Prologue: The Night is for Lovers

"I now pronounce you husband and wife," the priest said, beaming at the newly wedded lovers. "You may kiss the bride."

Carrot was more than happy to oblige. He leaned close to his new wife Cup Cake and shared with her a tender, delicate kiss that made the members of their families erupted in cheers. When Carrot pulled away from Cup, his eyes shimmered with tears as he looked upon her.

"Honey," Cup said, reaching up to wipe the liquid from his eyes, "why are you crying?"

"I just...I've just never been so happy." Cup almost cried herself when she heard this. Remembering the ceremony, they turned to face their families and walked down the aisle together. They passed Carrot's parents, Chocolate and Vanilla, on the left. The ponies looked just like their namesakes. Carrot and Cup waved to them, and they waved back with unbridled ecstasy, Vanilla mouthing the words "I love you."

They saw Pinkie Pie next, who was bouncing up and down, nearly tearing up with bubbly happiness. She looked strange but endearing in a mint green dress, which Rarity had insisted was Pinkie's choice alone. Pinkie rushed forward to catch them and immediately enveloped them in a group hug. Carrot and Cup smiled and returned the hug. Pinkie backed away and allowed them to keep walking.

Then they passed Cup's parents on the right. The Tarts were both sharply defined, looking impeccable in their tuxedo and dress, respectively. Cup's father, Blueberry, had a monocle on his right eye and his coat was of a rich navy blue. His crisply cut black mane was obscured by his top hat. His demeanor screamed judgment, disdain. Cup's mother, Strawberry, was the picture of elegance wearing a black dress that complemented her red coat to perfection. She was at least smiling, but her's was more of a bemused smirk. It looked very condescending.

Carrot had always suspected there was something about him that Cup's parents inherently disapproved of. Maybe it was that his family was much poorer than her's was. When the Cakes had made it clear that they could only afford a quaint ceremony, the Tarts had insisted on funding a more elaborate celebration. But even though they had agreed to this, they hinted to Carrot that his family should have been able to provide the wedding of their daughter's dreams. Surely they wanted their daughter to marry somepony of class, not some peddler like me, he often thought.

The thing was, they had never treated Carrot badly or shown any overt sign of disapproval. They'd been nothing but polite the day Cup had brought him to meet them. They had asked the usual questions, "What do you intend to do for our daughter?" and "How much do you love her?" being the ones he most readily recalled, as it was in those moments that he realized his passion for Cup. His answers had been met with polite smiles, but nothing more. It's not that they're not kind to me. It's just...they've never been excited about me either.

He had little time to think about that now, though. Carrot and Cup climbed into the carriage that would take them to the reception, which had been arranged under a large tent on one of the hills on the outskirts of Ponyville. They had chosen the side of the hill facing west so they could watch the beautiful summer sunset, with its luscious tones like a kindled fire burning in the sky.

Carrot was sitting opposite from his wife. She looked so beautiful in her white dress, the soft color glowing in the light of the setting sun. Rarity did one hell of a job, Carrot thought.

"You look beautiful, honey," Carrot said. Cup gave him a warm smile.

"Thank you. You look very handsome yourself."

"Thanks. I can't believe how stunning that dress looks on you."

"Well, you can thank Rarity for that," Cup said with a laugh. "Without her, I would have looked hideous. You remember my parents insisted on taking me dress shopping in Canterlot?"

"Yeah, they had a fit when they found out you had gone to Rarity behind their back instead."

"Yes, they did," Cup said, her smile fading. Seeing this, Carrot leaned in and gave her a strong kiss on the lips. Once they parted, Cup gazed at him with a warm smile.

That's more like it, Carrot thought. They spent the remainder of the short trip gazing into each other's eyes passionately, blushing as if they had just met.

When everypony had arrived at the reception, the chefs served the dinner that they had been cooking all day. There were all sorts of vegetable delicacies, with salads ranging from the exquisite, for Cup's parents, to the wild, which had been reserved for Pinkie Pie and also for Carrot's kooky uncle Coffee and his family. Carrot and Cup were sitting at the head table with each of their parents. For a while, the six ponies were absorbed in enjoying their food, as it had been a while since they had last eaten. Once most of the food had been consumed, Carrot's parents started to talk.

