There’s No Party Like a Sparkle Party
Chapter Two
-by Drace Domino

A new dare had been cast throughout the group, and the two involved parties wore wildly different expressions. Trixie was blushing tremendously, her cheeks overtaken by a rich blue hue, mouth agape at the suggestion of what she was to do next. A mere foot away sat Maud Pie, who predictably wore little response whatsoever on her face - not that anyone could see it, considering the fact it was mostly coated in warm cum milked fresh from Flash Sentry’s cock mere moments ago. In fact, she seemed like the only person around the circle that didn’t react to the dare Fluttershy just pushed upon Trixie. Big Mac and Flash Sentry were staring with a wide-eyed expression of complete disbelief, Pinkie Pie was practically vibrating in tipsy joy, and even Fluttershy was wearing a satisfied, smug smile on her face. She was proud of herself, after all! She was better at truth or dare than she thought!

“W…Wha…” Trixie stammered as she lifted a hand, as if she was right in the middle of class and had a question. One brow arched as she turned to Fluttershy and then to the others, with the sole exception of Maud whom she was actively trying to avoid looking at. “You…you want me to do what?”

“Clean Maud up.” Fluttershy didn’t even hesitate, her response coming immediately as she pointed towards the cum-covered Pie sister. “With your mouth. Lick it right off of her like it’s ice cream!”

“Wowie, Fluttershy, I never knew you had it in you!” Pinkie Pie beamed, swinging a hand holding a red party cup in the air to the point that beer foam rolled over the edge and splashed to the carpet of Twilight Sparkle’s bedroom. “That’s a great dare! And I really like the ice cream analogy!”

“Uh…Fluttershy, are you sure you want to dare her to do that?” Flash asked, still in the process of tucking his recently-jerked cock back into his boxers. The spunk that clung to Maud’s absolutely stoic face was of his own making, fired accidentally at the end of Fluttershy’s dared handjob. “That’s…that’s a pretty wild leap, isn’t it?”

“She dared me to do something crazy, so I’m returning the favor!” Fluttershy chirped back up, clearly proud of herself. Her own hand was actively covered in some of Flash’s excess cream, and she stretched out a hand, reaching not for a napkin but for the edge of Trixie’s skirt. Or rather - Twilight Sparkle’s pleated schoolgirl skirt that the blue brat was tucked into. Fluttershy was rather bold in that moment, wiping Flash’s cum off on Twilight’s pleated garment as the others stared, all in a state of disbelief at just what this had awakened in Fluttershy. The timid young woman was…well, quickly getting over that hurdle. Just like the time a motivational speaker came to talk at CHS, and Fluttershy turned into a bit of a bully for the week! “Stop stalling, Trixie, you know what to do!”

“You should hurry up if you’re going to do it,” Maud spoke with a steadfast but deadpan tone, her eyes half-lidded as cum clung to her lashes and pulled them nearly shut. When she spoke, her face moved so little that the cum on her cheeks and lips didn’t even shift outside of a thread webbed across her mouth, dancing from the gentle breath she released. “Right now it’s still warm. It feels nice. I like it.”

“This…feels like it’s rapidly getting out of hand.”

“Yup.”

Despite the murmured words of Flash Sentry and Big Mac, they all seemed to know there wasn’t any going back now. Trixie understood that much most of all, under the attention of all the others and forced into a moment of dared retribution. She couldn’t possibly say no, not after all the teasing she’d done to Fluttershy! Everyone at school would think she was a coward that could dish it out but couldn’t take it, and even if that was true, she…she didn’t want people to know that! With a nervous bite to her bottom lip and one last glance at the crowd, Trixie started to prowl forward on her knees. She had butterflies in her belly that were soon to be smothered underneath a blanket of swallowed cum, and she forced herself to take a deep, bracing breath once she was face-to-face with Maud. And just when she was about to dip forward, Pinkie Pie was the one to interrupt her with a giggle.

“What’s the matter, Trixie?” She couldn’t help but tease her, and even stretch out a hand to poke her belly through Twilight’s Crystal Prep vest. “Afraid of the taste?”

“N-No, of course not! I know what it tastes like! I’ve tasted it plenty of times!” Trixie snapped back, before realizing just what that particular lie said about her. Her nose scrunched up and she practically threw a mini-tantrum, growling at Pinkie while her immature fury built. “I mean…well…you know what I mean! I just…I’ve had a lot to drink, and I need to get ready, and…oh, you’re all such a bunch of flakes!”

And with that, Trixie suddenly snatched the sides of Maud’s head in her palms and pushed her own forward, her lips opening and her tongue stretching out. She moved quickly before she had a chance to second-guess herself, pushing past any hesitation that was nagging in her belly as she dipped her tongue against Maud’s cheek. The immediate taste of warm spunk was altogether new to her, and in truth, she didn’t really process it until she’d taken that first slurp upward. Starting at the edge of Maud’s chin, she licked in a straight line with her tongue pressing flat, squishing against the gray flesh of the other girl until she stopped just below the bottom edge of Maud’s eye. When she pulled back to close her lips, she didn’t drift particularly far - less than two inches away from Maud as she kept holding the stoic girl’s head in her hands. Trixie’s eyes closed as her tongue rested underneath a blanket of Flash Sentry’s cum, and in a suffocating few seconds she was hit with the weight of just what she was doing - and how the taste appealed to her. Creamy. Smooth. Warm. Unique and unlike anything she’d ever put in her mouth before, and she found herself curling her tongue behind her lips, sloshing it around and hoping that nobody noticed.

