Happy birthday Squirt

by TittySparkles

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Scootaloo, Sex, Slice of Life, DJ P0N-3
Length: 6049

Scootaloo meets with Vinyl on her 18th birthday and things get cloppy.

On her eighteenth birthday, Scootaloo is treated to a special gift given to her by Rainbow Dash. The young mare is gifted with the opportunity to meet the famous DJ, Vinyl Scratch. Unknown to Scootaloo, Dash informs Vinyl of a small crush the young flyer has on her. Wanting to make Scootaloo's night one to remember, Vinyl gives the mare an opportunity of a life time.

Pre-read by: Skeeter the Lurker

Edited by: SolidFire, Hobbes, Mikemeiers, and sdk680

Story trade for Kaidan

Published 2013-08-28 23:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-28 23:30:01 UTC

Chapter 1

“Dash, are we there yet?” Scootaloo asked as she rested on the back of her cyan idol.

“Almost there, squirt! I promise the blindfold is necessary for this!” Dash spoke as she took a sharp dive downward.

The sudden shift in her flying made Scootaloo cling blindly to Dash’s neck in fear of falling off. As they landed, the harsh beat of something loud echoed in the young mare’s ears. Perking them up, she quickly recognized the beat of a song playing and started to wonder where they were.

“You can hop off now,” Dash said to her.

Scootaloo listened, hopped off the back of Dash, and landed on the wet dirt below her.

“I promised I would make your eighteenth birthday a good one,” Dash said. She turned her head and grabbed a loose part of the blindfold on Scootaloo with her teeth. “Happy birthday, kiddo.”

As the blindfold came off and fell to the ground, Scootaloo opened her eyes, letting the view of everything come into play. Thankfully, it was night and it didn’t take her eyes long to adjust. In front of her was a large black building that had the name ‘Ponyville Nightclub’ in big neon letters above the doorway. As she read the sign, Scootaloo’s eyes started to go wide with joy as she quickly realized that she may be seeing the second biggest idol in her life.

“Oh my gosh!” Scootaloo squeaked, her wings flapping wildly as she rose up in the air a bit. “Is-is Vinyl in town?!”

Dash laughed at the young mare’s eagerness to see the unicorn musician. She wasn’t surprised though, considering Scootaloo was an avid fan who had all the CD’s Vinyl ever made, yet she never got the chance to meet the unicorn mare in person. Her age prevented her from traveling to any nightclubs—the only place Vinyl ever performed.

“Yes she is, Scoots,” Dash started to say as she made her way for the door. “I even pulled a few strings and set up a thing for you and Vinyl to meet as well.”

Scootaloo’s jaw nearly dropped to the ground as she heard those words. She was going to meet with Vinyl on the side of actually seeing her spin live. Without a second to waste, Scootaloo rushed for the door, but came to a sliding halt as she noticed a large brown security guard blocking the way.

“Oh, um… hi.” Scootaloo said timidly to him, very intimidated by his size.

“Got your ID?” The pony asked in a deep tone, tilting his gaze down towards her.

“Uh, yeah. Right here,” Scootaloo replied as she reached into a saddle bag resting against her back, and pulled out her ID.

“Ah, birthday mare I see?” The stallion said, dropping his serious tone in exchange for a softer one.

“You know it!” Dash spoke up behind Scootaloo as she approached them. “Kid’s even got a private visit with Vinyl as well.”

“Well then,” The stallion replied, moving his large frame to the side. “Don’t let me keep you waiting.”

Both mares nodded their heads at him and trotted towards the door. As she opened the door and looked in, the thumping from before turned into a wave of bass. Letting it rush over her body, Scootaloo turned her eyes to the DJ booth and saw Vinyl spinning a record while bobbing her head in tune with the music. The flashing of the neon lights above the room gave the pale mare a multitude of colors.

