Dashing Donation
Everyone’s Best Friend is Twilight Sparkle Side Story
Part One
-by Drace Domino
“You’re sure it was her?” The voice on the other end of the line didn’t sound entirely convinced, laced with skepticism in response to her partner’s claim. “Dear, I haven’t met many of your students, but...I highly doubt that one of them would do something like that.”
“Exactly. You’ve never met her.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded in a flat tone, leaning back in her chair and folding one leg over the other. Her classroom was quiet now that the day was over, and she was merely waiting for the arrival of one of her students. One that had been called there under the pretenses of after school detention...but would find out before long there was a deeper motive. Ms. Harshwhinny glanced down at her notepad once more as she held her cell phone a little closer to her cheek, speaking in a tone that was low and cautious just in case anyone could overhear. “This girl...she’s bold. And brash. And not particularly bright.”
“Oh, that sounds lovely, dear.” Prim’s voice responded over the line, sounding particularly jaded at the idea. “I’d always hoped that one of your dumbest students would father our baby.”
“That’s not...it isn’t…” Ms. Harshwhinny paused, took a deep and patient breath, and spoke again with a calm tone. “She’d be a fine candidate. She’s a terrific athlete, she’s popular and attractive, and she’s got a good enough head on her shoulders to help save the school a handful of times.” She paused, and added with a sour tone. “...that’s more than Celestia or Luna ever did.”
“Well, love, I trust your judgement, of course.” Prim Hemline’s tone softened just a bit, perhaps sensing the fact that her partner was growing more tense as the talk continued. She even took the moment to make a compassionate noise, and offered her voice in stoic yet sweet fashion. “I apologize. It’s simply been...stressful.”
“...I know, Prim.” Came the quiet response, and a mutual silence was shared between the two women. Their search for a donor had been troublesome to say the least, with plenty of twists and turns that had left both women at the end of their rope. Ms. Harshwhinny cradled her cell phone a little closer, and let her voice drop to a whisper just as soon as she heard the squeak of sneakers down the hall. “I should go. I think she’s on her way.”
“Wait!” Prim gasped, still sounding a little bewildered. “You’re...you’re positive it was her in the book?!”
“I’m sure of it.” Harshwhinny’s voice was flat and simple, without any trace of doubt. “Prim, all the girl did was wear a fake mustache and list her name as Dainbow Rash.”
She was, after all, not particularly bright.
***
Rainbow Dash didn’t know what she did in order to get detention with Ms. Harshwhinny, but she knew she most likely deserved it. Maybe it was because Harshwhinny got wise to the fact that she had been copying Twilight Sparkle’s homework, or maybe it was because she had skipped class last week in order to get a blowjob from Vinyl Scratch in the restroom. What was she supposed to do?! Vinyl Scratch didn’t offer to suck her cock every day! ...only every other day.
Either way, as Rainbow Dash stepped into Ms. Harshwhinny’s room she offered her teacher a lazy smile, and started to make her way to a desk at the very front of the classroom. Over the past few months, Canterlot High’s star athlete had started to pick up a bit of an egotistical streak...more so than usual. She had gone from confident to deeply cocky, including the literal interpretation. No more did she wear skirts or baggy clothes; exclusively choosing to wear spandex tights and other skin tight layers that made sure to let everyone know one important detail about her - she was well hung. Students, teachers, faculty...Rainbow Dash didn’t care who could see the outline of her cock tucked within her tight shorts, just so long as they knew she had one hell of a dick.
“Hey, Ms. Harshwhinny. Here I am.” Rainbow Dash smiled as she crashed down into a seat, almost immediately stretching her legs out wide and keeping them spread. Even in this tense situation she was prone to showing off her cock, displaying the girth as best she could underneath the desk. At this point, the girl did it purely out of reflex, always taking the most natural position to showcase her prick. Whether she meant to do it or not Harshwhinny couldn’t care to tell, but the woman remained stoic even as Rainbow Dash gave her an arrogant smile and a tiny wave. “I’m all yours for the next hour. Sorry about what I did.”
“Indeed.” Ms. Harshwhinny lifted a brow, her arms folding across her chest as she regarded the young lady. Harshwhinny was dressed in her typical professional attire; a thick blazer sitting across an office blouse, and a long skirt that went down to the center of her calves. Nylons tinted what little of her legs that could be seen, and her entire ensemble could be considered uninterested in making someone aroused. She dressed like the woman she was: a teacher in her mid-thirties that didn’t care if the students thought she was hot or cool. That sort of nonsense always suited Principal Celestia better. With a slow and patient gaze Harshwhinny took in the sight of Rainbow Dash, making sure to pay particular attention to the cock that was stuffed down the front of the girl’s tight spandex shorts. That damned thing stared at her every day during class, though this time...she was going to do something about it. “Rainbow Dash, I need to discuss something with you. A very...personal matter.”
“Oh yeah?” Rainbow Dash lifted a brow, looking curious. She leaned forward on the desk and closed her legs somewhat, a look of genuine concern crossing her features. She might’ve been an egotistical prick, but underneath that shallow layer she was still a good girl that liked to help people. “Is there something wrong, Ms. Harshwhinny? Anything I can help you with?”
