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>You're hammering into a pregnant Celestia's white backside with everything you got; the pleased groans of an immortal princess egging you on.
>You give it your all, feeling yourself get closer and closer as you watch your cock disappear into her flesh over and over.
>And then you feel it. Crossing that line at last.
>She asked you, before this romp began, to tell her when you hit that point, so you do.
"P...Princess! I'm there-"
>You're not sure why she wanted to know that; she's already carrying your offspring, what's it matter?
>"Good." she says, warmly, contentedly.
>And then her horns lights up.
>And you feel a pressure, just barely painful around where your balls meet your body, and another one, even tighter, around the head of your cock.
"Wh- what are you-?"
>Your orgasm, ruined as it is, prevents you from finishing that question.
>You feel you cum trying and failing to rocket through you. Your internal muscles egging it on, confused at the lack of the white stuff.
>It's still good but...it somehow doesn't feel satisfying. Or like a release.
>What the hell did she do that for? You got maybe one spurt off, tops.
>You try to catch your breath as you lean into her white ass, and mentally prepare to cope with what you think is the onset of blue balls.
"Princess what the hell was that?"
>"Why, I ruined your orgasm, Anon." she says, matter-of-factly.
>The sunshine in her voice is still completely present, in spite of what she's saying.
>"I'm already quite pregnant. Why would I need more of your semen?" she asks, giggling slightly.
>"Plus, I've already came a few times, I don't need the feeling of you pulsing inside me to get me there. Couldn't you tell? I didn't think I was being quiet about it."
>She looks back at you and rolls her eyes.
>"You can be so silly sometimes."

>You'd pull out from sheer anger if you weren't so unsatisfied that you're still desperately thrusting in.
"I...Well, what about *my* pleasure, huh?!"
>"*Your* pleasure?" she asks, baffled, "Anonymous, I'm surprised at you. The purpose of a stallion's orgasm is to conceive a foal, or help a mare reach *her* orgasm! Letting a stallion cum just to feel good...why, it isn't proper!"
>She stamps her hoof on the ground to emphasize that last word, swollen belly jiggling from the impact.
"But, I'm not a stallion! I'm a human, and for us, both partners orgasming is...it's fucking customary."
>"Well, you're acting as *my* stallion, Anon. And stallions don't get to finish when they want to; they finish when the mare wants them too."
>You feel your heart fall down in your chest, and rage rising up to cover for it.
>"Honestly, I can't imagine how you humans possibly get on without controlling your males. It's ridiculous!"