Looking to the dance floor, Scootaloo felt a tinge of worry as she saw a sea of fur and sweat, howling wildly in the air. While it wasn’t overly bright, she still managed to see the slightly crazed expression on a few, indicating they were either on drugs or just very excited. Seeing the crazed looks on their faces, combined with the different color glow sticks they had hanging around their necks, Scootaloo suddenly felt worried and thought simply about going home. Taking in the scent of the air, an odd sensation flowed over her body as the scent of… grass? Maybe special grass? Blaming her lack of substance experimentation in her teens, she tried to ignore the smell and turned to Dash to see what she was doing. Unlike Scootaloo, Dash didn’t seem to be fazed by the scent. Either unfazed or completely oblivious to it, Dash moved to the side of Scootaloo and looked on with a smile on her face.

“Welcome to the adult life, kiddo!” Dash shouted, doing her best to bring her voice over the sound of the over the noise.

“What?!” Scootaloo shouted back, nearly cracking her voice from the high volume she attempted to use.

“I said, welcome to the adult life!” Dash repeated, raising her voice much higher than she had before.

Thankfully, Scootaloo heard her and quickly turned her gaze to the unicorn playing the record. While she had no interest in the smells or the loud atmosphere, she only cared for seeing Vinyl in the flesh. Moving her gaze from the young mare to the DJ booth, Dash flared open her wings and bent down low, before beckoning to Scootaloo to hop on her back. While Scootaloo had fully grown wings, she suffered from a disease that made pegasi wings very weak when they are young and was only curable after years of proper wing care and flying. While Scootaloo was a young mare, she would need another few years of intense practice before her wings became healthy by pegasi standards.

Seeing her sister figure offering her a lift, Scootaloo quickly hopped on. As they flew over the mosh pit, Scootaloo looked down and was slightly frightened by what she saw. Ponies were dancing like maniacs, with little to no rhythm in their steps. Most of them looked like they were nearly zombies while others actually made an attempt to jump into the air and grab the legs of Dash. Dash, of course, showed no fear and even chuckled at the few that tried to grab her.

With little effort, Dash glided over the crowd and landed behind the DJ booth. Seeing her cyan friend drop in, Vinyl switched the song out for something just as upbeat and turned the bass up to keep the masses happy. Giving her shades a flip, Vinyl turned around and smiled at the duo standing behind her.

“Sup, Dash! Glad to see you made it!” Vinyl greeted. The bass and music were surprisingly weaker behind the speakers, making hearing a little easier. “I see you brought the birthday mare with you as well!”

“Of course, wouldn’t let her end the night without giving the club a visit!” Dash shouted back, moving in close enough to give her friend a hoof bump. “Besides, it wouldn’t be a party if you didn’t get to see your biggest fan!”

Scootaloo turned red and quickly looked away.

“Dash, you said you wouldn’t tell!” Scootaloo whined, noticing the pale mare’s expression turn into a cheeky smirk.

“No need to worry, kid. From what Dash told me when we last met up, you’ve got quite the collection of my music,” Vinyl said as she stepped forward and ruffled the pegasus’ mane with her hoof.

“Every album you’ve ever released as well!” Dash chuckled, making Scootaloo much more embarrassed.

“Dash, stop it, you’re embarrassing me!” Scootaloo said as she looked away.

Both older mares laughed, but Vinyl quickly stopped and moved closer to Scootaloo. Just as the orange mare looked up, Vinyl placed her hoof on Scootaloo’s shoulder and pulled her close to her body. Getting super close to Vinyl, Scootaloo’s heart skipped a few beats as she felt Vinyl’s soft and oddly sticky fur. A few deep scents came from Vinyl, mostly the strong scent of cider. While Vinyl didn’t look or act drunk, she was pretty far down the mug.

“No need to be embarrassed, kid. I love fans that idolize me as much as you do,” Vinyl said to her as she removed her shades and rested them against the head of Scootaloo.

“Are… Is this for me?” Scootaloo asked sheepishly as her expression turned into that of a small filly walking into the candy store for the first time.