“...yes, actually.” The older woman’s response came, and slowly she began to rise from her seat. She patiently pushed her chair back into place and started to walk around the edge of the desk, moving with focus and purpose to where Rainbow Dash sat. Finally she leaned back on the desk opposite of Dash’s, keeping her arms locked across her chest and her gaze sentinel and serious for the moment. “Rainbow Dash, you probably don’t know this...but I’m engaged. To a lovely woman that works in town, Prim Hemline. I believe your friend Rarity knows her.”
“Knows her?! Rarity admires the heck outta her!” Rainbow Dash smiled, and clapped her hands together for her teacher. “Congratulations, Ms. H! I didn’t even know you liked girls! They’re pretty awesome, aren’t they?!”
“...yes.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded short and curt, and even allowed a tiny smile to creep to the corner of her cheek. “Yes, they are. But since both Prim and I can’t have children, we’ve been looking into alternate options. Adoption is incredibly expensive, as is artificial insemination. But while I was doing research at the local sperm bank, I happened to notice...something peculiar.”
It was at that point that Rainbow Dash started to look a bit nervous. Her brow bent inward and she gave a tiny chuckle, one hand moving to tug at the collar of her shirt. She looked up at Ms. Harshwhinny with a wide smile, though it was clearly threatening to break as she stammered in response to the other woman.
“R-Really? That’s strange!” She blurted out, shuffling back and forth in her seat. “I, uh...I didn’t even know we had a sperm bank in town!”
“Really, Dainbow Rash?” Ms. Harshwhinny quirked a brow, and smirked. “I’m glad you shaved. You look much better without the mustache.”
It didn’t take much more pressure than that to get Rainbow Dash to break. Underneath the stern gaze of Ms. Harshwhinny the girl’s cocky attitude quickly faltered, and she folded her hands together in a pleading gesture. Her voice even fell into a tone that could only be described as whiny - something that brought Harshwhinny profound delight considering how Dash usually answered every question in class with a lazy drawl.
“Oh, please don’t tell anyone, Ms. Harshwhinny!” She begged, and offered her best pout. “They pay so well, and I just don’t have time for another job! And I need the money! My girlfriend is so expensive, every day I have to get apple pie dry cleaned out of my track suit or I’m buying enough applesauce to fill a bathtub so she can have her weird fetish sex! And the other girls aren’t cheap, either! I mean, sure they’d probably fuck me even if I didn’t take them to a movie, but I’m not rude, Ms. Harshwhinny!”
The entire time, the older woman merely pinched the bridge of her nose as Dash rambled. The fact that Rainbow Dash was dating Applejack was well known among the school - just as it was well known that she was fucking half of the other students. Sex at Canterlot High had gone through the roof over the past few months, and with it teenage pregnancy had skyrocketed. She couldn’t even wager a guess at who knocked up the exchange student Twilight Sparkle, but it was a safe bet that the person that got the entire soccer team pregnant was sitting right there in front of her.
Simply put, she was the perfect girl for the job.
“Rainbow Dash, I’m not judging you.” Ms. Harshwhinny finally spoke up, lifting a brow and glaring at the young woman. “I’m simply thinking...in order to save the money by going to the fertility clinic, we could...skip the middleman.”
Rainbow Dash merely stared, head tilted with a confused look on her face.
“...as in, the middleman is the fertility clinic.”
More staring.
“As in we could have sex and you could get me pregnant!” Ms. Harshwhinny finally snapped in a louder tone, and her shoulders rose and fell in a sudden, irate chuff. Dash was...definitely not the brightest. Once the look of realization fell on Rainbow Dash’s face; however, the girl seemed to instantly be on board.
“Ohh, I see where you’re goin’ with it, Ms. Harshwhinny!” She finally smiled, kicking away from the desk and standing up to full height. Still shorter than her teacher, she swaggered forward with a cocky cait and her cock still present and visible against her shorts. That bulge had drawn the eyes of plenty of women at Canterlot High, and it never failed to have a good time. “So you want me to handle things...personally. I gotta admit, I’ve never had sex with a teacher before. Fluttershy has. And Pinkie Pie. And I’m pretty sure I saw Ms. Cheerilee sucking Sunset Shimmer’s cum out of Twilight Spar-”
“I’m well aware that Ms. Cheerilee spends time with Sunset and Twilight.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded curtly, before adding as a tiny addendum. “...though I don’t know who Pinkie Pie is fucking. We can talk about that later. For now, can I take your cocky swagger as an indication that you’re interested?”
“Hell yeah, I’m interested!” Rainbow Dash grinned, dropping her hands to her hips and hooking her thumbs against the waistband of her tights. She was already starting to hitch them down, pulling the material past her blue hips to the point where the base of her throbbing shaft started to become visible. “I can’t tell ya how many times I wondered what it’d be like to bend you over the desk, Ms. H! Let’s find out!”
She didn’t get much further than exposing the first inch of her cock’s base before Ms. Harshwhinny reached out a hand, grasping Dash’s shoulder and bringing her motions to a stop. Slowly she let her palm travel down to pinch the fabric of the girl’s shorts and yank them right back up - perhaps just a little too high, enough to leave Dash a bit uncomfortable tucked within her shorts.
