Savor the afterglow

There was almost nothing left recognizable about Cadance. Face a mess, hair a mess, body slick with sweat and exertion, Trixie, momentarily satisfied, gave her fuckdoll a moment to catch herself before slowly starting to work her deflating shaft out of that abused pussy. Cadance was still moaning softly in pleasure, eyes closed, slowly coming down from her afterglow, clinging onto the sofa for support, the consequences completely forgotten. “Don’t worry, princess. I’m sure your husband won’t notice all those bruises, right~? Finish the job - my cock still needs cleaning.”

With a broken purr of pleasure, Cadance pushed herself up and almost curled herself up on Trixie’s legs, eyes barely open as she started to lick Trixie clean, savoring the taste as her tongue polished that perfect fuckpillar. Almost cat-like, the princess worked her tongue slowly up and down the shaft, taking her time, still relishing her climax, working her tongue up and down every veiny inch. Nothing really needed to be said - all the intensity of the unplanned encounter had been washed out of the pair with their violent, screaming orgasms. Somehow, nobody had come to check on them, though certainly the noises of their impromptu fucking had spilled out through the closed door.

Making sure to lavish some attention on those balls, Cadance shifted just a little bit on top of Trixie, sliding to her knees, tenderly pushing that fat cock around with both hands so her tongue could thoroughly work over it, needing both hands to make sure she had access to every drop of cum that she could find. Cadance could feel Trixie’s eyes on her, radiating ownership and satisfaction, watching patiently until the very last drop of cum had been licked off and swallowed down a grateful throat that was aching from all the squealing she’d been doing on top of Trixie’s dick.

“You’re cute like that, princess. I enjoy you being mine.” Roughly wrapping her hand into Cadance’s hair, Trixie yanked Caddy forward, the princess’ eyes flying wide open as their bodies came together, the princess sliding up on top of Trixie, four fat breasts and two curvy bodies pressing together as their lips met, coming together in a deep, passionate kiss. Cadance’s eyes slid closed as they did, relishing the strength of Trixie’s grip. Her husband was the last thing on her mind as they kissed, panting softly, feeling each others’ heartbeats as Caddy laid on top of the blue magician.

Shining wasn’t the last thing on Trixie’s mind. A magician always had more tricks, after all. As their bodies continued to press to each other, their tongues teasing each other, Trixie’s left hand slowly entwined itself with Caddy’s fingers, slipping that priceless gold wedding ring off the slutprincess’ fingers and sliding it into her own back pocket, feeling it press against her skin contentedly. There was no way that wouldn’t be useful sometime in the future, she thought to herself, putting just a little more **** into her lips that were still meeting Cadance’s.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Trixie slowly released her grasp on Caddy’s mane, letting the other pony sit up on her lap. There were still hearts in the princess’ eyes, her body unable to fully process the satisfaction of the climax she’d just had. She’d felt the movement against her fingers, but she couldn’t bring herself to look at her hand right away. “Trixie…” Cadance’s voice was starting to return to normal, and the magician quirked an eyebrow at the princess before Caddy finally snuck a glance down at her fingers, realizing that her wedding band had vanished.

“Ah...no, nevermind.” She blushed, humiliated, as she realized that she didn’t have the strength to ask for her ring back. After all, it just...didn’t mean that much to her, she supposed. Maybe if her husband was someone else and their marriage was something else, it would have mattered, but right now it didn’t feel as if Trixie had taken anything all that valuable. Sliding back down Trixie just a little bit, Cadance planted a tender kiss on that fat blue, semi-erect shaft, before finally pushing herself off the sofa, feeling the exhaustion soaking into her body as half-dried cum spilled down her leg, her head looking around for wherever her clothes ended up. She couldn’t spend the whole day here, even if that sounded a little tempting.

“You look good like that, princess. Something tells me that I’ll be seeing you again soon, though…” Cadance bit down on her lip at that teasing crack from the reclining Trixie, watching the princess struggle to clean herself up and look vaguely presentable before she headed out. It wasn’t exactly possible given how thoroughly Trixie had fucked her up, but on the other hand it probably wasn’t going to be the first time that the princess found herself walking down a main street of Canterlot looking and reeking of hot, intense fucking.