“First of many gifts, kid. Tell you what, how about I call up another DJ and spend some one-on-one time with you?” Vinyl said.

Scootaloo’s heart skipped. She was going to have alone time with Vinyl Scratch? She couldn’t believe her luck! Only proper ponies like Rainbow Dash and others got the luxury of hanging out with a celebrity. Maybe it was the fact that Dash was a national hero and able to pull enough strings for small favors like this. Of course Scootaloo wasn’t going to question it, and giving her head a bunch of shakes, she accepted.

“Glad to see you’re so eager. Hey, Dash, meet me by the back room alright?” Vinyl asked her. “I’ll get my replacement up here for a bit and then talk to you guys again.”

“Sure thing! Come on, Scoots, feel like you’re ready to try a few shots at the bar?” Dash said, pointing in the direction of a busy bar area, crammed with ponies.

Scootaloo took a second to look in the direction, but once she saw the wall of liquor, she nodded her head and climbed onto Dash’s back again. Taking to the air, they flew to the counter.

~~

The minutes quickly passed. Both girls bought a few drinks and even tried to have a small drinking contest. Sadly for Scootaloo, her lack of experience put her at a loss after only taking two shots of hard liquor. Once the shots were done, both mares made their way around the dance floor and eventually found the back lounging room for the staff and musicians. Seeing a red pony working the booth, Dash knew Vinyl had slipped in the back and was eagerly waiting for both of them to grace her.

“Alright squirt, I’m going to go dance for a bit,” Dash said loudly as she turned to Scootaloo. “Go spend some quality time with Vinyl and tell me how it goes.”

While it was loud and Scootaloo was barely able to hear Dash, Scootaloo noticed an odd attitude around Dash.

“You’re not coming in with me?” Scootaloo asked.

“Let’s just say…” Dash started, putting a small smirk on her face. “I’m giving you and Vinyl a little alone time with each other.”

Scootaloo looked at Dash, a bit confused as to why she wasn’t going to join them. Yet as confused as she was, she wasn’t going to pass up the chance to spend some one-on-one time with Vinyl. Giving her head a nod, Scootaloo moved to the door and opened it up. As it came open, she noticed the pale mare sitting on a black couch, levitating a bottle of whiskey over a table. Scootaloo watched for a few seconds as Vinyl moved two shot glasses on the table and quickly filled them up. Feeling the gaze of someone, Vinyl turned her eyes up and saw the young mare staring at her. Putting a smile on her face, Vinyl beckoned her to enter the room. Scootaloo smiled back and gave Dash one last look before she entered the room.

“Have fun, kid,” Dash said as she reached for the handle to close the door. “Hmm, maybe I should have told Scoots that I told Vinyl about her little crush on her as well.”

With a click of the door, both mares were left alone in the room.

As Scootaloo walked further in, she quickly inspected the room. The walls were a dull green color that almost looked like it would glow if there were no lights on. In one corner there was a large television, showing a bunch of lines travelling across the screen. Had a drugged out pony noticed it, they would stare at it for hours without moving, yet for Scootaloo, she wasn’t sure to why it was even playing.

“Come sit next to me, my number one fan!” Vinyl said loudly, catching Scootaloo’s attention.

Scootaloo looked around for a few more seconds as she quickly trotted over to the couch and climbed on top of it. Once she was on and beside her, Scootaloo found an interesting scent entering her nose but ignored it as she looked to Vinyl.

“So kid,” Vinyl said as she put her foreleg around the neck of Scootaloo, before pulling her close to her. “What got you interested in my music?”

“Well for one, just the image of you got me interested in music!” Scootaloo said to her, a big smile beaming on her face.

“Oh, do go on,” Vinyl said softly, remembering Dash told her about Scootaloo’s little crush she had. “What makes me special?”