“I’m not Principal Celestia, Rainbow Dash.” She spoke simply, with more than just a hint of disdain for her employer. “I’m not going to have sex with a student in my office. This week, I’d like you to come over to the apartment I share with Prim. She will...sit and observe. And possibly record the event, if that’s acceptable to you.”
“Oh, two MILFs at once!” Rainbow Dash chuckled, and rubbed her greedy little mitts together in an almost devious fashion. “Just wait until Rarity finds out I got to fuck Prim Hemline! She’s gonna be soooooo jealo-”
“At this point, I think it’s important to talk to you about guidelines.” Ms. Harshwhinny once again interrupted her, without pause and without hesitation. Her stern gaze focused once more on Dash’s face, glaring her down as if they were in the middle of class. “You will be fucking me, Rainbow Dash. Not my wife. You will also be having sex with me for the specific purpose of getting me pregnant - so don’t think this is some invitation to our bedroom any time you want.”
Rainbow Dash blinked, clearly a bit surprised to hear that. The young woman was used to women bending over backwards for her - offering up their pussies, mouths, and asses in a desperate bid to please her. Of all the girls that had grown magical cocks she was the one that had been the most reckless and hungry with it; trying to get a sample of as many girls as she could. And she had done well! Her sexual escapades were an ever-growing list of accomplishments, and she was on the verge of adding a new one to her list: fucking a teacher.
She just didn’t expect to be standing there as the one that was decided not in charge.
“Uh...uh…” She stammered, and simply waited for Ms. Harshwhinny to continue.
“Just so we’re clear, Rainbow Dash.” The older woman spoke anew, lifting a brow and again giving her student that critical eye. “This is a transaction. You are performing a service for myself and Prim, and in return you get to have sex with a woman that is...if I may be so bold, more than what you’re used to.”
“Y...Yeah?” Rainbow Dash spoke, a clear curious tone to her voice. “I mean...no offense, Ms. Harshwhinny. You’re super hot, but...I fuck teenage girls every day…”
“You fuck girls, Rainbow Dash. Eighteen year old sluts that don’t know what they’re doing.” Ms. Harshwhinny responded in perfect timing, and finally allowed one of her hands to lower. With careful precision she allowed her fingers to grasp at the shape of Dash’s cock through the tight material containing them, and offered it a flawless, tight squeeze. As she groped her student she stepped closer to offer another whisper, this time her voice taking on a hint of the sultry and seductive. Just because she was usually terse and cold didn’t mean she always had to be. “...I’m twice the age of your usual partners. I’ve mastered things they haven’t heard of yet. And the entire time, the woman I’m marrying will be watching...making suggestions...and catching it on camera as I use you for your cum.”
It had certainly gotten Rainbow Dash’s attention. Her eyes opened wide and her arms and legs locked into place, refusing to move from her spot just in case it made Harshwhinny take her hand away. She swallowed tightly as her cock throbbed against her teacher’s grip, desperately hoping that she’d pull it free and show her some of those skills. Unfortunately for Rainbow Dash, Ms. Harshwhinny didn’t seem interested in pleasing her in that moment...at least not nearly as much as she was in drawing the lines in the sand between them.
“You will arrive at our apartment Friday evening at eight o’clock sharp.” Ms. Harshwhinny continued, the entire time stroking her hand in slow, methodical fashion up and down Rainbow Dash’s barely-contained cock. “You will not be late. You will bring flowers for my fiance - it’s only polite considering you’ll be driving your cock into my wet, mature pussy mere inches from her face. Do you understand?”
“Y-Y-Yes Ms. Harshwhinny!” Rainbow Dash gulped and gave a wildly eager nod, still practically paralyzed by the intense joy rushing through her. Never had she encountered a woman that was so ready to be in control with her, so willing to step up and manhandle that blue length. “I’ll be on time, ma’am!”
“Good.” Ms. Harshwhinny purred, and rewarded Rainbow Dash with a squeeze so sensual and intense that the girl’s tip leaked a dollop of precum; enough to dampen and darken a spot on her tights. With her hand still lingering on that member and reading Rainbow Dash’s rapid heartbeat, Ms. Harshwhinny leaned in all the closer and whispered to the edge of the girl’s ear. A final offer, to keep her excited for the big day. “I won’t let you fuck my fiance Friday...but if you behave and knock me up like a good cum donor, we just might let you celebrate with us.”
And with that, Ms. Harshwhinny released Rainbow Dash’s cock and twirled on a heel. She moved smoothly and slowly back to her desk as she left her student a throbbing mess of a girl; quivering and weak and gasping for breath. As Ms. Harshwhinny sunk into her seat once more she waved a hand, and offered Dash a sweet smile.
“You’re dismissed, Rainbow Dash.” She cooed, and gestured towards the door. “I’ll see you Friday evening.”
Rainbow Dash merely whimpered, and gave a thumbs up. It was almost as big a sign that she was looking forward to it as the massive erection pushing against her tights.
“Y-Yes, Ms. H.” She swallowed, and took a deep, shuddering breath. For the first time since growing her magical cock Rainbow Dash wasn’t the one calling the shots...and so far? She was loving every pulsing, hard minute of it.