"Son, your mother and I are proud of you," Chocolate said.

"Very proud," Vanilla said with only a trace of her family's southern accent left in her voice. "We're so excited that you two finally got married. What's it been, a year since you proposed to her?"

"Yes, it has been," Carrot said, his smile faltering. Cup turned to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. Carrot smiled and returned it quickly. He watched her parents carefully for a sign of annoyance, but they were merely stoic. Blueberry Tart took a sip from his glass of champagne and then set it back down on the table.

The six ponies sat in silence for a while after that. The discomfort was assuaged slightly by the murmuring of the crowd. Carrot focused on the conversation from the nearest table, where his uncle Coffee was telling a filthy joke to his aunt Lemon Meringue. Dinner had only just been finished, and there were already three empty glasses in front of each of them. Carrot sighed and returned to looking at Cup's parents. They smiled politely and looked away. Why won't they say anything? Carrot asked himself.

Suddenly there was the tinkling sound of silverware on glass. Carrot sighed in relief as the noise died down. He turned to one of the tables in the back, which had been reserved for Pinkie and her four closest friends. Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, and Rainbow Dash all watched Pinkie, who was using her fork to tap the glass. She started to make a little musical beat to it, and she lost herself in it until the crowd became completely silent. Realizing that she was now the center of attention, Pinkie quickly set the fork and glass on the table.

Carrot glanced down and noticed there were only two empty glasses in front of her, but he knew Pinkie to be a bit of a lightweight. This should be interesting.

It was a wonder that Pinkie even had the chance to make the speech at all. That had been another victory for the young couple. Blueberry had insisted that since he was the one giving the bride away, he should be the one to make the speech. But Cup and her father had not gotten along in years, and as soon as Carrot suggested they get their long-time employee and friend Pinkie Pie to make the speech instead, Cup had jumped at the opportunity.

When Pinkie Pie was handed a microphone, she cleared her throat. The sound echoed across the tent. Upon hearing the echo, she started giggling, again unaware of the silent crowd around her.

"Sorry," she said, "it's just that noise sounded so funny when the mic picked it up." She cleared her throat again, louder this time, and the sound echoed even louder. Applejack rose from her seat and whispered into Pinkie's ear, and Pinkie blushed and nodded.

"Applejack says I should just get on with the speech," she said. Applejack hung her head in disbelief, but Pinkie ignored it. "Anyway, it's super fantastic that Carrot and Cup Cake have married each other today! When I first came to the shop looking for a job, they not only hired me right away, but they gave me a place to live, too! I mean, talk about being nice! It's been crazy fun working for them for...how long has it been? Four years, I think! Wow, that's a long time." Pinkie cleared her throat again, but only after pointing the microphone away from her mouth. "Well, from the first day I was on the job, my Pinkie Senses were tingling whenever Carrot and Cup were near each other. Every time they saw each other, they became a little bit happier. I mean, they totally cheered each other up. Cup was the owner of the store, and Carrot was just a baker, but even before she made him co-owner they were already working like a team.

"I figured out pretty quickly that they were in love, but they didn't know it for a long time! They were always making excuses about why they spent so much time together. After a while, even I started to think I was wrong, until about a year and a half ago I saw them kissing in her room when I was passing in the hall!"

Oh no... Carrot thought. Carrot glanced at Cup's parents, and they were shaking their heads slightly. Carrot felt a pang of embarrassment. He turned to Cup, and she looked uncomfortable as well, but she was still smiling.

"Oh, wait," Pinkie continued, "maybe I wasn't supposed to tell that story." Carrot sighed with relief. At least she didn't tell all of it. "Anyway, I asked them about it a couple days later, and at first they said they didn't know what I was talking about, and I said that's silly because I could have sworn I heard some smooching. They finally gave in and told me that yes, they were in love. And I thought that was fantastic! I threw them a huge party about a week later, and they told everypony that they were going out, and pretty soon after that she made Carrot co-owner of the store. He proposed to her after that, which made us all really excited. Now to see them married is even better! So I wanted to wish them lots of happiness as they spend the rest of their lives together, and to them I say congratulations! You totally deserve it! Let's hear it for Mr. and Mrs. Cake!" Pinkie cheered and started stomping her hooves on the ground, and the rest of the ponies quickly followed suit. Carrot and Cup looked at each other and smiled deeply. Whatever her parents thought, or anypony else that didn't like seeing them together, they knew they had made the right choice. They were meant for each other.