Granted, that was an unlikely hope, considering how the two girls were absolutely the focus of attention for everyone else. While Maud sat motionless with her hands on her knees, not even blinking as Trixie slurped her face, the others were all completely shocked from what just happened. Even Fluttershy - the surprisingly dirty little minx that caused it to happen - was blushing like every one of her past insecurities was battering at the gates of her psyche yet again. Flash squirmed the most, however, pressing his thighs against each other and biting on his bottom lip, left with the knowledge that the cum coating Trixie’s tongue in that moment was his own. None of them - not even Pinkie Pie - said anything. Twilight Sparkle’s room was completely silent as Trixie finally tightened her throat, tipped her head back, and gave a single swallow of her first proper taste of cum. Once she pulled it down like a tasty draught, she gave the faintest of gasps…and then leaned in to do it again.

Even though the group had just watched Fluttershy tug Flash Sentry off to a stunning orgasm, somehow this…this felt more intense, and they treated it with that level of weight. After all, Fluttershy and Flash was naughty, sure, but it wasn’t…mouth stuff! There was no licking, no sucking, no swallowing, and that was before the part of the equation that was two girls doing something adjacent to kissing! Trixie fidgeted in Twilight’s outfit, reaching back a hand to tug at the bottom edge of the nerd’s skirt - how did she wear this short thing, anyway?! All of a sudden she was getting nervous about the fact that her panties were visible from underneath it, when such a thing only seemed like part of the game a few minutes ago. She was exposed now - trembling with insecurity and excitement in a wild blend, and as her tongue made contact with Maud’s cheek anew it was quivering the entire time it passed upward. Another lick. Another gentle scoop of Flash’s cum to pull into her mouth. Another few seconds to savor it. And another swallow followed by a whimper.

It went on like that for what felt like ages for poor Trixie. Lick. Savor. Swallow. Lick. Savor. Swallow. She repeated the process again and again, all underneath the silent vigil of the other four, and all while Maud sat there like a statue. Trixie was grateful for that - if this was something she had to do, then Maud was the girl to do it to! There wasn’t any blushing or giggling or nervous fumbling from the purple-haired Pie sister, and she effectively served as something like a cum-licking training dummy. The only time that Trixie balked at what she needed to do was when there was only one more splash of Flash’s cum left for her to clean - a thick streak that had crossed over Maud’s lips.

“A…Al…Almost done,” Trixie whispered, took a deep breath to brace herself, and stretched her head forward one last time. Her head tilted and her lips parted, and she even allowed her eyes to close for the closest she’d come in her years to ever kissing someone else. She’d never thought it would be in a situation like this, never with another girl, and never with an audience while cum was spread between their lips. And…this much certainly didn’t need to be said, but never while she was dressed like Twilight Fucking Sparkle, of all people. But even with all of those barriers, Trixie closed the distance between them, teased her tongue over Maud’s lips, and with a few short swipes in rapid succession cleared her mouth of cream. While the last few threads of it were pulling into Trixie’s mouth, she kept their lips almost intimately close together, shutting them while she savored Flash’s cream for a few lingering seconds. Her last taste for what she suspected would be the rest of her high school career - especially after this got out to the rest of the school! Nobody would want to date the cum-licking slutty girl from Twilight’s party, no matter how great and powerful she was! “And…and that’s it, all done.”

“Wow, Trixie!” Pinkie Pie was the first to speak - loud and vibrant and absolutely using the exact wrong tone to make all of Trixie’s insecurities flare. “You musta really loved the way Flash’s cum tastes! Wowie zowie, I know what it looks like when someone loves a treat, and that was…whew!”

“Sh…Shut up, Pinkie Pie!” Trixie swiftly turned her head and glared, her cheeks flushing a vibrant blue while her throat instinctively tightened. She backed away on her knees and looked at all the other students studying her, feeling more and more exposed every second until she finally snapped. If for no other reason than to get their attention away from her, she pointed squarely at the recently-licked face of Maud Pie, suddenly blurting out the next stage of the game without so much as asking which side of it the Pie sister would like first. “Maud, I dare you to masturbate in front of everybody with Twilight’s vibrator!”