End of Part One.
Author's Note
I love students and teachers knockin' it out. Stay tuned, because the next part of this will be available soon! (And not my usual "in three months" soon! More like next week soon!)
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Dashing Donation
Everyone’s Best Friend is Twilight Sparkle Side Story
Part Two
-by Drace Domino
She knew from the very beginning that she was a third wheel...but she was one that was meant to be ridden. Rainbow Dash swallowed nervously as she stepped into Ms. Harshwhinny and Prim Hemline’s bedroom, immediately falling underneath the shared gaze of two much older women. Ms. Harshwhinny had brought the girl up to the bedroom patiently and with a teasing smile on her face, only to reveal that her wife was already waiting. Seated at the far end of the room in a comfortable recliner Prim had her arms folded across her chest and one leg crossed, clad in a stylish outfit that likely would have made Rarity swoon from the stitching alone.
“Rainbow Dash, you’ve met Prim Hemline before?” Ms. Harshwhinny asked simply, gesturing to the stern-faced woman in the corner. Prim’s grey skin was smooth and flawless, but it didn’t make the look she was giving Rainbow Dash any more gentle. Even the pink hair didn’t help, bright and soft as it was.
“Oh, uh...not really.” Rainbow Dash swallowed nervously, and gave a small wave to the woman in the corner. “Hi. I’m here to...uh…”
“You’re here to get my wife pregnant.” Prim responded simply and curtly, and moved a hand down to wrap around the top handle of a camcorder. As she pulled it into her lap her eyes focused with precision on Rainbow Dash, looking her up and down with an eye that was critical and sharp. An eye looking for flaws, and naturally tracing over the noticeable bulge in Rainbow Dash’s track shorts. “I suppose you’ll do. This is who you’ve decided upon for certain, beloved?”
“She’ll do.” Ms. Harshwhinny rolled her shoulders, and made it a point to sound less enthused and more...tolerant of Rainbow Dash’s inclusion. As if the girl’s presence there didn’t truly matter, as if she was just one of many possible cocks they could have recruited. Ms. Harshwhinny pulled Rainbow Dash near and put a hand on the girl’s shoulder, her lips twisting to a smirk as she looked back at her wife. “I’m going to fuck this teenage slut all night if I have to, Prim. I’m going to make her cum inside of me again and again...and I’ll be furious if you don’t record every last second of it.” As Rainbow Dash’s eyes went wide, Ms. Harshwhinny continued in an almost cruel tone to her wife. “You should thank her for coming over here, you know. Thank her for coming here to fuck your wife.”
Firmly in totally new territory, Rainbow Dash continued to stare with a wide-eyed, stunned look as a blushing Prim Hemline turned her face towards her. The older woman paused just long enough to turn on the camera and keep it level with Dash, making sure that every word she spoke was caught on film and recorded for posterity. She spoke simply and even professionally, all while Ms. Harshwhinny slipped away in order to slink out of her robe.
“Rainbow Dash? Thank you for coming over to fuck my beloved.” Prim murmured, her blush intensifying almost as much as Rainbow Dash’s. She gestured with her free hand to Ms. Harshwhinny in the corner - now baring her shoulders and back as the robe fell down along her figure. “You can use her as much as you want, but please...make sure to cum inside of her pussy. We really want a baby, and having you pump your cum into her is the only way.”
There were...many, many, many other viable options, but Rainbow Dash wasn’t about to complain. The oftentimes unruly and rebellious teenager looked from one older woman to the next, only to see that Ms. Harshwhinny had finally finished getting ready. Every inch of her tanned skin tone was gloriously enticing, and the parts that were covered were only done so in a thin lacy nylon. She wore stockings up to the centers of her thighs and a pair of panties specially designed to leave an opening for her pussy - not to mention a mesh bra that completely allowed her full, squished breasts to be visible underneath. Rainbow Dash’s throat tightened as Ms. Harshwhinny slithered forward with a mature grace, and she was just barely able to talk as the older woman moved a hand down to begin groping at her throbbing bulge.
“Y...You’re welcome.” Rainbow Dash stammered, staring straight at the camera as she spoke. “Uh...happy to help. Don’t mention it. Always glad to assist. Nice house you have he-” She was silenced by both of Ms. Harshwhinny’s hands, one moving to press its fingers against her chattering lips and the other tightening on the girl’s member through her track shorts, giving her a noticeably intimate squeeze.
“Rainbow Dash, you’re not here because we want to listen to you talk.” Ms. Harshwhinny laid the truth out in very certain terms, and offered a condescending smile as she did so. “You can either take out your cock and let me start sucking it...or you can go hang out with your little friends and not get to fuck an older woman tonight. What will it be, young lady?”
Rainbow Dash swallowed again, her arms lined with goosebumps and her cock practically screaming in delight. She was almost always the one on top, the one in charge, the one calling the shots. But these two bitches…? She felt almost like a sex toy - albeit one that could breed a bitch. It was outlined very clear for the athlete just where she stood with the two women. Unlike her friends, they weren’t going to treat her like she was special. Unlike the girls on the track team, they weren’t going to treat her like a hero.