Everypony gathered in a large field on the outskirts of Ponyville. The ponies stomped their hooves enthusiastically as they threw flower petals in the air. The bridesmaids, which included Pinkie and Rarity, gathered in a group in front of Cup, who was carrying a bouquet of roses. Cup faced away from them and flung the bouquet in the air, and it somehow landed in the hooves of Rarity. Cup turned around and laughed at the flustered look on her face. Rainbow Dash flew over and gave Rarity a light punch on the leg. She followed up with a saucy wink that made Rarity's cheeks glow red.

Right on schedule, they saw a large white carriage being pulled by austere pegasi from Saddle Arabia. Cup's parents had initially suggested the idea, but Carrot and Cup had thought it outlandish. The next day, Cup had run into Rarity at the market. Rarity, of course, had wanted to know everything about the wedding plans, and Cup had indulged her by letting her in on some of the details.

"And just yesterday," Cup said, "my parents suggested they rent out a flying carriage to take us to Canterlot for our honeymoon." Rarity's jaw dropped, and she looked as though she were about to faint.

"Darling!" she shouted, startling Cup and a few of the other ponies around her. "That is absolutely...I mean, I could never afford...it's the most spectacular idea I've ever heard!"

"Really? Carrot and I thought it was a bit too much."

"'A bit too much?' Darling, this is your wedding day. Nothing is too extravagant, so long as you have the bits for it." Cup bit her lip and averted her gaze.

"Well, my parents did offer to pay for everything..." Rarity's face lit up.

"Marvelous! I see that they, too, want to make this the most magnificent day of your life. Whatever they offer you, dear, take it. I promise you won't regret it." Cup gave her a nervous smile.

"Whatever you say, Rarity."

When Cup had fallen asleep that night, she had dreamt about her and Carrot flying through the sky. The feeling was so uplifting, so freeing, that when she had woken up the next morning she had been convinced.

"Honey, I want the flying carriage," Cup stated, as if this were an indisputable fact.

"You do?" Carrot saw the piercing look in her eyes, daring him to defy her. "That's fine, then. We'll do it."

"Oh, I love you so much!" Cup embraced her husband and planted multiple pecks on his cheek. Carrot smiled, knowing that he had made his wife happy, and knowing that made him feel good.

Now, seeing the carriage in person, Carrot was glad he had gone along with it.

When it touched down, everypony could see the large white banner hanging from the back that said "CONGRATULATIONS MR. AND MRS. CAKE" in ornate pink handwriting. Carrot and Cup walked over to the carriage. He opened the door and gracefully gestured for his wife to enter. Cup stepped up the stairs and sat down in the seat near the front. Carrot then climbed up to the carriage himself and shut the door. Looking out the window, the newlyweds waved goodbye to their friends and family, who stomped their hooves enthusiastically. Pinkie bounded from the back of the crowd until she was right next to the carriage. She waved emphatically with both of her front hooves. Her hind legs wobbled and she fell to the ground. Brushing it off like it was nothing, she stood up and waved with just her left hoof. Carrot gave the pegasi the word to take off, and they galloped along the field, picking up speed until they leapt and spread their wings. Soon the lovers could feel the wind whip at their manes as the carriage climbed higher and higher. They looked down and waved at the crowd of ponies below until they could no longer make them out on the surface.

As the carriage rose steadily, Carrot and Cup looked down at the vast expanse of Equestria. There was the Everfree Forest, looking like a mere grove of trees as they rose. In the distance they swore they could see the lights of Trottingham blinking across the horizon. The newlyweds ought to have felt cold with the wind whipping at them through the window, but the carriage had been bathed in magic to keep the interior warm. Despite the comfort, Carrot was feeling a bit queasy at the immense height. He shouted to the pegasus up front.

"How high are we going?" he yelled.

"You'll see," the pegasus said with a wink. Carrot leaned back and knew it was out of his hooves. He trusted the pegasi to do their jobs, but he had been afraid of heights all his life.