Once again, a collective silence came over the group of students that were rapidly finding themselves spiraling. Flash, Big Mac, Pinkie, and Fluttershy all turned their immediate attention towards Maud to see her response, and not a single one of them questioned why she hadn’t been asked a Truth first. It was that point of the game, after all, the point when teenage hormones and alcohol were making the rules, and not some arbitrary need to stick to the usual guidelines. Trixie wore a particularly smug look on her face while she leaned back on her rear and crossed her arms over her chest, still neatly tucked into Twilight Sparkle’s school uniform and looking rather bratty. Somehow, the appearance of a little stuck-up bitch that was pleased with herself was such a more natural look in a Crystal Prep uniform. With all of their eyes on Maud, it was the purple-haired Pie sister that sat in the hot seat. And, predictably, she didn’t flinch.

“All right,” Maud blurted out, without a single second of hesitation or even a blink. Even though there were two boys in the group, even though her sister was in the group, Maud seemed completely unphased by the request. She pressed her hands to her knees and lifted straight up to her feet, pausing only to smooth her hands down the front of her dull blue dress. Maud already wore something that could’ve been considered provocative compared to her personality - while it was nowhere near as stylish as something that Rarity would wear, Maud did have the tendency to show a lot of leg for a student. Sturdy, strong legs that looked like they were made for kicking rocks apart, but still. Leg. The group that was about to see more now watched as Maud wordlessly lifted her hands below the edge of her skirt, hooked her fingers around the waistband of a pair of matching blue panties, and pulled them steadily down past her knees and to her heels. Soon she stepped out of them, bent down to pick them up off the ground, and then neatly folded them together before turning towards Twilight’s nightstand. During the entire process she didn’t give the others a single glimpse of her nethers - at least not yet - and while she walked the other students whispered amongst themselves about what the future might hold.

“Is…is she really going to do it?” Fluttershy nibbled her bottom lip, tone unsure as she slid back to her old self.

“I guess so,” Flash murmured, and gave a small swallow. “This…this feels like it’s starting to get out of hand, right?”

“Yup,” Big Mac observed, but still took another sip of beer from his red party cup, regardless. He paused for a few long seconds, and then offered a second, equally enthusiastic “Yuuuup.”

“My big sister’s never one to back down from a challenge!” Pinkie Pie giggled, seeming as excited as anyone for what they were about to see. Just as Maud was unphased by the challenge, Pinkie was equally so by the concept of watching it happen. If anything, she seemed downright excited as she rocked back and forth on her rump, her legs folded and her hands gripping her knees as she bobbed. “One time, I dared her to shower with me, and she did! And while we were in there, I dared her t--”

“Shhhusssh it! She’s gonna start!” Trixie hissed from the back of her throat, reaching out a hand and smacking her fingers into Pinkie’s large poof of hair. The five all fell quiet while Maud now turned on a heel and moved to the edge of the bed, this time holding Twilight Sparkle’s yellow and red, flame-themed vibrator. She’d pulled it right off of the photograph of Sunset in a bikini, similarly failing to make the same connection that Trixie had previously. Before long, Maud sat herself down on the very foot of Twilight’s bed - perfectly positioned before the crowd, her legs pressed together and her skirt positioned so that all she needed to do was spread her legs. With an idle glance towards the toy, Maud pursed her lips and murmured aloud - her voice analytical, deadpan, and as emotionless as ever despite the unusual circumstances.

“You’ll have to tell me when to stop,” she observed, and gave a slow, patient blink. “Maybe even pull it out of my hands if I don’t listen. I can go into my own little world while I do it.”

The wide-eyed, stunned look shared among all the others save for Pinkie Pie would remain locked in place during everything that came next. When Maud slowly stretched her knees outward, sitting with thighs spread and her skirt up around her waist, she exposed to the group a smooth pussy that was clearly shaved - perhaps even waxed, considering how polished she was down below. Her folds were a slightly darker tint of gray than her skin already was, though in the dim light of Twilight’s room they were actively glistening and visibly moist. Much like Flash Sentry before her, revealing her nethers to the group made it clear just how excited the game of Truth or Dare had already gotten her - and her lack of a penis made it no less apparent how worked up she was. Collectively, the other five students all leaned forward from their seats, with Trixie actively scooching forward on her rear to bring herself just a bit closer than the others. The only sound that penetrated the air was the soft click of the vibrator’s dial and then the subsequent buzz of the lowest setting, just as Maud guided it downward to her teenage folds.

Trixie hadn’t clarified just how she wanted Maud to masturbate, and so the stoic young woman simply…did it like she always did. Slowly, at first, patiently and carefully building herself up to a certain point. She wasn’t a girl to rush anything no matter if it was important matters like school work or something as trivial as playing with herself - more so than any other student at Canterlot High, Maud Pie moved at her own pace, regardless of outside influences or what others might observe. So when she pressed the buzzing vibrator against the outside of her folds, intent to tease her nethers from the exterior for a few seconds, it was all par for the course. Her thighs could be seen to briefly twitch and even her folds themselves spasmed in the briefest of fashions - sensitive underneath the buzzing contact, even if Maud’s face would never show it.