To Ms. Harshwhinny and her voyeuristic wife, Rainbow Dash was just a teenage cock...and if she didn’t fulfill her very simple purpose, she’d be out on her ass without a second thought. And for some reason Rainbow Dash couldn’t entirely wrap her head around, that excited her nearly as much as the firm squeeze Harshwhinny gave to her aching length.
“...I’ll take it out.” She murmured in a sheepish fashion as her hands lowered, hitching down her track shorts. “It’s all yours, Ms. Harshwhinny.”
***
Rainbow Dash knelt on the bed, nibbling her bottom lip as she watched Ms. Harshwhinny work. The older woman was braced on her hands and knees on the mattress, her ass shoved out towards the nearby camera while she slurped, sucked, and kissed the teenager’s shaft. It was quite clear to Rainbow Dash from the very beginning that Harshwhinny was focused on putting on a show - on making her wife squirm and whimper while capturing every second of it on film. Dash’s pleasure was a priority only after the teasing between a married pair; she was a means to an end. Something to breed her teacher and something to make Prim feel aroused and jealous all in the same breath. It was evident the way Harshwhinny spoke, looking back to the camera with her lips smeared with cock-flavored spit.
“It tastes so good, Prim.” She purred, and made full eye contact as she slipped Dash into her mouth once more. A few slow sucks followed during which Ms. Harshwhinny’s tongue went wild underneath Dash’s shaft, making her tremble and gasp and ball her hands into even tighter fists. When it popped out of her lips again Ms. Harshwhinny continued teasing the other woman, just as her tongue smoothed back and forth across Dash’s hanging blue sack. “I haven’t tasted a cock this good since before we were married. ...but while we were engaged, of course.”
Prim’s eyes went a little wide, and the dark blush rushing over her cheeks intensified. Dash could tell that her hand was trembling as she held the camera, and she even moved her other hand forward to help stabilize it. Ms. Harshwhinny merely chuckled, and after slithering her lips down Rainbow Dash’s cock another few inches to keep her stiff, spoke again with a teasing tone to her voice.
“Oh, that part’s a surprise to you?” She cooed, studying her wife’s face almost as closely as she was Rainbow Dash’s prick. “Don’t worry. I married you, after all...and not any of the teenage boys I was fucking at Canterlot High.” Her chuckle soon spread around Dash’s cock as she went back to work, positioning herself so that her round, panty-clad ass blocked vision of the camera to her. She forced her wife to listen to the sounds of wet and joyful sucking, and even spread her thighs just so Prim could zoom the camera in close and witness how soaked her folds were.
Rainbow Dash essentially went through the whole thing with the same stunned expression on her face, the same look she had when she found out she had to sit through four hours of one of Rarity’s fashion shows. Large eyes, lips tightly pressed together, and only barely holding back her disbelief. Sure, her cock was having the time of its life sliding in and out of Ms. Harshwhinny’s mouth - the older woman was so damned good at it she wouldn’t of even been surprised if Harshwhinny really did suck all those teenage boys she was boasting about. But the longer Dash knelt there watching the interaction between the two women, the more she felt like little more than a sex toy...and the more she realized she liked it.
For her part, Prim Hemline remained mostly quiet. With all the dirty talk and the cruel teasing her wife was doing, it was a miracle she remained so silent as she watched it all go down. She was squirming in her seat and even reached a hand for her lap from time to time, easing her fingers against her pussy through the fabric of her slacks and giving herself a few fond, soft massages. A few times she cleared her throat from excitement and even looked like she was about to speak, but each time kept herself silent and stoic. Rarely did she look at Rainbow Dash squarely eye to eye, and in the moments she did neither one of them knew exactly how to take it. For a girl that had always believed herself able to basically swoop in and take any bitch she desired, Rainbow Dash felt more than just a little awkward making eye contact with the woman she was cucking.
Hell, half the time she wanted to apologize...and half the time she wanted to tell Prim she was going to take Ms. Harshwhinny away from her. It was complicated to think about, so instead Rainbow Dash focused on the much easier thing to understand: how good her teacher’s mouth felt wrapped around her throbbing blue dick. When Rainbow Dash gazed down at her lap she saw Ms. Harshwhinny working dutifully, one hand cradling her sack while the other held her cock at the base, all the while sweeping back and forth with her warm, moist mouth. Even if she was putting on a show that didn’t mean she was slacking on the important part, and Dash could feel the older woman’s tongue weaving back and forth along with slow sucks that brought more delightful tension to her member. Dash even dared to move her hands out and rest them on the back of Ms. Harshwhinny’s head, sinking her fingers into the woman’s blonde locks and rolling her hips forward to give her just a little bit more. That extra bit of attention was all that Ms. Harshwhinny needed to tease her wife even further, and she pulled Dash’s prick from her lips just so she could gaze up the athlete’s naked body and whisper in an aroused, delighted fashion.
“You want to hold on tight and facefuck me, don’t you, Rainbow Dash?” She teased, licking her tongue idly across her lips and collecting the girl’s flavor. A string of precum was dangling from Dash’s tip to her chin, a promise of the heavy payload yet to come. “Treat your teacher like a little whore...is that what you’re hungry for?”