“W-Well, you have nice white fur that looks really nice and groomed all the time,” Scootaloo stammered out, trying to figure out how the party mare kept her coat perfectly clean, without a splotch of anything on it. “Plus your mane is awesome for how it looks so sharp and…”

Vinyl nodded her head as she heard Scootaloo continue to speak, before she turned her own eyes to Scootaloo’s bronze coat. While Vinyl’s was perfectly clean, Scootaloo’s had a few bits of dirt stuck to hers. Knowing very well that Rainbow was always flying around, she concluded that Scootaloo had been flying with her most of the day. Turning from her coat to her wings, Vinyl noticed the young mare a few feathers ruffled and that she was due for a proper preening later on.

Continuing to look up the mare, Vinyl turned away from her wings and focused on her mane. It was a simple shade of purple, bearing a leaf nearly hidden away. Lighting up her horn, Vinyl grabbed the leaf, stopping Scootaloo mid sentence. Noticing a leaf coming out of her mane Scootaloo blushed slightly, knowing she wasn’t fully decent.

“Heh, uh… sorry about that. Dash and I went flying a lot earlier,” Scootaloo told her, reminded that her first flight of the day had started with her crashing into a tree.

“I noticed,” Vinyl chuckled before looking back at Scootaloo’s wings. “I also noticed you didn’t preen your wings today as well.”

Scootaloo looked at her own wings but quickly grew confused to how Vinyl knew that her wings weren’t treated.

“How did you know that?” Scootaloo asked.

“Simple. Dash and I hang out a lot when we get the chance,” Vinyl said softly as she placed the edge of her hoof against Scootaloo’s left wing and touched it softly.

Scootaloo’s wing fluttered slightly at the sudden touch.

“I’ve known her for a long time and I’ve learned a thing or two about wings. If you want, I can give yours a quick preen.”

Scootaloo’s eyes went wide as saucer plates. Her idol was offering to give her a preening? Though she was excited, she felt a bit odd that Vinyl was offering to get very close to her so quickly.

“Between you and me, I’ve preened Dash’s wings a few times and I think she enjoys it too much,” Vinyl whispered, in case a certain blue mare was eavesdropping outside of the door. “Despite her tough attitude, Dash moans like a girl when her wings are touched.”

Scootaloo said nothing, her face becoming more red as Vinyl’s hoof continued to brush against her. The feeling of a soft hoof on her slightly sore wing made Scootaloo more relieved that they were possibly going to be treated.

“It’s odd for a unicorn to preen wings, can you do it right?” Scootaloo asked Vinyl, unsure if she was being honest or just joking around with her.

“You want to find out?” Vinyl said, slipping her hoof under the primary feathers and gently pulling the slightly smaller than standard wing out.

Scootaloo swallowed back a lump in her throat and nodded her head slowly. She was still nervous, but very interested in seeing how a unicorn differed from a pegasus when it came to the simple task of preening.

“But first,” Vinyl said, pulling her hoof back before turning to the shot glasses on the table. “You want a quick shot?”

Scootaloo turned her head to the glasses and felt a slightly nauseous feeling in her gut. Thanks to her earlier drinks with Dash, she was a bit hesitant to drink anymore. The feeling was gone the second she was with Vinyl, and with a nod of her head, both mares leaned over the table. In a synchronized motion, both of them lowered their mouths over the glasses and latched their lips on the rim before they pulled their heads back in a swift jerk. Both took the shot with ease, and though Scootaloo’s stomach protested it, she hid her distaste.

Once the shots were gone, Vinyl lit up her horn and wrapped Scootaloo’s wing in an aura of magic. Feeling the odd, tingling sensation on her wing, Scootaloo tensed up. As the magic seemed to move around her wing, almost like a pair of teeth searching for any out of place feathers to put back into place, Scootaloo tried to relax and enjoy the feeling.

“If you want, you can rest your head on the side while I fix you up,” Vinyl told her, not taking her eyes off the feathers.

Scootaloo listened. Quickly moving her body to the side, she rested her forelegs on the couch arm before she put her head on top of them. Closing her eyes, she let the feeling of the magic sink deeper into her mind, putting her in a more relaxed state. Seeing her relax at the corner of her eyes, Vinyl smiled before she noticed an out-of-place orange feather. Giving it a small push, it slid behind the one next to it, giving that part of the wing a fine and smooth look to it.