The group just stared, wide-eyed and silent, even Pinkie Pie. Aside from a few nervous swallows of beer or Fluttershy ritually smoothing both of her fists down her collected hair in habitual fidgeting, none of them really even moved. Their rumps remained firmly on the carpet, their attention never deviated from Maud, and they were all so reverently silent it was as if they were witnessing a wedding. Nobody dared to make a peep while Maud Pie demonstrated just how she played with herself, and it went on for five…ten…fifteen full, long, teasing minutes, organized into clear stages. And needless to say, nobody dared to stand up and pull the toy away from her - all of them happy to let Maud sit in, as she had described it, her own little world.

The first stage was dedicated to Maud’s exterior, and not merely the outside of her nethers. She drew Twilight’s buzzing vibrator across each one of her thighs, making sure to leave a glistening line of nectar from her folds while she passed them. Back and forth she swept the toy, rolling it across her grayscale skin underneath the gaze of all the others, her own expression one of flat and total control. Her eyes were half-lidded in that odd fashion that bridged between deadpan and smolderingly intense, and her lips were drawn to a straight line, without so much as a nibble or a lick to show her presumable excitement. The only proof that the group had that she was excited at all was the visible glisten smeared from her pussy to her thighs - and the faintest hint of her aroma, delighted and now free to travel from below her skirt.

After a moment or two of teasing her thighs, Maud finally moved onto stage two - insertion, but only barely. She pressed a finger to the dial of the vibrator to ramp it up a few stages, and now squeezed the tip of it inside, rotating it back and forth, forcing her entrance to grip around the head. She showed all five of the others just how her pussy met the shape of it, how her folds tried to cling around the sides until she turned it far enough to the side to pop out. When it did, she made it a point to nuzzle the buzzing tip against her hood for a few long and lingering seconds, just before another bit of insertion. During that period of time, she never once pushed the toy into her any more than halfway, but even still, when it pulled free of her pussy it looked like it only collected more and more nectar. When she nudged it inside, the buzzing noise became muffled, and each time she plucked it out again it pierced the air like a gunshot - enough to make them all quiver with excitement. Flash Sentry was almost regretting ever tucking his cock back into his jeans and poor Big Mac was straining against his own - just as excited as Flash, but without the blessing that was Fluttershy’s handjob a few minutes ago. Trixie and Fluttershy were both squirming in their spots, with Trixie gripping her blue knees and wiggling her backside within Twilight’s skirt and Fluttershy - constantly brawling within herself between the timid girl and the horny little demon - looked like she was either on the verge of tears or darting forward to feast…or both.

And Pinkie Pie was also there - munching on a cupcake, sipping from a red party cup, and staring at her big sister’s glistening, toyed pussy like it was the must-see television event of the year.

It was the third stage of Maud’s masturbation - timed so perfectly amidst the other two that it was clear she was following a routine - that knocked the other students for a loop. With the same expressionless state she suddenly nudged the dial on Twilight Sparkle’s pretend Sunset Shimmer, forcing it all the way to the maximum and letting the buzzing sound fill the air. The thing was intense - vibrating so wildly and so intensely that it likely would have bucked out of a weaker girl’s hand - but Maud simply nudged the tip right up against her entrance, fiercely grasped the hilt of it, and began to quite simply fuck herself with the toy.

Again, stunned silence maintained across the crowd, with the buzzing toy and the wet, slippery noise of a well-fucked pussy being the only sounds that filled the room. Maud’s motions were fierce, her hand pistoning with the sort of authority and speed that suggested this was well-rehearsed indeed, and she bucked the toy within her with nothing short of expert precision. Sometimes she twisted it when it was at the very hilt, sometimes she nudged it far to the left or right to squeeze against the sides of her walls, once she even let it pop free of her pussy entirely simply so she could let it swing outward before slapping against her entrance with three consecutive strikes, just before falling back into place and forcing inside anew. She was quick. Focused. Determined. Relentless. And through it all, anyone looking at her face would never know just what she was doing. Unreadable and mysterious, Maud Pie easily had the best poker face in all of Canterlot High - even if in that moment, her pussy was telling the best story any of the other five had ever seen.

Ultimately, Maud’s climax was…difficult to discern, at least for some of the people watching. There was the faintest few twitches to Maud’s thighs near the very end, a brief uptick of moisture glazing across her folds and the undersides of her thighs, and then a soft popping noise as Maud pulled the toy free and gently nudged the dial to the “off” position. Without a word - and having accomplished her task without giving so much as a moan or gasp or whimper - Maud slowly pulled her skirt down over her thighs while they closed.

“There. All done.”

“A…all done?” Trixie was wearing a tremendous blush as she spoke, indignantly, looking around at the others as if she was expecting them to join her in shock. “You’re done?! No screaming? No grabbing the sheets?! Did you even cum, Maud?!”

“It was very intense.” Maud nodded, simply, and with no deviation in the inflection of her voice: “I don’t want to sound crass, but…I enjoyed it a lot.”