To be truthful Ms. Harshwhinny could’ve asked her just about anything with how excited she was, and the answer would’ve been a resounding “yes.” But especially now that she was gazing at the older woman’s surprisingly beautiful features dangling a mere inch away from her cock, Dash was certainly happy to agree...but was only able to give a tiny nod and a short, stunned grunt.
“Yuhuh.” She murmured, which only made Harshwhinny laugh all the more. The smoldering hot teacher pulled away from Rainbow Dash’s cock for the moment, but her hand reached out to take the girl’s wrist and pull her off of the bed. From there, Ms. Harshwhinny laid flat on the mattress and dangled her head off the edge, letting her blonde hair hang down and her spit-soaked face point to the camera. Giving herself an upside-down look at the room, she gestured for Dash to step closer, speaking all the while loud enough for the camera to hear.
“Make sure it’s sloppy.” Ms. Harshwhinny ordered, positioning Rainbow Dash so that she faced the girl’s cock pointing squarely at her lips. She even moved her hands out to hold the girl’s hips, ensuring that she didn’t stray too far away. And just before she pulled Dash in, her voice slithered out in a deviously wicked, teasing tone for the benefit of her nearby wife. “I want Prim to taste your cock on my lips for the next week.”
And with that, the older woman yanked Rainbow Dash ahead and immediately throated her cock. Her head still hung upside down and it made it easy for Dash to see the bulge in her teacher’s throat - a noticeably outline of her stiff prick that came just as Dash’s balls slapped to her teacher’s face. Harshwhinny howled in delight and Rainbow Dash’s knees tensed up so hard she thought she’d fall over, immediately overcome by joy and wet bliss and the rush of shame at her current sex toy status. As she began to throat Ms. Harshwhinny Dash looked back over her shoulder to Prim Hemline, who was still balancing the camera on trembling hands and looking very, very tense as she was squeezed between walls of shame and delight.
“Uh...make sure you zoom in close.” Rainbow Dash gave her a simple order, hoping it was what Ms. Harshwhinny would want. “‘Cause I’m gonna make a real mess of your wife’s face.”
From there, Canterlot High’s star athlete let her body control the pace. She did her best to put it out of mind that a camera was zoomed in on her ass, recording every slap of her balls against Ms. Harshwhinny’s face and every slimy wad of spit that she fucked from the older woman’s mouth. Instead of the wild scenario she focused instead on the joy of her teacher’s throat, and just how deep and hard she could handle it. Not even Applejack could take her so easily in that position, and Rainbow Dash knew as much from experience - she had tried! Usually the damned cowgirl said it made her feel like she was caught in a twister without a wagon, whatever the hell that was supposed to mean.
But Ms. Harshwhinny...Ms. Harshwhinny was a woman she could facefuck. Even though she was acting as slightly-expendable third party, it didn’t stop Dash from giving it her all. She let her hands lower to Ms. Harshwhinny’s gorgeous full breasts, squeezing and fondling them through the material of her mesh bra as she picked up the pace and went faster and faster. The bulge in Ms. Harshwhinny’s throat continued to fade in and out with every press of Dash’s hips, and through it all she could hear her teacher gurgling and gagging and gasping for every breath she could manage. And all the while, Dash knew - her teacher was looking at the camera and the woman holding it, and leveraging her messy, wet lust against Prim’s own.
These two...must’ve had a really fucked up marriage, or a really trusting one. Considering that Rainbow Dash had been brought in to breed one of them, it had to be the latter. In order to help put on a good show Rainbow Dash spread her thighs as best she was able so she didn’t obstruct the view of Ms. Harshwhinny’s face, and from time to time she even plucked her cock from the depths of the woman’s throat to dickslap her a few times with her soaked, slippery length. The whole time Ms. Harshwhinny moaned and whimpered and struggled to reclaim Dash’s length, and even spent a fair amount of time worshipping the teenager’s balls. She didn’t have the breath to tease her wife in the moment, since she only had a few seconds to spare before she was throated once more and servicing Rainbow Dash took precedent in the moment.
It went on like that for a few long minutes, during which all could be heard was the sound of Ms. Harshwhinny’s depraved, wet gagging and the occasional tender gasp from Prim Hemline. She was soaked to her core as she was forced to watch her wife be throated and facefucked, to watch those shining eyes glistening as ribbons of spit dangled before them, and those pretty cheeks flushed red with a heated blush. She had to watch as Ms. Harshwhinny slurped Rainbow Dash’s balls, let her throat distend from the shape of her cock, and when Rainbow Dash finally had enough pull free to give her a few more cockslaps.
“Okay, I need your pussy...now!” Rainbow Dash finally shuddered, biting down on her bottom lip as she staggered back. She was groaning and shivering and her cock was throbbing and stiff - a clear sign that she could barely handle any more of her teacher’s throat. “If you want knocked up, that’s not gonna happen cumming down your throat!”