Suddenly, the carriage was engulfed in a cloud, so that all Carrot and Cup could see were the puffy expanse. Not too long after, though, they breached the top of the cloud, and what they saw filled them with wonder.

They were flying in a sea of clouds towering above them like mountains. The newlyweds thought they could make out shapes in the clouds, and for a while they busied themselves by pointing out what they saw. But then Cup looked up above them and immediately gestured for Carrot to do the same. The starry night shone above them in a clear sky, magnifying its luster. But nothing could compare to the full moon that radiated a pale but luminous glow upon them. Bathed in the moonlight, Carrot and Cup looked at each other and kissed passionately, holding each other close and losing themselves to the night sky.

The kiss finally broke away, and they stared into each other's eyes dreamily.

"This has just been so wonderful," Cup said, swooning.

"Yes, it has," Carrot replied. He kissed Cup on the forehead.

The two returned their gaze to the night sky, and once they had gotten used to its splendor, their minds began to wander. Carrot reminisced about the times he and Cup spent frolicking in the hills or watching the stars at night. Cup, however, recalled a conversation she'd had with Rarity about her dress.

"What should I do with the trim?" Cup asked her. "My parents want a long train, but I don't want it to drag on the ground."

"Oh, about that..." Rarity said with a smile. "You'll want the hem to be short. Trust me, darling." She accented this with a saucy wink. Cup looked at her confused.

"How come?" she asked. Rarity's grin grew wider.

"Well, I've made many a bridal gown for weddings here in Ponyville. A few uninhibited ponies have provided me feedback about how useful the short hems are that first night, so believe me when I tell you that...well, let's just say you might not make it out of your dress." Cup felt her cheeks grow hot at the implication. Rarity let out a hearty chuckle.

"So, I take it you'll want a short trim?" she asked. Cup thought about it, and now that her shock had subsided, the idea excited her so much that her answer was obvious.

"Definitely," she said.

"Do you know what I'm going to do with you when we check in at the hotel?" Cup gave Carrot her most lascivious gaze. Carrot laughed heartily, and Cup blushed but also smiled.

"What is that, honey?"

"All sorts of naughty things..." Cup lifted her head up to meet his and locked him into a passionate kiss, letting her tongue probe the depths of his mouth. She pulled away and gazed upon him lovingly.

"I've been waiting for tonight for a long time..." Cup said, "and I just wanted to tell you that I'm ready." Her face carried a calm demeanor as she said this.

"You are?"

"Definitely." Something about Cup's demeanor spooked Carrot, and he turned away and frowned.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"I...well, I guess I'm a little nervous," Carrot admitted.

"A little nervous?" Cup asked, stroking Carrot's face with her hoof. "What for? Isn't this what you've been waiting for?"

"Of course it is, you know that," Carrot said with a sigh. "It's just...I'm scared I'll..." Cup gazed into his eyes.

"It's all right. You can say it."

"I don't want to disappoint you." Cup took Carrot's face in both her hooves and looked at him like a mother would her son.

"Honey, you're not going to disappoint me. This is everything I've been waiting for, dreaming of. It's going to be amazing."

"That's just it," Carrot said, cutting her off.

"What do you mean?"

"You have these high expectations, and I'm afraid I'll never be able to live up to them." Carrot turned his head away in shame.

"Honey," Cup Cake said, "if you're worried about performance, I've already seen how big you are, so I know that won't be an issue. And you don't have to worry about giving me an orgasm," Carrot winced at the word, "because that's not the only thing I want out of this. This...this is going to be special. I can feel it." Cup Cake planted a delicate kiss on his cheek, and then followed it up with multiple kisses all over his face. She spoke again.

"You would never believe how badly I want you, how I've always wanted you, even when I first met you. And yes, I understand that you're nervous, but if you freak out too much it's going to make things a lot harder. Just...just try to relax, and know that this night will be everything we've imagined and more." Cup locked lips with Carrot again. At first he was unresponsive, but he allowed himself to relax for a moment and returned the kiss with some passion.

"Don't worry," Cup told him as their lips parted, "I'll make sure you forget about all your troubles."

"Thank you," Carrot said, giving her a real smile once again.