“Wowie, Maud, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you cum that hard!” Pinkie Pie suddenly clapped her hands together, inadvertently exposing yet another glimpse into the Pie sisters’ life, and polished off the last few sips from her current party cup. “I didn’t even know you could! Gosh golly, that’s amazing! Do you need something to drink? Can I get you a towel? Do you want some crackers for that sou--”

“Pinkie Pie,” Maud interrupted her sister, giving the pink-haired girl her typical flat look. Whether she did so to stop her from discussing certain talking points or merely wanted to move the party along was unclear, but either way she held out the vibrator, which was still absolutely wet and glistening with her nectar. “I dare you to go wash off Twilight Sparkle’s vibrator.”

To say Pinkie Pie looked deflated was…an understatement. She puffed out her lower lip and looked at her big sister as if she was joking, and then to the others in a desperate hope that they would overturn the dare she’d been given. Specifically, a dare that wasn’t very fun.

“...aww, really?” Pinkie gave a soft sigh, and reached out to snatch the toy away from Maud. It was heavy with the stoic girl’s scent, and the aroma swept through the air for all the others to pick up on while Pinkie rose to her feet and shuffled towards the bedroom door. “I guess they can’t all be fun dares, huh? I’ll be back in a minute. I guess. Probably.”

The girl wasn’t shy about holding a pity party for herself the entire way to the door, at which point she slipped outside with a tiny huff to carry out the rest of the dare. After she left, Fluttershy and the others all turned their attention to Maud, who was in the process of once more slipping into her panties. Trixie, Fluttershy, Big Mac, and Flash Sentry were all still reeling from more than just one or two revelations, until Fluttershy was finally the one to press a bold question.

“So…uhm…Maud…uh…” She looked to Trixie and then to Flash and Big Mac, all of whom gave her an urging nod. It seemed like it really was a question that was on all their minds. “Do…do you and Pinkie Pie have sex sometimes? Or…or what?”

“I can’t answer that,” Maud responded, simply and unflinchingly, with her face as impossible to read as ever. “My turn’s over, and I already picked Dare.”

***

Pinkie Pie stepped out into the rest of the party, only to be immediately assaulted by the distractions and the noise that built while they were playing Truth or Dare. It seemed like things had only escalated since then, with the music playing louder, the booze flowing more easily, and a whole new wave of students showing up at Twilight Sparkle’s house to celebrate. Even while Pinkie Pie made her way through the house in search of a sink to clean Twilight’s vibrator, she could see the results of the ensuing chaos - a pair of students she didn’t even recognize grinding against each other in the corner, Bon Bon and Lyra actively making out on Twilight Sparkle’s parents’ bed, and an exasperated Shining Armor carrying a tantrum-throwing Scootaloo towards the door because she’d snuck in while nobody was paying attention. It seemed like things were really getting out of hand, and Pinkie Pie would’ve loved to experience it firsthand, but she had a job to do…and more importantly, a dare of her own to administer once she got back to Twilight’s bedroom!

That particular destination was going to be put on hold, however, at least for a few minutes. Pinkie Pie had just rounded a corner after seeing that the line for the restroom was way too long to stand in while holding a juice-covered vibrator, only to be brought to a halt by the sight of a large, purple hand slamming against the wall in front of her. At first, she squeaked in the sudden worry that it belonged to Twilight Sparkle, only before realizing that the skin tone was a few shades darker - and that Twilight Sparkle wasn’t exactly the type to wear spiked bracelets. Slowly, Pinkie Pie turned to view the woman that was blocking her way, only to spot a girl that she’d never seen before.

“Woooow, you’re big!” Pinkie Pie gasped, eyes opening as she regarded her.

“And you’re cute.”

The girl looked like an absolute brute - towering at just a hair over six feet, wearing a leather jacket overtop a white tank top that snugly gripped a well-muscled figure. She had a short mohawk with the rest of her rich purple hair shaved nearly down to the scalp, and sported not only a lip and nose ring, but a tongue stud which made itself known as she slowly licked her lips. In one hand she carried an open beer bottle just as smoothly as she carried the scent of booze on her figure - a scent that got even stronger as she leaned in close enough to Pinkie Pie to violate the girl’s personal space. Not that Pinkie Pie seemed to mind, enamored as she was by the sheer scope of this titan.

“Name’s Tempest Shadow,” she half-purred and half-growled, before taking what was obviously a long, lingering scent of Pinkie. A sweet aroma to be sure - plenty of sugar and frosting to spice up the party scent that was clinging to everyone at the party. “Me and my girls heard about a wild party getting thrown around here, and…damn, I’ve got to admit. I was expecting it to be some frilly little girl tea party. Never thought I’d spot a piece as tasty as you.”

“Hehehe, thanks! I’m Pinkie Pie, and I am tasty! It’s all the candy I eat!” Pinkie Pie beamed, almost proud of the fact. While Tempest loomed close Pinkie remained completely unphased by the larger girl’s presence, even while Tempest drifted so close that it almost seemed like she was about to make a move for her throat. The pink-haired young woman simply tilted her head curiously, making an innocent observation about the newcomer’s downright predatory behavior. “You are really friendly, aren’t you? That’s great! We love making new friends around here! Do you wanna come play a game with me and my pals?!”