“Oh, yes! Fuck me already!” Ms. Harshwhinny’s voice was slightly hoarse from the recent abuse, but she was still quite eager in the moment. She spun around and crawled onto all fours, facing the camera and lifting her ass up in the air to wave it back and forth. Her thighs spread and she slinked a hand between her legs, playing with her soaked pussy as she gazed from Rainbow Dash to her nearby wife. “Stick that big blue teenage cock inside me! Fuck me like she can’t! Put a baby in me, you unruly little miscreant!”
“...okay, mean.” Rainbow Dash merely pouted in response, but still did as ordered. She swaggered past Prim Hemline and crawled up onto the bed, kneeling behind Ms. Harshwhinny and grasping the hilt of her spit-covered dick. It was utterly soaked thanks to the older woman’s affections and Rainbow Dash had no problem easing it towards the warm pussy waiting for her, taking a deep breath of joy as she started to ease inside. A mature cunt was something entirely new to the teenager, and she had to say...it was well worth the wait. All that jealousy about not getting to play with Celestia and Luna was starting to fade as the inches of her cock glided into Ms. Harshwhinny, grasped and squeezed my the sensitive pussy of a woman in the throes of her sexual prime. Despite her age, it was one of the tightest grips Dash could remember having wrapped around her cock, and Ms. Harshwhinny’s plump round ass pushed back into her lap as she hilted inside of her.
And naturally, despite Dash being absolutely critical to what was going on that evening...the two married women barely paid her any heed at all, except to point out what she represented for them.
“She’s filling me up, Prim...I can practically feel her cock hitting my womb.” Ms. Harshwhinny purred, and even curled a finger to permit her wife to draw closer. The blushing, grey skinned fashionista moved forward, dropping to her knees at the foot of the bed and keeping the camera close in check. She was able to get a proper close up of her wife’s face as she was stuck with several inches of big blue cock, and the delighted look of pleasure that Ms. Harshwhinny wore would be perfectly captured for posterity. She even reached out to pull Prim’s face near her own, pressing their cheeks together as the camera focused on them both. “Look how happy we are! One big beautiful family!”
Those few seconds of the camera would record an overjoyed blonde smiling wide and happy, and her cringing, gasping, blushing wife that was suddenly forced cheek-to-cheek with a woman who wore spit across her face like a second skin. By the time Harshwhinny released Prim from her grasp the pink-haired woman was left sticky and wet in the aftermath, and she could smell the aftermath of Dash’s dick more intensely than ever. Ms. Harshwhinny merely smiled, and let her eyes trace to the camera once more.
“I love my wife Prim Hemline!” She called out, just as Rainbow Dash started to fuck her at a slow but building pace. “It’s just too bad she doesn’t have a cock...but thankfully, I can get it elsewhere!”
“...these women are fucking crazy.” Rainbow Dash murmured to herself just barely under her breath, but she didn’t stop fucking into Ms. Harshwhinny’s pussy for a split second. She moved a hand down to take a tight fistful of the woman’s blonde hair and wrench it tight enough that her teacher had no other option but to gaze ahead, staring right at the camera with a big, slutty smile on her face. Her lips and cheeks were still smeared with spit and even her eyeliner had begun to run, making her look truly like a well-fucked whore right in front of her beloved wife. Ms. Harshwhinny was still the one in charge despite her well-fucked look; however, and she made sure that Rainbow Dash knew it even with something so simple as pulling her hair.
“That’s it, you little teenage breed bitch!” She called out, licking her lips of the cock-flavored spit and calling out to her student with profound enthusiasm. “Fuck my old pussy! Fuck me deep and hard and blow your load inside of me! If you don’t knock me up tonight, I’ll throw your ass in detention so fast your head will spin!”
Rainbow Dash shuddered at the woman’s dominant nature, and just kept doing exactly as she was told. It was a stark contrast for her, but one that was clearly working. Her cock was aching in delight and her heart was racing a mile a minute, and with every passing breath she slammed her hips forward to clap her lap against Ms. Harshwhinny’s round ass and lunge her dick down into the woman’s depths. She stared at the back of the other woman’s rear but more often than not found her attention drawn towards Prim Hemline, watching as the other woman was studying the sight of her beloved wife fucked and bred by a student. Prim was whimpering steadily and openly masturbating through the fabric of her slacks now, and when Rainbow Dash finally called out it was just barely enough to draw her attention and make her excitement all the more intense.
“Hey! Hey Prim!” She finally barked, for a flickering few seconds finding herself on the more aggressive spin of it all. “I sure like your wife’s pussy! When she has a kid make sure you name it after me - the girl that could finish the job you couldn’t handle!”
It was clear that both women loved what she said, from the rapidly moving fingers of Prim Hemline to the fact that Ms. Harshwhinny’s pussy clenched tighter around Dash’s length. The blonde tightened her grip against the sheets as she continued to slam her hips backward faster and faster, clenching her teeth and still managing to keep her gaze on the camera’s lense. Every second of her shameful display would be something she could cherish with her wife years and years down the line - long after she had her child born to a student. When Ms. Harshwhinny’s peak finally started to crash against her she boldly moved a hand out to clutch her wife’s collar, and in a fierce motion closed the distance and cried out in a hot, eager tone.