Normally when Scootaloo got her wings preened she would feel more relaxed. Yet with Vinyl using her magic to push feathers back into place, she couldn’t help but feel excited from tingling sensation on her wing. The feeling only intensified when she heard Vinyl adjusting her body slightly before Scootaloo started feeling the warm breath of the older mare against her back.

“Dash told me another thing about you, kiddo,” Vinyl said softly, keeping her attention on the wing. “Seems my number one fan also has a crush on me.”

Scootaloo was about to answer back, but the words got lost in her throat as she suddenly felt the cold muzzle of the mare press into her back. For a brief second, both sides of Vinyl’s face brushed against her wings, making them flutter gently.

“Just how big is your crush?” Vinyl asked, continuing to speak her enticing words and relax the pegasus more and more. Turning her head a bit, she let her tongue brush against the wing that wasn’t being tended to with magic.

“Mhm,” Scootaloo whinnied slightly, feeling both of her wings being worked on at the same time. She felt feathers being pushed into place while a few broken ones got plucked out. The pain was minimal thanks to the gentleness provided by Vinyl.

“Mhm? Does that mean… big?” Vinyl asked, her mouth stretching into a small grin.

Scootaloo felt embarrassed to admit her crush to Vinyl. How would she tell the unicorn that some of her thoughts were more…intimate? How could she tell Vinyl that her perfect white coat along with her electric blue mane excited the bronze mare more than normal. A sudden pluck of another broken feather made Scootaloo tense up as a small whine escaped her throat.

“Depending on your answer, your night could be great...”

Scootaloo suddenly felt a stray hoof brush against her tail, gently lifting it up and exposing her backside.

“Or it could be the best night of your life.”

Scootaloo felt Vinyl move her face away from her wing, filling the young mare with a cold emptiness. Looking over her shoulder, her eyes went wide as she saw the unicorn looking down at her exposed backside with a smile on her face.

“Dash said you were interested in me,” Vinyl chuckled. “Looks like she wasn’t kidding.”

It was then that the young mare felt a bit of wetness between her legs. In a split second her legs closed and her face became even more flushed than it was.

“I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean… I wasn’t,” Scootaloo stammered out, trying to find the proper words to say.

Vinyl leaned back into the mare, pressing her muzzle into the back of the mare’s neck. Hearing a soft ‘shh,’ Scootaloo took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

“I can make this night into one you’ll never forget if you’re interested, kid,” Vinyl said, her words were accompanied by the feeling of her hoof brushing against the inner thigh of Scootaloo. “If it’s your first time, I can make it the best.”

Scootaloo said nothing, only screaming internally with joy at the thought that Vinyl was actually okay with the idea of intimacy with her.

“Are you afraid to get a bit… intimate with a unicorn?” Vinyl asked her, letting her hoof move up a bit. “But answer that after I finish preening.”

The hoof moved away, leaving Scootaloo with the same emptiness she felt previously. She wanted to whine and almost beg Vinyl to treat her to a little fun. While Vinyl wasn’t going to be her first, she was more excited than the first time she ever did anything with another pony. She was ready to say please and put on a frown, but the feeling of magic and warm lips touching her wings put her back at ease.

The preening session didn’t last long thanks to the combined usage of her magic and lips. In fact, the time for a regular preen was almost cut in half. Before, the room almost drowned out the bass from behind the door along with the hollering of the ponies behind it, but the music was growing louder and the screams of ponies were starting to get louder as well. Knowing the place was starting to fill up more, Vinyl knew she would have to be a bit fast with Scootaloo. Moving the last feather into place, Vinyl pressed her hoof against Scootaloo’s slightly wet slit and leaned into her ear.

“Now, like I asked before, are you afraid to get intimate with a unicorn?” Vinyl asked, moving her hoof in a small yet tight circular motion.