“Oh? What kind’ve game we talkin’?” Tempest Shadow mused slowly, thoughtfully, and slid her hand from the wall towards Pinkie Pie’s hair. She teased her fingers through it in a flirty fashion, curling the digits within the cotton candy locks, only to be surprised when she pulled them back to be holding actual cotton candy. She sniffed at it and even took a tiny lick, her nose scrunching up as she refocused her gaze upon Pinkie. “You cute little CHS brats playing spin the bottle?”

“Ohh, that’s a good one, too! But right now we’re playing Truth or Dare!” Pinkie Pie was nothing short of endlessly honest, a shining beacon of oblivious information. She even lifted her hand that was holding the juice-slickened vibrator, waving it back and forth in front of Tempest’s rapidly-widening eyes. “I’m going right back after I clean this of--h-hey!”

Tempest Shadow worked quickly…and she worked without hesitation. The brutish new girl didn’t ask a single question as she plucked the toy from Pinkie Pie’s fingers, held it by the base, and then brought it up towards her lips. With direct, almost intimidating eye contact she allowed her tongue to slither forward, showcasing the stud resting in the center as she squeezed that pink muscle to the side of Twilight’s toy. Slowly she licked it with a focused attempt at seduction upon Pinkie Pie, passing her tongue from the base to the tip and back again, only before pivoting the head of the vibrator against her lips and nudging it forward. Inch by inch she gulped it down past her lips, moving to the point that only the dial remained visible from between them. Afterwards, she pulled the toy back out without breaking eye contact with Pinkie Pie once, and pressed the toy back into the other girl’s hand.

“Consider it cleaned,” Tempest Shadow purred in the aftermath, and licked her lips to savor the taste. “Delicious. Guess you could say I like the taste of Pie.”

Technically, she wasn’t wrong.

Pinkie Pie was silly and a little oblivious under the best of circumstances, and thanks to the free-flowing booze at the party she was also more than a little tipsy. Still, she wasn’t so far gone that she was oblivious towards Tempest Shadow’s advances…nor was she about to let what was clearly a true party animal slip through her fingers! Tempest was just the type of person to make the rest of their game all the more fun, and Pinkie eagerly giggled as she looped an arm around one of the larger girl’s, practically snuggling against her while she spoke.

“Wowie, you’re tons of fun! And super tall, too!” Pinkie beamed, guiding Tempest right back the way they came. Already the brute was beaming and moving with intent to keep having fun - going so far as to yank a fresh six-pack of beer out of the arms of one of the other CHS students, practically daring him to try to stop her. “Okay, Tempest Shadow, we’re gonna have such a great time! Now, I just gotta tell you about the other people we’ll be playing with…”

A new girl was about to join the game waiting for Pinkie upon their return, and just like the six-pack she carried, she was only going to make things get all the more out of hand.

***

Tempest Shadow might’ve been a sleazy college girl that showed up to a high school party looking for a bit of fun, and she might’ve thrust herself upon Pinkie Pie with every intention to get herself a piece of flirty teen action, but she wasn’t a total scumbag - and she was more than happy to listen to everything Pinkie Pie told her about the crew they were soon to meet. Pinkie told her that her big sister Maud was the coolest girl at school, let her know that Big Mac and Flash Sentry were two of the sweetest guys she’d ever known, and even told her that Trixie was a spunky little brat but not entirely bad. The only girl that Pinkie requested that Tempest Shadow go easy on was Fluttershy, and in truth…she did it half because of Fluttershy’s timid nature, but half because of how easy it seemed to flip her switch. Not even the sugar-blasted Pinkie was really sure what would happen if Fluttershy was pressed into something by a towering, butch bitch like Tempest.

Either way, by the time Pinkie Pie entered Twilight’s room again, she was waving the “cleaned” toy in one hand while her other arm was holding onto Tempest’s. The crew waiting for her regarded the new girl with an expected look of surprise across the board - from Tempest and Fluttershy gulping nervously at the sight of this new titan to Big Mac and Flash biting their lips together in perhaps hopeful expectations. Yet another girl was joining the Truth or Dare party? It boded well for both of them.

“Hi everyone!” Pinkie Pie giggled, and gestured to Tempest, who was already separating the six-pack and chucking them across the room as a way of earning her favor with the group. “This is Tempest Shadow, and she’s really really friendly and cool! She also likes to smell people’s hair, isn’t that neat?!”

“P…Pinkie, you can’t just invite some random girl to join us!” Trixie scoffed, narrowing her gaze and serving as the sole voice of dissention. “We don’t know anything about her! We don’t know if she’s cool enough to play with us!”

“This Trixie?” Tempest just murmured towards Pinkie, her eyes half-lidded as she spoke. “Seems like a real bitch.”

After that, Tempest was pretty much solid with the crew, and by the time she dropped down on her rear to join them she was a welcomed participant in the game. As she flopped to her backside, Tempest ended up completing the circle of students - so much so that there wasn’t any more room for Pinkie Pie to sit. The new girl solved that problem rather handily as she reached up, hooked a hand around the back rim of Pinkie Pie’s skirt, and yanked her straight down into her lap. A real problem solver, this one!