They had paid for the room, unlocked the door with the key card, and stowed away their luggage under the bed. Now Carrot was outside on the balcony overlooking the expanse of Canterlot. The city, being situated on the side of a mountain, could be seen in all its splendor at the top half, near the castle. Carrot began to count the roofs of all the houses he could see, before he reminded himself to count instead the stars in the night sky. He looked at the moon, and thought he could make out the shape of a pony's face on the right side of it, but that couldn't be right. That was just a story Chocolate had told him when he was little. Cup walked slowly up to him and joined him on the balcony. She kissed him on the cheek and gazed up at the moon as well.

"They say the princess of the night lays dormant on the moon," she said, "waiting for her release from her thousand year imprisonment."

"That's an old pony's tale," Carrot said, but he couldn't help but gaze into the night princess's eye.

"You know," Cup said, "my parents told me not to feel sorry for her, because she had tried to bathe Equestria in everlasting night. But I always had sympathy for her. Can you imagine how lonely it must have been to make something so beautiful and see it totally ignored? And then Princess Celestia imprisoned her, and that must have been lonelier still.

"But what I think the night princess didn't understand is that while the ponies would stay indoors at night, that didn't mean they did not see its beauty. What do you think happens at night, honey, that could make it so magical?" Carrot continued to stare at the face etched in the moon as he pondered this question.

"All I can think of is sleep," he said, "sleep and dreams."

"Oh, but there's so much more to it than dreams," Cup said, nuzzling her husband. "This is the time for romance. Once the sun goes down, passions come in bloom like spring flowers. You see, the day might be for friends, but the night is for lovers..." Carrot felt a thrill in his stomach on top of his unsettled nerves, but this was excitement in his bones. He turned to Cup and smirked.

"Since when did you become such a romantic?" he asked.

"I might be all business at the store, but when it comes to love, I've always had my head in the clouds." Cup prodded Carrot with her hoof. "Don't tell me you're not the same way."

"Oh, I know I'm a dreamer at heart," Carrot said, taking her hoof in his and smiling. "I knew that the moment I laid my eyes on you. But I always thought, 'she's my boss, it will never work out.' Then I finally got the courage to ask you out and you said yes. I felt like the luckiest pony in the world that night." Carrot relaxed when he thought of the memory.

"So did I," Cup said. "And I still feel that way now." Carrot looked at his wife and leaned in for a kiss. She gladly returned it, and the delicate touches of their lips quickly became bold and passionate as the lovers made their way back into the room. Carrot stopped briefly to shut the curtains, and the two made out sloppily in the dark, unable to see what they were doing. They locked their lips for long periods of time, stopping only briefly to catch a quick breath. Carrot soon felt raw heat overcome his trepidation, and he tried to undo the dress to pull it off of her.

"Forget the dress," Cup said in between kisses. "Just leave it."

"But we'll ruin it," Carrot said. Cup gripped his head in her hooves and stared at him so hotly that he blushed. The words of Rarity echoed in her head.

"Just lift the hem, dear. Nothing to it."

"The dress stays on."Cup said. Carrot quailed under her words.

"O-okay," Carrot said. He continued to kiss her and pushed her onto the bed. The two lay on their sides, kissing every inch of each other's face. Carrot nibbled at Cup's neck, and she moaned as he began to bite it. Knowing what he wanted to do next, he moved to the end of the bed.

"Push the hem up," Cup said throatily. He lifted the dress up so the train was up over her waist and saw what awaited him: a luscious, pink opening that was already slick with her juices. Carrot stared at it hungrily, mesmerized. Cup noticed this and let out a groan of frustration.

"Oh, for the love of Celestia, just do it already!" she cried.

"Sorry," Carrot said. He felt a thrill of energy at the aspect of what he was about to do. He lowered his face down to her waist. He could smell the hot musk emanating from her loins. He kissed her soft folds. This made Cup gasp, but the sensation wasn't enough for her heated body.

"Please..." Cup moaned. "Just lick me..." Carrot heard her advice and was about to do it, but he hesitated.

What is she going to taste like? he thought. Is it gross? He mentally shook himself. Come on, Carrot, stop thinking about it so much! He lowered his head and slowly dragged his tongue across her opening. She tasted oddly sweet. Not what I expected, he thought. Carrot decided not to question it. His tongue slid across her again, but this time it probed her and touched her delicate nub. Cup gasped in delight.