Scootaloo moaned and relaxed her wings. Putting them to her sides, she looked back at Vinyl and gave her a soft nod of approval. Happy to see the pegasus was game, Vinyl got ready to move herself down. Stopping herself, Vinyl suddenly got the idea for a kiss on the lips, just to see if Scootaloo was a decent kisser.

“You want to lay on your back, Scoots?” Vinyl asked, ready to dive in without a moments notice.

Scootaloo nodded her head and quickly flipped herself over. Almost catching her in the air, Vinyl lunged forward and planted her warm and alcohol flavored lips on Scootaloo’s.

For the first few seconds, the kiss was just a simple peck, until Vinyl smirked and dove back in and rested her warm body against Scootaloo. Sadly, Scootaloo was too shocked to kiss back properly and just let Vinyl take charge. Not feeling her tongue try to wrestle hers, Vinyl settled for moaning softly, making their lips pinch together a few times before she eventually pulled away.

“You still nervous, or are you just not a good kisser?” Vinyl asked, resting her forehead against Scootaloo’s head.

“Just nervous,” Scootaloo squeaked out, not sure on what to properly do.

“Hmm, then I’ll try a different approach,” Vinyl said to her, before she moved her face down and placed her lips on Scootaloo’s chest.

Feeling Vinyls lips touch a bit of her chest fluff, Scootaloo craned her neck upward and sighed deeply into the air. Sensing a hint of a moan in her sigh, Vinyl started to plant small kisses down her slightly dirty fur. Letting her hooves trace over Scootaloo’s cutie marks, Vinyl pulled the young mares body down slightly before moving her hooves to Scootaloo’s thighs. Keeping her kisses going, Scootaloo felt her heart starting to race faster and she felt her hind legs slowly spread open as Vinyl started to kiss below her stomach. The way she spread her legs showed signs of eagerness, but she found her being surprisingly gentle as well.

Locking her magenta eyes on the wet prize in front of her, Vinyl licked her lips and got ready to dive in. Turning her head up a bit, she saw the excited-yet-worried look on the young mare staring down at her.

As Vinyl lit up her horn quickly, Scootaloo’s eyes locked onto it before she felt a soft feeling behind her left ear. Feeling the magic scratch at it, Scootaloo smiled and the worried look left her face. Oddly, her eyes never left the horn of the unicorn and part of her wanted to lick it. Thanks to school studies, she learned that unicorns had very sensitive horns and she was curious to seeing if she could return the favor to Vinyl for what she was about to do. Before she could ask, Vinyl placed her hooves near the labia and quickly spread her lips apart. Scootaloo’s eyes shut quickly and she started to feel embarrassed again. She could feel Vinyl’s hot breath beating relentlessly against it; an animalistic urge behind her breathes.

“You alright, kid?” Vinyl suddenly spoke up, making the mare open her eyes and stare back down.

Scootaloo nodded her head feverishly, eager to have Vinyl put her tongue to work.

“Cool, let’s begin then!”

Before Scootaloo could answer, she gasped at the feeling of Vinyl’s tongue touching her pussy before it pulled away. She felt her body shake and shudder all over, absorbing the awe inspiring sensation that was going throughout her entire body. It was almost enough for her to sink into Tartarus itself and face all its horrors just to experience it again.

Almost like reading the mare’s thoughts, Vinyl took a deep breath and pressed her muzzle into her pussy. A loud moan roll out of her throat. Vinyl moved her face up, letting her tongue caress the full length of Scootaloo’s barely touched slit.

Scootaloo started to mumble ‘ohmygosh’ over and over again under her breath, desperately trying to not let Vinyl hear her. Sadly, Vinyl heard but stayed quiet. The only thing that Vinyl thought of as she turned her licks into her cat-like ones, was how much Scootaloo was like Dash. Both had the same attitude and both had little to no control over themselves as they got pleasured or preened. Keeping her eyes on the bronze mare, Vinyl laughed quietly before she placed her tongue and pressed it harder into her folds. Pulling it up, another deep moan escaped Scootaloo’s lips before Vinyl returned to her cat like pace.