“Hehe, thank you, Tempest!” Pinkie beamed, practically mirroring Tempest’s position by folding her legs underneath herself, sitting squarely in the larger girl’s lap. The only one to respond to the exchange was Maud, who simply gave Tempest Shadow a steady look with a single, slow blink. Enough to make Tempest briefly squirm in a flashing second of genuine intimidation, interrupted only when Pinkie Pie spoke up anew. “Alright, it’s my turn, my turn, my turn! And I’m gonna dare Big Mac to…to…toooooo…” She tapped her chin while she rocked back and forth in Tempest’s lap, pondering the question as hard as she could. Big Mac went visibly tense as the question hung in the air, as the young man had been spared thus far from the more intimate exchanges. In the end, Pinkie’s dare was nowhere near as bold as the ones thrown towards Fluttershy, Trixie, or Maud, but still enough to suggest that there were greater things to come. “Take your shirt off and keep it off until we’re done playing!”

Big Mac almost gave a sigh of relief - at least until he saw the looks on every girl’s face. Fluttershy, Trixie, Pinkie Pie, Tempest Shadow, and even Maud turned their attention towards him, wearing everything ranging from a blushing smile to a slightly upturned corner of their lips. While the farm boy reached down to grab the edge of his shirt he lifted his brow to study their faces, only finally managing to make a murmur from the back of his throat in acceptance.

“Ah…uhm…yup. Sure.”

He did exactly as he was told, and the reaction from the girls was…predictable, to anyone that knew the general way in which Big Mac was regarded among the girls of Canterlot High. The farm boy was big, sweet, strong, and buff, and the speculation about what Big Mac looked like without his shirt was something of CHS legend. Applejack had been invited to so many pool parties over the years simply on the distant hope that she’d bring her big brother, and now it was here in Twilight Sparkle’s bedroom that his shirt finally peeled away. And, as the expressions on the faces of every girl there made perfectly clear, it was worth the wait.

Big Mac had the sort of cut upper half more befitting a magazine model than a high school student. Long hours spent working on the farm made sure that he had biceps and triceps to truly admire, with a visible six pack and pectorals that showed that his strength went far beyond mere glamor muscles. He was as well-built as he was kind and humble, and the fact that Fluttershy made an active swooning noise upon seeing him was hardly unexpected. Even Flash - though not necessarily drawn to Big Mac in the same way as the others - flashed the other boy a grin and even offered him a thumbs-up.

“I think they like it, Big Mac.” He beamed, without a trace of jealousy. After all - as the only two boys in the game so far, they had zero reason to feel competitive. If seeing Big Mac without his shirt was enough to get the five young women riled up, it honestly benefitted both of them in the long run.

“Uh…uhm…thanks.” Big Mac finally murmured, and reached up a hand to rub at the back of his head. He even gave a shy chuckle, with a blush darkening his cheeks while they all gazed at him with fawning attention. “Uh…guess, uh…guess it’s my turn to pick someone?”

To that end, Big Mac looked across the crowd - five girls who were absolutely transfixed on him, and Flash Sentry, who was simply being a good wingman. The farm boy wasn’t all that experienced, of course, but he was a good soul and smart enough to know that Flash was of a similar vein. They were in this together for better or worse, and even though the beer was flowing and everyone’s adrenaline was running high, the two of them had been rather well-behaved to that point. After all, it was Trixie that made the first lewd dare, followed by Fluttershy and then Trixie again, all while the two boys served as props or eye candy. Neither of them had made a particularly boundary-breaching dare yet, but…the time had finally come. Big Mac, sitting there shirtless and exposed and the absolute object of the girls’ attention, turned towards Flash Sentry with a smile on his face. One of solidarity. One of camaraderie. One of…simply being a good party time bro.

“Flash,” he spoke, with all five girls sitting there with baited breath. “I dare you to guess which girls’ boobs are whose while blindfolded.”

If things by that point hadn’t already been escalated to an absurd degree, it would’ve been a stunning dare. It nearly was simply by the virtue of Big Mac being the one to throw it out in the air - and the various girls all gave a collective gasp while Flash Sentry practically fainted from the offer. If nothing else, it solidified that Flash and Big Mac were going to be best friends for life. The only person that spoke in the immediate aftermath was Tempest Shadow - the girl that wasn’t privy to all the dares that came before then, and was still seated with Pinkie Pie resting in her lap.

“...holy hell,” she observed, and gave a low whistle. “You CHS punks really know how to fucking party, huh?”

Minutes later, Flash Sentry was blindfolded, by yet another piece of Twilight Sparkle’s clothing that was borrowed by necessity. This time, it was one of her knee-high striped stockings, tied tight around Flash’s eyes and secured in a snug knot at the back of his head. Once he was properly blindfolded the young man was escorted to sit right on the edge of the bed, at which point Pinkie Pie’s unmistakable voice filled the air.

