Celestia Human Worship


                                            >"Anonymous, I... I don't know what to say for giving me this opportunity."

                                            "It's fine, really."

                                            >Celestia bowed before you, looking up to gaze at the erection standing tall between your legs.

                                            >Her mouth watered.

                                            >"Are you sure I can...?"

                                            >You nodded, laughing. You weren't sure why this was such a big deal to her.

                                            >She took a few more moments to just gaze at your member, her breathing growing heaver and heavier.

                                            >"To think... I've been allowed the chance to be in the presence of... Anonymous, why are humans so perfect?"

                                            "Excuse me?"

                                            >"The things you can do to a mare. The way you can pleasure me by even presenting yourself like this. I'm in awe."

                                            >Shuddering, nervous and excited, the princess took your cock into her mouth, immediately warm and wet; her tongue encircled the tip before slowly feeling its way along your shaft.

                                            >"Mmph."

                                            >Her head rocked backwards and forwards, taking your length slowly in and out, applying a sheen of saliva to your dick.

                                            >She pulled away for a moment.

                                            >"You're sure, Anon? I wouldn't want to... damage it."

                                            >She continued to stare at it as if were a priceless artefact.

                                            >"I wouldn't want to sully it with my imperfect mouth. Devalue it with my imperfect spit. Ruin it with my... inadequate pussy."

                                            >The pussy in question slobbered and let a few droplets of her juices patter against the floor. She moaned, feeling that aching desperation, and then got back to swallowing your cock.

                                            >Left eye squinting as she took it further and further down her throat; you could feel the back of her mouth closing and tightening as she slurped and then slowly spat it back out, your head resting on her dampened tongue.

                                            >"Can I... I want to know how it would feel inside me, Anonymous."

                                            >Celestia turned, slowly and humbly, and raised her rump up towards you; presenting her winking, sopping marecunt for your approval or denial.

                                            >"Please..."

                                            >She begged, every ounce of dignity she may have had had been washed away in your presence.

                                            >You simply nodded, though this simple nod felt like it held as much weight as a huge political decision.

                                            >She backed up, her marehood winking and squirting; moistening in preparation and dribbling uncontrollably.

                                            >You felt the warm, comfortable tightness of her pussy around your cock as it slid in effortlessly, a wet, hot, yielding texture that shrouded it from every side.

                                            >Celestia let out a cry of intense pleasure as she allowed your member to probe her deeper.

                                            >Her walls contracted and squirmed around you, pulling you in.

                                            >She erupted with a raspy, feminine grunt, taken over by pleasure, she slammed her hips back into yours harder and faster.

                                            >"D-Don't worry, Anonymous, you don't have to empty your seed into my... ugh... worthless womb. It's far too precious."

                                            >She continued to lift herself on and off of your cock - she wouldn't want you to have to exert any effort.

                                            >"May I... taste... your seed, Anonymous? I've dreamt about how human ejaculate might taste."

                                            >Once again you just nodded, and she took this cue to pull herself off you with a wet pop, and turn back around, leaning in to lick up and down your shaft, now coated in a film of her spit and cum.

                                            >Her tongue worked along its length, pressing into the softer underside as she quivered and moaned.

                                            >"Please... I want to taste your ambrosia, master. God."

                                            >Her lips pressed against the tip with a gentle, loving gesture that showed her desperation.

                                            >You were closer and closer to climax, and every little lick or kiss that she planted over your dick brought you nearer, until...

                                            >She was taken by surprise as the shower of thick, plentiful semen splattered over her face.

                                            >She quickly positioned her open mouth so you sprayed some onto her tongue, her face painted glistening white.

                                            >"Y-Yes!!"

                                            >With a trembling moan she came herself, an audible splatter onto the floor, and sunk onto her back.