

                                            >"Yeah, I'm a bit confused here too," Jarboe chimes in.

                                            >Celestia smirks

                                            >"I think a visit to my sister to get... shall we say, first hoof experience would be a benefit to you. I'll remind her to seek you two out sometime."

                                            >oh damn

                                            >your boner is harder than it's ever been

                                            >you've got a terrified erection from the prospect of meeting Princess Luna

                                            >she's like

                                            >fucking terrifying

                                            >you grew up just thinking she was a myth

                                            >a legend

                                            >it's pretty freaky

                                            >you've got a terrorection

                                            >but

                                            >it'd be best just to hide it

                                            >you grind slowly against Steel's inner plumbing

                                            >trying not to have an anxiety attack from the sheer overwhelming feeling over everything collapsing onto you

                                            >you shake your head quickly

                                            >you gotta snap out of this shit

                                            >remember where you are

                                            >you're fucking your best friend's asshole while the Princess you have a near-oedipal love for eats out your possible batpone gf

                                            >you're supposed to be in heavy right now, not thinking about futadongs and incest

                                            >that stuff can come later

                                            >you've got to get back into it

                                            >you need to assess if you're doing a good job

                                            >if Steel's lookin' pleased

                                            >if he's having a good time

                                            >you lean your head over Steel's shoulder some more

                                            >getting a good look at his face

                                            >it's heavily blushed

                                            >his mouth is agape

                                            >and he's panting

                                            >eyes half-lidded

                                            >unless he's got malaria, he certainly LOOKS like he's having a good time

                                            >he notices that your face has gotten a lot closer to his, and he turns to look at you

                                            >giving you a half-smile through his panting, strained features

                                            >he leans forward quickly, and kisses you sloppily on the side of your mouth

                                            >half of his mouth gets your own

                                            >the other half is sort of sucking on your cheek

                                            >he pulls off, quickly

                                            >blushing ever harder

                                            >and mumbles something

                                            "What?"

                                            >"G-Go harder, Anon, please..."

                                            >you slowly start to thrust once more

                                            "Oh, you like it, do yah?"

                                            >Steel nods weakly

                                            >you thrust fast, pulling out and thrusting back in with vigor

                                            "You want it rough?"

                                            >another nod

                                            >well

                                            >he asked for it

                                            >you lift your hips, and slam back in

                                            >your cockhead slamming into his prostate, a loud gasp coming from his mouth

                                            >as you pound his pony pooter, his gasps melt into Jarboe's moans

                                            >and the slapping of your balls against Steel's flanks falls in sync with the sound of Celestia's tongue lapping against Jarboe's slit

                                            >it's a symphony

                                            >of sex

                                            >it's a sexmphony

                                            >ah, the sweet sound of music

                                            >you slap Steel on the flank to get a bit of bass in there

                                            >a bit higher than you expected

                                            >but still adds a nice ring

                                            >you look over his head at Jarboe's

                                            >her eyes are rolled up partially into her head

                                            >and she's blushing harder than she's ever blushed in the time you've known her

                                            >you could almost swear that heat is radiating off of her...

                                            >wait

                                            >why's her

                                            >you see the wrappings of her blindfold laying on her chest

                                            >shit

                                            >she must really be in heaven if she doesn't even notice the sun burning her eyes

                                            >or maybe Celestia made it less intense

                                            >you don't know

                                            >all you know is that you've got a cave to explore

                                            >and

                                            >oh yeah

                                            >you better believe it

                                            >you are exploring DEEP

                                            >you plunge forward

                                            >your hips slapping against your friend's

                                            >you feel yourself hit a fleshy wall

                                            >you pull back

                                            >and smash against it

                                            >"Gah!"

                                            >Steel lets out a noise that lies somewhere between a moan and a grunt

                                            >as for you

                                            >you're going strong

                                            >and hard

                                            >but every giant's gotta crash...

                                            >you slam deeper

                                            >and you're coasting towards the end

                                            >you grip Steel tightly, and lean close

                                            >right next to his ear

                                            >breathing heavily

                                            "G-gonna cum..."

                                            >you feel him tense up

                                            >clenching against your dick

                                            >oh shit, that's the good stuff

                                            >"P-Please, Anon... give it to me..."

                                            >you smile, your hips thrusting faster and faster

                                            >this is kind of uncomfortable at this pace

                                            >what with the legs and all

                                            >but

                                            >you can overlook that

                                            >cus you finna bust a nut

                                            >and you're gonna have some good, clean, gay fun

                                            "Oh? Y-You want it, huh?"

                                            >Steel nods, bumping your chin slightly

                                            >your hips grind against his

                                            >his nice, well toned hips

                                            "Beg for it..."

                                            >"I-I need it! I need your cum in my ass!"

                                            >you only now realize, as Celestia's legs raise around you two, that he was fucking her with each thrust down into himself

                                            >you were fucking Celestia by proxy the whole time

                                            >fucking neat!

                                            >if you can still go after this

                                            >you're diving into that solar ray

                                            "Y-You do a lot of squats, Steel?"

                                            >"What?"

                                            "Well, your ass is just so finely toned..."

                                            >he giggles weakly, punctuated by a moan

                                            >"W-Well, I do a little... extra in the morning routine."