“Okay, this is how it’ll go, Flash!” Pinkie giggled. “You’ll have ten seconds to squeeze every pair of boobs and figure out who it is!”

“Uh…what happens if I don’t guess correctly?” Flash asked, drumming his hands on his knees and fidgeting nervously. It was understandable that his nerves were going wild - ten breasts were about to be flopped into his hands, two of which belonged to a girl he’d only just met a few minutes ago. The fact that his member had surged to attention below his jeans yet again was an easy guess - between seeing Trixie clean Maud, Maud’s masturbation session, and now this? The poor boy was practically aching. “Do…do I get a reward if I get them all right?”

“I don’t know!” Pinkie Pie announced in every bit as regal a tone as before, only to quickly add. “Does anyone have any suggestions? Anyone?”

“Oh, I’ve got an idea,” Tempest Shadow’s rough, but rowdy voice filled the air, and judging by the squeak from Pinkie that followed, she pinched the pink girl’s ass before continuing. “If he guesses every one of us right? We’ll all work together to suck his cock.”

Flash simply whimpered, while the girls all made various noises ranging from shocked gasps to eager giggles, to even Maud giving a single grunt of acceptance of the terms. The only person that rang out as a voice of dissent was Trixie Lulamoon, who gave a scoffing noise that was downright dismissive of his chances.

“Ha! That’ll never happen, so I’m in,” Flash could almost imagine Trixie’s smug face while she spoke. “But what do we get when he screws up? If we’re putting a blowjob on the line, it’s only fair that we stand to get something in return!”

“Uh…uhm,” Flash found the strength in that moment to speak up - not only to help lock in his chance for the best reward he’d ever heard, but to solidify an equally enjoyable fate even if he failed. While knowing nothing about doing so and with absolutely zero experience under his belt, Flash finally chirped: “I’ll…I’ll go down on anyone I guess wrong!”

And thus, the terms were set. Flash might’ve locked himself into a rough night for his poor mouth if he had a bad guessing streak, but the potential for a true bounty was simply too great to pass up. If he guessed every last one of them right, a five-girl blowjob would be his wonderful reward - something to enter him into the halls of legendary CHS rumors, and something for him to fondly remember for the rest of his life. And even if he made a mistake, he’d still get a chance to eat his very first pussy. Five of them, if he just kept fucking up.

Big Mac was a really, really good wingman, and Flash Sentry would absolutely remember that fact.

Flash Sentry’s breath caught in his throat as his hands moved forward, meeting the first pair of teenage breasts. They fit in his palm with a little extra to spare, and he gently squeezed to get a good feel of just how big they were. Ultimately, the first pair was an easy one - not because of the breasts themselves, but by the sudden giggle that erupted from the owner.

“Pinkie Pie!”

Though the other girls all chided her, Pinkie was unphased, and the next pair of breasts were introduced. Once more, the blindfolded Flash stretched out his hands and pressed them to another pair - this set just as heavy as Pinkie’s, but somehow firmer. They weren’t as squishy, they weren’t as inviting, and they weren’t owned by someone that made a single peep, making it every bit as easy a guess.

“Maud!”

Two down, three to go. Flash was feeling good by the time the next pair of breasts found their way into his palms, even though the erection surging against the front of his jeans was making it more than a little difficult to concentrate. Still…he was smart enough to remember what the various girls were wearing - like the fact that Trixie was still dressed in Twilight Sparkle’s Crystal Prep uniform. He could feel that stiff, school-supplied material underneath a pair of trembling tits and immediately he smiled, calling out yet another name.

“Trixie!”

He was doing well. Damn well. So well that he was almost sure that he was going to get that five-girl blowjob. The next pair that slipped into his palms was practically heaving from nervousness, and to his credit Flash didn’t grope them for long. Even though he was sure this particular owner had already wrapped her hand around his cock, he could tell that she was a bit more timid. Meaning she could be nobody else other than…

“Fluttershy!”

One left. One big, sturdy, overflowing helping of teenage breasts ushered into his palms. Through the snug fit of a tank top he could tell that this girl wasn’t wearing a bra underneath, and judging by the nudges of a harder material below the fabric, he could tell her nipples were pierced. He took his time to grope her, to fondle her, to even dare to twist her pierced nipples just because she seemed like the type of girl that would enjoy it. And when the time came to call out and claim his victory, Flash Sentry smiled wide - just before his victory came to an abrupt roadblock.

“It’s…it’s…” His mind went blank, his heart sank, and his dreams of a quintuple blowjob perished on the spot. “I…I can’t remember your name!”

“Really? That’s a fuckin’ shame,” Tempest Shadow purred, and with a sudden motion shoved her hands to Flash’s shoulders, pushing him flat onto Twilight Sparkle’s bed before she began to crawl over him. “But on the plus side, you just won yourself a taste of college bitch pussy.”

End of Chapter 2.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoyed another round of the Sparkle Party! Another chapter is coming later this month, so stay tuned!