As Vinyl worked the young mare’s vagina, she found her own hoof tending to her neglected pussy. A bit irked she wasn’t getting any fun, Vinyl kept her building frustrations down and just let the feeling of her own hoof relax her. Sensing her partners lament, Scootaloo opened her eyes, letting her blurry vision come back into normal view before she looked at Vinyl’s horn again. There was something almost hypnotic about it. Scootaloo couldn’t lose the idea of giving it a small lick just to see how Vinyl would react. The last time she licked a horn was a few times with Sweetie Belle on perfectly legal activities. Every time she did, Sweetie always blushed and said it always made her feel weird. Wanting to see Vinyl give off the same feeling as Sweetie once did, Scootaloo adjusted her body slightly, until she was about to rest her back against the arm of the couch. Vinyl wondered what the young mare had in mind but she quickly figured it out as Scootaloo craned her neck forward.

Not giving Vinyl the chance to even stop her, and with a slow yet methodical lick, she stuck out her tongue to the base of it.

“Ahh! Ssssshit,” Vinyl cursed, as a small bolt of magic shot into the air and brushed against the mane of the young mare. The small bolt didn’t faze the pegasus and she just kept on, matching the licks of Vinyl.

“Heh, seems s-someone wanted to return t-the favor,” Vinyl stammered out, a bit surprised by the mare’s actions.

Not wanting to be shown up by the eager pegasus, Vinyl pressed her tongue deeper into Scootaloo, penetrating the thin walls hiding the smothering wetness inside. Scootaloo let out a small moan as her hips arched forward slightly. It was almost enough for her to stop and just enjoy the feeling. However much like Dash, Scootaloo was starting to show a bit of her competitive side and put her effort into her licks.

Both mares continued to lap at each other’s parts, doing their best to get the other off first. What started as a favor for a fan, quickly turned into seeing which mare would outlast the other. Despite Vinyl’s sexually hardened body, she was finding it difficult to cope with the tenacious licks she was receiving. Moving her hooves, Vinyl rested them against the young mare’s ass, giving her more power to lap with. Enjoying the feeling of a mare’s ass against her hooves, Vinyl continued on until she felt her horn nearly vibrating.

“Ngh… Didn’t think I would get off before you,” Vinyl said, very sure that she was about to cum.

Suddenly the licking stopped and Scootaloo’s body started to tense up. A bit surprised to see the young mare on the same level of sexual gratification, pleased Vinyl very much. Resuming her motions, Vinyl put a bit more power into her licks and started to target Scootaloo’s clit.

The attack worked and with a slightly girly moan, Scootaloo gritted her teeth and placed her hooves against the back of Vinyl’s neck. Holding onto it, Scootaloo did her best to keep her orgasm at bay until she felt her body twitch violently and then relax.

Vinyl felt Scootaloo’s pussy clench around her tongue for a few brief seconds before a spurt of hot viscous liquid greeted her mouth. The second it touched her tongue, Vinyl mhm’d softly before she pulled her face away and watched Scootaloo’s body spasm. Once it was over and the cum seeped out of her pussy and to the couch below, Scootaloo rested the back of her head against the couch.

Both mares went quiet for a few seconds, until Vinyl broke the silence with a loud sigh. While she was happy to have gotten the young mare off, there was still the issue of getting herself off. Looking into the eyes of Scootaloo, Vinyl wondered if she would be nice enough to finish her of.

“Hey, squirt. You still got enough energy to return the favor?” Vinyl asked, slowly turning her own body around.

Vinyl’s tail brushed against the face of Scootaloo, breaking her out of the small trance she found herself in. Looking forward, she gasped as she saw the exposed pussy staring back at her. Though she was surprised and even aroused to see the wet slit of Vinyl, Scootaloo nodded her head and pulled her tired body up.