"Like that?" he asked.

"Yes, more of that..." Carrot took a few more licks and began to smooch her with quick, fiery pecks. Each touch inflamed Cup more than the last, and she was clutching the sheets with her forehooves.

Carrot wasn't sure where to go next. He decided that the nub had gotten a good reaction so he would try it again. He pushed his tongue inside her folds and lapped at her clit hungrily, like a breastfeeding babe. Cup moaned deeply. He pulled out his tongue, continuing to kiss the fur around the area, until Cup groaned. Knowing that now was the time to give her more, he suddenly buried his mouth into her vagina and nibbled at her clit. She gasped at the touch and started to pant.

"Don't you dare stop!" she cried. Carrot continued to nibble, but he lost control of his teeth and he bit a little too hard. Cup cried in pain. Carrot immediately stopped and lifted his head up, horrified.

"Are you alright?" he asked. Cup gave him an intense stare.

"Keep going." she said. Carrot didn't dare hesitate. He continued to nibble on her clit, more carefully this time. Carrot reached up with his hoof and started to stroke her thigh. Her legs closed instinctively at the touch, but Carrot kept them spread with his hooves.

Cup started to breathe more heavily, a good sign, so he went all out to pleasure her. He held her clit between his teeth and tugged at it ever so gently, which caused her to pant even harder. Carrot worked the nub with his tongue, Cup's fluid shooting into his open mouth. He pulled out and swallowed the excess liquid before diving right back in. When he suckled her clit again, she screamed his name and began thrusting her waist reflexively. She let out bold cries of ecstasy as she lost control of her breathing. Her juices flowed with abandon, so he covered her hole with his mouth to catch them. Cup whinnied and convulsed on the bed. He could swear her screams could be heard in the hall.

But, almost as soon as it had peaked, the fiery passion subsided as she came down from the high. Her breathing returned to normal and her hips stopped thrusting. Carrot returned to her face and she dove in to kiss him furiously, running her tongue through his mouth and tasting her own fluids on his lips.

Cup kissed him like this for a while before she made her way down to Carrot's neck. Cup was quick and fiery, wasting no time lowering herself to Carrot's waist, licking it with her tongue. She took hold of his yellow penis in her hooves. It was already aroused, but she knew that he could grow much longer, so she stroked his penis up and down. Carrot leaned back and relished in his wife's touch. She rubbed him frantically in an effort to get him hard as quickly as possible. Her hooves were magic, raising his penis to full length. Then, Cup began to lick his member from the base to the tip, fondling his testicles with her hooves.

She got ready to take the flare in her mouth, thinking back to the first time she had done this for him. At first she had just wanted to help him clop, but one time of getting blasted in the face had been all it took for Cup to insist she take him in her mouth from then on.

Carrot moaned to encourage her, knowing what was coming. Cup needed no motivation, however; her drive to please him was powerful enough. In a long-practiced move, she enveloped the tip of his cock in her mouth and started sucking. Her tongue lapped over the tip as she fitted more of his penis into her mouth. His precum tasted salty on her tongue, and she made an effort to lick his tip clean, but more always came out to replace it.

She started to hum happily as he got closer and closer. Secretly, she loved the feeling of him blowing his load into her mouth without warning. It was her guilty pleasure.

Carrot began to thrust into her, bucking his hips as if he was trying to push his dick further inside her mouth. He was enjoying the sensation immensely, but this wasn't what he really wanted out of the night. Carrot leaned over and brought Cup's head off of his crotch with his hoof.

"I'm ready," he said.

There was no need for any more words.

Cup nodded and turned herself over on the bed so that her backside was facing Carrot. She flicked her tail invitingly, and, once again, Carrot had to keep himself from just staring at the luscious pink opening. He pushed the hem of her dress up her back so he would have an unfettered opening. He then positioned himself over her backside, his hooves resting on either side of her.

Carrot rubbed his rock-hard cock across her folds gently. Once the tip found her opening, he thrust forward. The first few times he tried this, his dick just slid down her thigh. Sensing the trouble he was having, Cup scooched her hind legs forward and lifted her haunches higher. With a clearer opening, Carrot used his hoof to help guide his penis into her vagina. Once he had finally breached her, he slid into her slick cavern.