“Here’s what teenage cock tastes like, Prim!” Ms. Harshwhinny moaned as she shoved her mouth against her wife’s, kissing her as lewdly and as sloppily as she had sucked Dash’s cock earlier. Prim was just barely able to keep the camera steady - recording the sight of them kissing with wildly wiggling tongues and a truly spit-soaked mess. Ms. Harshwhinny was already spasming in climax and the grip of her wet middle-aged pussy around Dash’s cock was too much for the athlete to bear. She gave a thundering cry of pleasure as she released Ms. Harshwhinny’s hair to let the woman continued her kiss, and in her own moment of bold action ripped the camera from Prim’s hand to bring to a better point of focus.
“Fu...Fuck...fuck, so tight…” Rainbow Dash shuddered as she pointed the camera straight down, making sure that she caught the sight of her dick pulsing, throbbing, releasing every ounce of her cum into Ms. Harshwhinny’s pussy. She very nearly couldn’t keep herself steady but she forced a deep breath to steel her resolve, and once her cock had finished twitching and shuddering she pulled out while lowering the camera further. A perfect shot of Ms. Harshwhinny’s overflowing creampie was what followed, caught on film as it dripped, oozed, and leaked cum in thick wet lines down to the sheets below. Dash even pushed a thumb against the side of Ms. Harshwhinny’s folds to spread her a little more, just to show just how much she could fill a pussy when pressed. And naturally, she couldn’t help but to add her own commentary to the video. A hushed voice, cocky and arrogant, especially for a glorified sex toy. “...nobody knocks up a hot MILF like Rainbow Dash.”
For a long moment the three women rested there catching their breath, though Ms. Harshwhinny and Prim were very focused on kissing each other amidst the lewd bliss that surrounded them. Rainbow Dash played the role of the considerate one, and after filming her cum leaking out of Harshwhinny’s pussy shifted from the bed so she could record a few moments of the full scene. Sweat-marked sheets and two hot older women making out, one of them a stripped down slut with mascara down her cheeks and the other her demure and pretty wife, her appeared marred only by the cockspit that Harshwhinny spread to her face. When the two women finally pulled apart their kiss Rainbow Dash gave a thumbs up, smirking to the two as her member started to twitch back to life.
“Whew, that’s a great round one!” She beamed, stepping up with a smile. “What’s next? Maybe you can ride me while Prim eats your ass? Or hey, better yet! She can suck my balls while we do it! Whatcha think?!”
Prim Hemline and Ms. Harshwhinny paused only long enough to give each other a sideways glance, their lips still connected by a thread of sticky spit. Dash’s teacher was the one to speak up first, and as she did so Prim moved to her feet and worked her way to the nearby nightstand.
“That’s all we’ll need from you tonight.” Ms. Harshwhinny advised simply, bringing herself up to her knees and smoothing her hands across her lap. She looked immediately professional again, even though she wore dark lines from her eyes and dripped cum from her slit. “This was a...trial run, as it were. I highly doubt you’ll get me pregnant on the first try, so we needed to see if you’d be up for the task. We’ll schedule another meeting next week.”
“Wait...what?” Dash blinked, tilting her head and gazing at the two older women. She gestured to her dick, still soaked in Harshwhinny’s glaze and still ready for more. “But I’m still hard! Just look at this! I can do it again! We can go all night! I can even knock both of you up!”
“That won’t be necessary.” Ms. Harshwhinny offered simply, and held her hand out to claim a piece of paper Prim offered to her. She handed it towards Dash, who simply stared at it in disbelief as the older woman explained. “This is a list of things you’ll do for next week to help ensure proper fertilization. Foods to eat, music to listen to, and of course - no more tight shorts.”
Dash blinked, lowered the paper, and pouted.
“...but I like showing off my cock.”
“We’re aware.” Prim spoke up as she threaded an arm around her love’s - the same love Dash had spent the past hour fucking like a brazen slut. “But be that as it may, it could hinder your chances of getting her pregnant. So until that happens…”
It was a lot of information for Rainbow Dash to process. The list, the restrictions, and the fact that the two MILFs were already shoving her clothes within her hands and ushering her out the door. It drove home how much the teenager was little more than a sex toy filled with cum for them to use, since neither woman even gave Rainbow Dash so much as a “have a good night” by the time their bedroom door slammed close with the girl standing outside of it. Expected to leave herself out, Rainbow Dash simply stood there holding her sneakers, shirt, and…
“...hey! My shorts are still in there!” The girl pounded on the door, but her knocking was almost immediately cut off by the sounds of Prim moaning. Apparently, the two couldn’t wait to get their hands on each other in the aftermath. Rainbow Dash merely huffed at the crass treatment given to her and gazed down the hallway leading to the exit of their home. Her house was only a few blocks away...but now she had to do it without any pants on.
“Son of a bitch.” Rainbow Dash whispered to herself, her voice rife with strange realization. “...I fucking love this.” A brief glance down to her cock, which was even harder than it was when she was humoring the notion of fucking them both. “...for some weird reason.”
The two horny older women were quite happy to use Rainbow Dash as little more than a sex toy...and similarly, she was very, very happy to oblige. Shorts or no shorts.
The End.
Author's Note
Rainbow Dash with MILFs never gets old!
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