“Glad to see you returning the favor,” Vinyl said in a soft tone. “Now, let’s see if you can work that tongue of yours and get me off.”

Taking a deep breath, Scootaloo slowly moved her cold muzzle into Vinyl’s folds. Vinyl let out a small gasp and shut her eyes. Though she was ready for it, the feeling of something cold and slightly wet always surprised her when she was touched down below. Almost in the middle of her gasp, Scootaloo let her tongue travel out of her mouth and rest it against the trembling cunt. The gasp was followed by a moan; the feeling was very pleasing to Vinyl’s mind.

Wanting to keep Vinyl’s body in place, Scootaloo let her hooves travel up the slender legs of the pony before they rested against her ass. Pushing hard into her slightly bubbly butt, Scootaloo pressed her muzzle in deeper, letting her tongue go further in.

“That’s perfect, squirt. Keep going like that,” Vinyl moaned softly, resting her face against the arm cushion.

Pleased to hear that Vinyl was enjoying it, Scootaloo started to let her tongue be a bit more adventurous. She kept lapping, but at the same time she focused a part of her attention on the slightly swollen nub below. With every motion of her tongue against it, Vinyl cooed and murmured quietly to herself. Though Scootaloo was inexperienced, she didn't let that small fact change her opinion on the tongue lashing she was getting. Relaxing more, Vinyl rested her tail against the shoulder of the young mare and eagerly waited for her own climax to greet her. Considering how wet she was from the small horn job, she wasn't that far off.

“Almost done, kid, give me all you got!” Vinyl shouted, her excitement building up as well as her orgasm.

With those words, Scootaloo focused fully on Vinyl’s clit, making every lap of her tongue against it send a shiver down Vinyl’s body. The shivers were accompanied by the rocking of her hips against Scootaloo’s face. While it made her job a bit harder, Scootaloo said nothing and held onto Vinyl’s hips.

The orgasm was fast; the only indication Scootaloo got of it was a soft grunt before Vinyl’s body stopped moving. The first splash of cum greeted the young mares mouth, and, moving her face away, she smiled and watched a few more dribbles of cum leave the trembling slit. Just before the last bit went out, Scootaloo smirked and brushed her tongue against a bit of it, wondering what the nectar would taste like. Sadly, it just tasted salty and a bit off putting for her. While she had no problem lapping at her, the strong taste of cum wasn’t something Scootaloo had a fondness for.

“Not bad, kid. You have a talent with your mouth,” Vinyl teased at the mare before she brought her voice down, not letting it be heard by Scootaloo. “Kinda reminds me of Dash and her ways with her tongue. Seems they are very much alike, even when it comes to sex.”

“Well, I uh… I tried my best,” Scootaloo answered back, a bit embarrassed at getting complimented on her mouth skills.

“I mean it,” Vinyl answered back as she quickly pulled her body up and turned around to face the mare. “Maybe we could do this every time I find myself partying in Ponyville.”

Scootaloo nearly choked on her own laughs at the mere mention of actually hanging out with the unicorn again. Looking up at her with bright eyes, Scootaloo was happy to know she could spend more time with her crush in the future.

“Only one thing you need to promise me, alright?” Vinyl asked, giving the young mare a serious look.

“What?”

“Promise you’ll lick my horn again,” Vinyl said, her head still buzzing from the earlier horn job. “Unicorn horns actually start to seep raw magic when pleasured enough and it’s great for relieving headaches and such.”

“Only if you use magic on my wings again,” Scootaloo replied, opening up her wings and seeing how awesome they looked after being preened.

“Sure thing, squirt. Now how about we have a few drinks and go out to party on the dance floor?” Vinyl asked, heading towards the door. “Would be smart to clean ourselves up as well too.”

Scootaloo’s stomach knotted a bit at the mention of more drinking. However, giving the white mare a glance over her shoulder, she smiled and nodded her head in agreement. She wasn’t going to pass up more time with her at all.