                                            >you can't hold out for much longer

                                            >you're gonna blow

                                            >and by the sounds of Steel's moans

                                            >he's gonna blow as well

                                            >you feel your horn starting to tingle slightly as your orgasm crashes towards you

                                            >you see that Steel's horn is acting all wonky as well

                                            >is it... glowing?

                                            >the fuck?

                                            >out of the corner of your eye, Celestia's horn is glowing as well

                                            >her wings are jutting out

                                            >as are Jarboe's

                                            >oh shit

                                            >you think you know what's going down

                                            >b-but

                                            >that's only lergund!

                                            >the fabled orgasmicascade

                                            >oh sheeeet dawg

                                            >the pressure is too great

                                            >you're gonna blow

                                            >the dam's bursting, right after it's been repaired

                                            >"A-Anon, I'm c-cah..."

                                            >you grunt, and thrust forward one last time

                                            >splattering the insides of Steel with a few thick ropes of your prime pony propagation paste

                                            >you hear Celestia moan out

                                            >that sexy, throaty moan

                                            >and you hear little sloshing sounds coming from underneath you

                                            >Steel must be going off

                                            >you feel your legs get slightly sprayed with something damp

                                            >and there goes Celestia

                                            >you try and focus your vision on Jarboe and Celestia, but you're going fuzzy

                                            >there's the feeling of electricity in the air, and your horn is vibrating

                                            >it's like a second orgasm up there

                                            >but you can make out Celestia's face getting splashed by Jarboe's chilled pussy juice

                                            >fuck

                                            >you feel like you're going to explode with orgasmic pleasure

                                            >you collapse on top of Steel, breathing heavily

                                            >you're gonna leave yourself in until you soften

                                            >make sure that cum gets nice up in there

                                            >you lick the side of his burning face, and he giggles softly

                                            >you can hear the panting and moaning of Jarobe and Celestia off over to the side

                                            "Th-That was... SO hot..."

                                            >"Mmmnh, you're telling me..."

                                            >you hear hoofbeats coming in from doorway as the three of you lay in your pile of afterglow

                                            >"Sister! We heard you cries and came as soon as we—BY THE STARS WHAT THE FU—"

                                            >you turn your head lazily to look at Luna, who is standing, flabbergasted, watching the four of you on the table

                                            >Oooh shit

                                            >you decide to lie there in your bliss

                                            >fuck it, let Celestia do the talking

                                            >Luna's face is slowly turning purple

                                            >which you assume is her blushing

                                            >"Sister! What is this? Are you consorting with... your guards? AND ONE OF MY OWN?"

                                            >Princess Celestia chuckles

                                            >"Oh, Luna, my dear, don't be so uptight; these guards are dear companions of mine."

                                            >"That threstral is no companion of yours! And look, she doe not even have proper eye protection! Are you toying with me, sister?"

                                            >well

                                            >time to make it up to Jarboe

                                            >you owe her

                                            >first, you spark your horn (with a little difficulty), and tie the bandages around her eyes

                                            >hopefully they haven't been too badly damaged

                                            >secondly, you turn your head to face Luna

                                            >you feel primal fear as she looks at you

                                            >oh fuck

                                            >you have a feeling your balls are going to end up in your mouth

                                            >and that ain't no figure of speech

                                            >but you'll accept this

                                            >you'll do it for Jarboe

                                            >"Look, Princess Luna... I-I dragged Jarboe into this. It's her fault she's with us."

                                            >Princess Luna gives you a stone cold glance

                                            >just before she speaks, the door creaks open

                                            >fuck, how many ponies are going to USE this room today?

                                            >but holy shit

                                            >it's none other than Shield fucking Breaker

                                            >you smile

                                            >today might just be the best day ever

                                            >you give Shield breaker a shit eating grin

                                            >he scowls at you

                                            >and then looks at two of the occupants in the room

                                            >he drops to his knees in a kneel

                                            >your grin evolves into a smirk

                                            "Hello, Shield Breaker."

                                            >"A-Anon."

                                            >he stays in his kneel

                                            >"M-My apologies, Princesses, for not bowing right away

                                            >Celestia chuckles softly while Luna gives Shield an aloof glance

                                            >you slowly slide out of Steel

                                            >you're thinking that maybe you should get leaving now

                                            >after all

                                            >Luna will probably want some alone time with Celestia

                                            >and Steel, too, considering the investigation

                                            "W-We'll just be going. Come on, Steel, Jarboe, let's high tail it..."

                                            >"You will not move."

                                            >Luna's voice is ice cold

                                            >and it's frozen you in place

                                            >fuck, how does she do that?

                                            >freaky sorceress moon shit no doubt

                                            >"We have a great many things to address, and we would like everypony present."

                                            >shit

                                            >with you, all sweaty

                                            >Jarboe, looking like she's going to pass out

                                            >Shield ready to piss himself

                                            >and Steel dripping with cum

                                            >this can only end well

                                            >well, for one of you guys, anyway...

                                            >you drop into a kneel, much like Shield's

                                            "Please, PLEASE oh sweet merciful Luna, spare us three and don't turn us into frozen ice sculptures for the next Grand Galloping Gala!"

                                            >there's a pause from everypony in the room

                                            >Steel gives you a look

                                            >a look that begs so many questions of you

                                            "I-I read it in a magazine."

                                            >"Subject, we do not do such a thing."

                                            "Y-You don't!"

                                            >you smile a hopeful, nervous smile

                                            >"But you have given us quite the idea..."