Carrot couldn't believe how tight his wife was. About two inches in his flare hit an obstruction. "Cup..."

"I know, just give it one big push. Don't worry."

It was a rough fit, but Cup's fluid made her slipperier and thus easier to penetrate. Her humid walls coated his cock in warmth, already burning a fire in his crotch. He kept pushing in until he bottomed out, which was impressive for a stallion of his size. Cup hissed as he broke through her hymen, visibly trembling. Blood began to pool on the sheets, but Carrot did his best to ignore it. He stopped pushing, panting, letting her adjust to his size.

Cup finally turned her head back to him. Even from the side he could see tears in her eyes and an impression on her bottom lip from where she had been biting it. "I-I'm okay!" She finally gasped out. "Go ahead!"

Carrot then started to thrust, his testicles slapping her ass as he pushed himself into her again and again.

"Oh, dear Celestia..." she said, barely holding her forelegs steady so she wouldn't collapse on the bed. To be taken like this, on this beautiful summer's night, in the most romantic city in Equestria, was more than Cup had ever dreamed of. She could feel her nerves rapidly heating up as Carrot continued to pound into her. He felt so energized that he smacked Cup on the right cheek. She cried out in pain. He stopped thrusting for a second, afraid he had done something wrong. She turned her head and looked at him.

"Keep doing that," she said. Carrot instantly resumed thrusting and spanked her a few more times. Each time he hit her she let out a neigh of delight.

Carrot was normally slow to cum, but being inside her for the first time, he felt his loins begin to tighten again. As he was wont to do, he gave Cup no warning of his incoming ejaculation. He pumped into her faster and harder, groaning as he made his efforts. He could feel sweat beading down his forehead as he worked in the muggy summer air. He leaned over and took Cup's ear into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it. Cup was panting heavily, her insides firing up just as they had done earlier. She hoped for simultaneous release for the both of them.

He could feel her slick juices coat his cock, sliding from the tip to the base and dripping on the bed. The feeling was delicious, almost as if he was swimming in a warm jacuzzi. This made his loins tighten and he started pumping in earnest.

Suddenly, as if the princess of the night herself had commanded it, Cup screamed out in delight, her inner walls clenching along Carrot's member just as his load burst into her. His semen made her even more slick, but Carrot's dick stayed firmly embedded as he emptied himself inside her. His quick, powerful humps became long, drawn-out thrusts as his thick stream poured into his wife's vagina. Cup's body rocked and her legs began to shake. This orgasm was much stronger than the first. She felt as if she were on fire, the warmth surging through her body and consuming all thought. The only thing she could do was scream Carrot's name.

Soon, Carrot could feel his thick semen stop spurting. He knew that his ride was up. His cock receded until he could easily slip out of Cup's vagina. Cup stopped screaming as she, too, came down from the high. Once Carrot had freed himself, he collapsed onto the bed. White fluid drooled down his tip and also out of Cup's hole, staining the sheets and, more importantly, her dress. Cup flipped herself and lay down next to Carrot, giving him a fiery kiss that he gladly returned. They held their lips together for what felt like an eternity, with no need to make any noise at all. Carrot and Cup had never felt more connected, more unified.

When Cup pulled away, Carrot opened his eyes and gazed into her's.

"See?" Cup asked. "You had no reason to worry. You made me cum twice!"

"Really? So that first one was real?"

"Oh, stop it, you," Cup said, flicking him on the nose. Carrot chuckled. He then looked down at the mess he'd made on Cup's dress.

"I didn't mean to stain it," he said. Cup laughed.

"That'll all come out in the dry-cleaning," she said. "Besides, the color matches. White dress, white cum..." Carrot laughed and gave her another kiss, his tongue probing inside her mouth. Cup wrestled it with her own, and it was a moment more before they broke apart again.

"I know it's really cliché to say this," Carrot said, "but that was amazing."

"I know it was, honey," Cup said. "I know it was." The both of them spent, they cuddled close together and shut their eyes, waiting for sleep and the night's pleasant dreams to envelop them.